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Big Old Li didn't take it seriously, he thought Liu Qingshan was comforting him.

Liu Qingshan looked straight into the other's eyes: "Brother, I'm serious."

Oh, Big Old Li's complexion became serious, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and lit one.

Liu Qingshan was not in a hurry, so he waited for him slowly. The tide of the 90s has not yet arrived. In this era, there are very few people who can give up their jobs.

After a while, Big Old Li threw the cigarette butt out of the car window and said in a muffled voice, "Let me think about it."

"Brother, I'll wait for your good news." Liu Qingshan knew that it was not easy for Big Old Li not to refuse on the spot.

This is still based on the absolute trust in Liu Qingshan, otherwise, if you want to smash his job, you can directly turn against you, believe it or not?

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening after sending Da Lao Li home, so Liu Qingshan simply decided to stay overnight at the instant noodle factory, where the canteen and dormitory had already been completed in advance.

When I drove the car into the factory, the construction site was quiet. At this time, I didn't have the habit of working overtime at night.

Finding that the lights were still on in the cafeteria, Liu Qingshan went in to have a look, only to realize that everyone was here.

Yang Hongying, Liu Jinfeng, and Hu Wei were all there, as were Marshal Zhang and Director Fan, and there were a few people who ran errands, all young people from Jiapigou.

"What time is it, I haven't eaten yet."

Seeing a bowl of noodles on the table, Liu Qingshan yelled, "You can't delay eating even if you're doing work."

Seeing a table of people, all of them were frowning, Liu Qingshan immediately sank:

"Also, you just eat plain boiled vermicelli, which is too vegetarian, as if my boss is cheating on you."

"Little brother, hiccup, we are all full." Hu Wei hiccupped while talking.

But Yang Hongying's eyes lit up: "Sanfeng, you are back, hurry up and try the noodles."

As he spoke, he picked out a bowl for him, and then he saw Dashuai Zhang standing up, adding a spoonful of seasoning to the noodles, and another spoonful of red sauce:

"Qingshan, try it, I made this one, how would you like it?"

It turned out to be here to try it.

Liu Qingshan understood immediately, took the bowl, there was half a bowl of noodles in it, it was so easy to swallow, he ate it in just two bites.

Smacking your lips, it tastes pretty good.

"It seems to be a little bit heavy, and there is a bit too much pepper, and there is a little less butter in this sauce. These days, everyone's stomach is short of oil and water."

After thinking about it, Liu Qingshan expressed his opinion.

"Thank you for your valuable opinion. Next, please taste the No. [-] condiment."

Liu Jinfeng picked another chopsticks of noodles from Liu Qingshan's bowl.

Liu Qingshan also nodded with satisfaction: "It's pretty fast, and now we have produced two experimental varieties, I will try it."

After finishing half a bowl of noodles, Liu Qingshan smacked his lips and thought about it: "It seems that there is a bit too much MSG, but the sauce is pretty good."

Director Fan gave him a thumbs up, and then said to Dashuai Zhang: "Brother Zhang, let me just say, we should use less MSG."

Dashuai Zhang wiped his bald head, and picked some noodles into Liu Qingshan's bowl: "Try the No. [-] ingredient I prepared again, this is what I am most satisfied with."

Wait, Liu Qingshan didn't dare to take over the job this time: "Hi, how many ingredients did you make?"

"A total of seven or eight dishes, Qingshan, you taste it slowly." Zhang Dashuai stuffed the bowl into Liu Qingshan's hand again.

Liu Qingshan suddenly turned into a bitter face: "I've already finished dinner, hiccup."

He now understands a little bit, why everyone is so sad, it is simply that they are all full.

So he said with a smile: "Why do I feel a little familiar, the one played by Chen Xiaoer and Lao Maoer eats noodles, you moved here, right?"

Everyone laughed together, Director Fan was an exception, he had never seen the Spring Festival Gala.

Liu Qingshan was also inspired by himself: "If we want to advertise our instant noodles in the future, please invite these two."

"What, you still want to advertise?"

Liu Jinfeng knows that advertising fees are very expensive.

"Fight, of course we have to fight." Liu Qingshan is well aware of the influence of the current advertisement.

Dashuai Zhang interjected: "Don't study the advertisement, Qingshan, just eat noodles."

This time Liu Qingshan also learned to be smart, every time he tasted a small sip, and at the end of the meal, he became confused and couldn't tell which one was good and which was bad.

After another long belch, he said: "Don't worry, it's not like production will start tomorrow, let's take our time, don't burst your belly."

"There is another item. I don't know if you have considered it. The production of products also requires cost control."

"Uncle handsome, the chunks of beef in your beef sauce are as big as the chunks of fermented bean curd. The retail price of our instant noodles is [-] cents a bag, and a big piece of meat will cost you money."

That's right, forget about it!

Dashuai Zhang patted his bald head vigorously, grinned, and laughed.

Yang Hongying and the others also recalled it all at once, didn't they just think about the taste and forgot about the cost.

Liu Qingshan remembers that there is actually a problem here, which is a question raised by later generations of netizens: Is there any beef in the braised beef noodles?

Anyway, I can't see it.

In fact, there are. When making the sauce, beef must be used, but it is all in the soup, and of course there is no meat.

Not to mention the pieces of meat, you can't even see the pieces of meat.

Instant noodles are a product of small profits but quick turnover, so it is very important to control production costs.

The other is confidentiality work, because the competitor is in this county, so it must be kept secret before it goes into production.

Liu Qingshan's request is very simple: as long as you take one step ahead, you will be able to lead step by step in the future.

"Then let's continue the research tomorrow, and I'm all going to sleep."

Dashuai Zhang looked annoyed, feeling that half a day's work was for nothing.

After everyone stood up, he added another sentence: "Tomorrow morning, we will still eat noodles."

It is obvious that everyone's steps are a bit heavy.

After a week of repeated debugging, the ingredients and sauce packets of instant noodles were finally finalized. The total cost was about five cents more per bag, which was still within an acceptable range.

During this period, the equipment has been installed and has entered the debugging stage, and pre-job training has also begun for all types of work.

During this period of time, Liu Qingshan was basically busy here.

This morning, the workshop was crowded with people, and the workers took their positions. All the young faces showed a little nervousness, but more excitement and anticipation.

Yang Hongying and the others also had almost the same expression, only Liu Qingshan looked relaxed, chatting with a few old workers who were in charge of mechanical adjustment.

Several bags of flour are poured into the dough mixer, and as the machine stirs, they are kneaded into dough.

Then put the dough into the calender, press it into a large sheet, then go to the cutting machine, cut it into noodles, and then start frying. All the instant noodles in this meeting are fried.

"stop!"

The master worker in charge of mechanical operation shouted loudly, and the workshop suddenly fell silent.

Then someone fished out the fried instant noodles, and the pieces of noodles turned into one-centimeter-long slag.

The people around sighed: the first trial production failed just like that.

The noodles turned into dregs.

Several bags of white flour are just useless.

"Re-check the equipment and process, and be sure to find out the problem."

There was also a layer of fine beads of sweat on the tip of Yang Hongying's nose.

The others also had serious faces, it was a bad start.

The workers and technicians were all busy, but Liu Qingshan didn't seem to be in a hurry, and he came to him, squeezed the crumbs of instant noodles with his hands, put them in his mouth, crunched them, and then praised :

"Well, it's quite fragrant."

People around looked at him unkindly: how caring.

Liu Qingshan yelled again: "Find some more noodle bags, and then take these instant noodle scum back to the village and distribute it to the children. Cook it in a pot and eat it, it's much more delicious than dried noodles."

"Also, give the workers some points, and it's considered a welfare."

When everyone heard it, their eyes lit up. After all, it is fried. These days, fried food is synonymous with delicious food.

After a while, the problem was found out, so I started all over again.

At the same time, Chen Dongfang's Hualong instant noodle factory also entered the trial production stage.

Their side is relatively smooth, the noodles are formed directly, looking at the golden noodles, they still have a lot of appetite.

"Mr. Chen, Tongtong messed up, hehe, the noodles are all turned into crumbs!"

A small follower of Chef Shi ran in happily to report.

Chen Dongfang didn't respond, but Qi Shengli smiled immediately: "Hahaha, good, our side has won the flag, congratulations!"

Chef Shi also hurriedly said kind words: "Mr. Qi, they are united, they are nothing but scum, don't worry about it."

"Haha, well, your statement is good."

Qi Shengli looked very pleased. He felt that he had suffered several losses under Liu Qingshan's hands, so now he was full of pleasure after revenge.

Chen Dongfang shook his head: "Victory, let's be ourselves and don't gloat."

Qi Shengli pouted: Why not be happy?

The phone rang in the office, and Qi Shengli picked it up, "Hey, it's me, little six, how is your situation over there, and how much did you earn?"

But soon, the smile on Qi Shengli's face was replaced by shock, and he shouted:

"What, the people's newspapers have criticized Clivia, saying that Clivia is a false business, and calling on the people of the whole country to engage in business, so how much did we lose in total?"

"What are you talking about, Clivia is now worthless and thrown into the trash!"

The microphone in Qi Shengli's hand fell to the ground with a clang.

4 Chapter Thirty is a joke

In June [-], the People's Daily published an article on the second page, "Why Clivia is Popular in Changchun".

This article caused the Clivia craze to cool down rapidly, and the price of Clivia fell by more than 90.00%, completely returning to its original shape.

Huaben is innocent, but human nature is greedy. I don't know how many people lost their fortunes.

Seeing Qi Shengli's swaying body, Chen Dongfang quickly supported him from behind.

Qi Shengli's handsome face was full of despair at the moment, and he kept murmuring unconsciously:

"How can this happen, how can this happen?"

Seeing that he had the tendency to become Mrs. Xianglin, Chen Dongfang vigorously shook his shoulders a few times with both hands:

"Victory, in business, there are losses and gains. The big deal is that we will earn back later."

Qi Shengli finally regained some energy. His palm landed on the desk with a slap:

"Brother Dongfang, I'm too greedy, I should have listened to you earlier."

Still more than two months ago, they went to Jiapigou together to buy yew saplings. At that time, Liu Qingshan's words touched Chen Dongfang a lot.

The original words of Liu Qingshan are as follows: Boss Chen, compared with Clivia seedlings that cost 500 yuan a plant, is 50 yuan very expensive?

At that time, Chen Dongfang was greatly touched. Later, through his own channel, he vaguely heard that the higher-ups were going to attack Clivia.

So he decisively called Chuncheng and told the company to sell most of Clivia.

After the return of the cost, the sale of Clivia was stopped.

Thinking about it now, the actions at that time were simply wise.

And thinking of these, Liu Qingshan's smiling face involuntarily appeared in his mind.

Chen Dongfang really didn't know, should he thank this young man, or should he hate him?

If it wasn't for those bullshit things in the past, Chen Dongfang felt that he would definitely be friends with Liu Qingshan, and he would still be the best friend, even better than the boy Qi Shengli in front of him.

Look at what Qi Shengli has done. Chen Dongfang also reminded Qi Shengli that if he sells some Clivia, he must at least guarantee that he will not lose money.

But Qi Shengli was so stimulated that he was dizzy, and the more he earned, the more he wanted to earn more, so of course he would not withdraw, which led to the current situation where he lost everything.