The top of my house is connected to the sky of another world

Chapter 7 Little Achievements
When Yang Fan was in town, he contacted the manufacturer that produced abrasive tools last time and ordered [-] sets of molds. Yang Fan thought that such molds were difficult to buy, but after inquiring, he found out that at the beginning of economic development in Nanshan County, , Various family workshops made products by local methods came into being, and things like mosquito coils were quickly sold in the market. It was precisely this business opportunity that many manufacturers began to make simple mosquito coil molds.

It’s just that after the large-scale mosquito coil factory was merged, it can completely use the fully automated production method, family workshop, or small factory’s business model. There is no brand and no technology, and it has long been eliminated by the market. Now this kind of mold is very popular in the market. not enough.

In the next few days, Yang Fan has been running around the town and at home. The orders have been steadily increasing. He has sold 500 boxes of mosquito coils. In less than a week, [-] yuan has been credited to the account.

80 sets of molds have already started work, overtime production, insufficient manpower, seeing that mosquito coils can be sold for money, mom and dad personally went into battle, this simple and easy-to-operate thing is easy to use, and then find the old women in the village who have nothing to do, With a salary of [-] yuan a day, the production is carried out in an orderly manner, and Yang Fan has completely let go. He only needs to prepare the raw materials and prevent anyone from discovering the secret.

Taking advantage of the time, Yang Fan cleaned up the pond and bought a lot of fish fry to put in the pond. The biggest fish had grown to about ten catties, and most of them were ready for sale.

Yang Fan has already thought about finding a market for thousands of fish. There are many restaurants and farmhouses in the town. These fish are not worried about selling them at all, and the supply may exceed demand in a short time.

Yang Fan packed ten fish weighing more than ten catties in a bag, and rode his bicycle to Qingshan Town; he walked into Cao Guangming's Kongming Lake Restaurant, put his bicycle outside, and went in to say hello. "Brother Cao, business is good."

"Yang Fan is here, sit down, I'm looking for you." Cao Guangming directly pulled Yang Fan to the chair and sat down. "Yang Fan, the last time Uncle Man treated me to dinner, do you know what he said?"

"Say what?" Yang Fan asked incomprehensibly.

Cao Guangming frowned and said in a serious and somewhat helpless manner: "He said that all the fish I have are tasteless, but your fish is delicious, and kept talking about how good your fish is? Yang Fan, you gave it to Uncle Man How much is the advertising fee?" Cao Guangming laughed after finishing speaking.

After the incident with the tour group, Director Yang became a free salesman wherever he went, promoting Yang Fan's fish everywhere.

Yang Fan also smiled: "You have to ask Uncle Man about this."

Cao Guangming smiled lightly and continued, "However, to be honest, if the fish you raise are of good quality, I can also buy them from you."

"What a coincidence." Taking this opportunity, Yang Fan walked out of the shop and brought ten fish that were still alive and kicking into the restaurant.

I was a little surprised at first, why Yang Fan ran away after saying something nonsensical, seeing that Yang Fan brought in so many fish, he basically understood everything. "You're all ordinary grass carp, right?" Cao Guangming still has a good eye for living in the countryside since he was a child, and having opened a restaurant for so long.

"Yes, Brother Cao, let the chef try to make it, and see the quality and quality of this fish."

Cao Guangming had nothing to say, the fish had already been brought to the door, and the folks in the village had nothing to say; of course, if the quality was really not good, Cao Guangming had no reason to refuse.

Immediately called the only chef in the store, he was a man in his thirties, as mentioned in the sketch, with a big head and a thick neck, he was either a chef or a cook.

"Qinghe, make a dish with this fish." Cao Guangming said immediately.

Zhang Qinghe is one of the few professional cooks in Qingshan Town. He learned to cook after graduating from elementary school and has been working in this industry for many years.Zhang Qinghe just took a look as he walked by, and glanced at it: "Brother Cao, this is the most common grass carp, nothing special."

Cao Guangming's face became a little uneasy, and he said quickly: "Qinghe, try one." He winked and signaled him not to say anything.

Reluctantly, Zhang Qinghe took a fish out of it and took it into the back kitchen.

Yang Fan, who saw all this in his eyes, didn't care, and still had a calm and ordinary expression.

Cao Guangming immediately changed the topic, covered up the brief embarrassment and silence, and asked about Yang Fan's future development.

About half an hour later, Zhang Qinghe brought out the most common braised fish, with some coriander leaves on the shiny skin.

"Brother Cao, try it." Yang Fan said immediately.

Cao Guangming took the chopsticks, tried to pick up a piece of fish and put it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and said unexpectedly: "Hey, Uncle Man didn't drink too much, and you didn't pay for the advertisement. The quality of this fish is absolutely It is superior, better than the ones I buy from those big fish factories, it is simply not of the same grade.”

Yang Fan is fine, this is expected, Zhang Qinghe can't believe it, this ordinary grass carp is still raised in the valley, how can it be so different from the fish raised in the big fish factory?Could it be that the boss said this deliberately because he couldn't save face?
But this Cao Guangming is the owner of this store, of course he has seen countless fish, so it is impossible to tell lies; when he was thinking about it, Cao Guangming picked up a pair of disposable chopsticks and handed him: "Qinghe, try it."

Needless to say, Zhang Qinghe took the chopsticks and tried to eat a piece, and had the same reaction as Cao Guangming: "This...how did this fish grow, the meat is delicious, I'm afraid it would be better if it was boiled fish, or fish soup." Zhang Qinghe is not too bitter and mean, so he took another bite with the fish, and the taste was beyond his expectation. If it wasn't for the fish being different, he couldn't believe that the fish he cooked with his hand would be so delicious. "So what? Yang Fan, right? I didn't understand it before. I was too arbitrary. You sit and I go to make two dishes. Everyone has a drink, I invite you."

After Zhang Qinghe finished speaking, he put down his chopsticks, and carried another fish into the back kitchen.

When leaving Cao Guangming's place, Yang Fan was empty-handed, and Cao Guangming bought the remaining eight fish at a price of ten yuan per catty, and Yang Fan had nearly 1000 yuan in his pocket all of a sudden.Most of the grass carp in the general market are relatively small, and the price is around five or six yuan. Cao Guangming is a knowledgeable person, so he naturally knows that as long as he is famous, let alone ten yuan, there are many people who want to buy it for 30 yuan or 50 yuan. He asked Yang Fan Another hundred will be delivered tomorrow.

The fish was sold, and the business of mosquito coils broke records today. More than 500 boxes were sold in one day. Other people's small three-wheeled motorcycles, the ones with carriages, can be done at once.

The fish seller and one thousand boxes of mosquito coils, Yang Fan now has more than 4000 yuan in his hands. With this money, the pressure is much less, and he can use the money to do many things again, and he believes that life will be better. Getting better and better.

(End of this chapter)