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A tank weighs only sixty to seventy tons, so more than 600 tons is quite a lot, that is, ten or eight tanks.

On Liu Qingshan's side, liquor is used as the standard, and the other party has no objection.

The two parties cleared the delivery of the goods, and Liu Qingshan led Medvic and others to Longteng Hotel.

As for the drivers who were driving, Liu Qingshan asked someone to distribute two bags of instant noodles, two ham sausages, and a bottle of wine to each of them.

As for drunk driving or something, he doesn't care, anyway, the river is frozen, so he can't fall into the river, just don't drive in the opposite direction.

As for inviting several main members such as Gangzhu Xiong, on the one hand, it is to deepen the relationship, and on the other hand, it can also expand the scope of cooperation. Liu Qingshan has always been thinking about chemical fertilizers.

In two or three months, it will be spring plowing soon, so now is the time to prepare for plowing, and it is easiest to get rid of chemical fertilizers.

Right now, both sides are still limited to the stage of making small troubles and exchanging backpacks, so Liu Qingshan must start as soon as possible to get all these big deals.

The sumptuous and exquisite dishes were brought to the table, and the eyes of a few Maozi were a little bit straight. Hou San poured wine for the guests, and then Liu Qingshan served the glasses. For a while, the guests and the host enjoyed themselves.

Seeing that Medvic and the others didn't intend to fight for wine, Liu Qingshan didn't ask Li Tieniu to use his strength.

Li Tieniu was not addicted to drinking, so he simply drank kvass, which he preferred.

After eating and drinking enough, Liu Qingshan said: "Master Xiong, we can continue to cooperate in the trade of scrap steel. You can collect a hundred or ten tons, and you can ship it over. The goods in my warehouse can be chosen by you."

Medvic was also about to talk about this, and when he heard it, he immediately smiled, stretched out his big bear paw, and wanted to pat Liu Qingshan on the shoulder.

But seeing Li Tie's cold eyes cast towards him, he immediately slapped his thigh hard with a big palm:

"Okay, no problem, those brothers under me, this time they can be considered to be in business!"

Speaking of it, it can be regarded as an anecdote in the cloth city: the Black Bear Gang, which once occupied half of the underground power in the city, did not charge protection fees, and all of them changed to steel materials. Even the law and order in the city has improved a lot.

With money in hand, Medvic is also full of ambitions, ready to recruit troops in the next step, expand his strength, and dominate the underground forces in Bushi.

In this regard, Liu Qingshan is quite hopeful, anyway, Maozi's life and death are none of his business.

If Medvic can really become a leader, the cooperation between them will be smoother.

Hearing Medvic's bragging for a while, Liu Qingshan then asked: "Boss Xiong, you have a fertilizer factory in cloth city, can you get fertilizer?"

"If you can get it, it's really big business."

Hearing the big business, Medovich's eyes immediately lit up: "Of course we can get it. As long as you have money, you can buy fertilizer!"

"Don't worry, my friend. I've inquired about it. The customs clearance procedures for chemical fertilizers are rather troublesome, and if we sell them here, we need your side to provide corresponding inspection procedures."

Liu Qingshan has asked Xu Guoqiang to help with consultation. The sale of chemical fertilizers is really troublesome. At least all kinds of test sheets and certificates must be complete.

Fortunately, Maozi's products are a bit rough, but they are genuine, and there is no need to worry about quality problems.

On the contrary, on their side, there are more and more profiteers, and they have made many fools miserable.

Of course, that was a few years later.

"Liu, don't worry, we can definitely handle the formalities."

Leader Xiong patted his chest vigorously, "Now the fertilizer factory mainly produces urea, and can also produce diammonium phosphate. I don't know how to trade this fertilizer?"

"One ton of urea and one box of wine, how about this as the standard?" Liu Qingshan gave a price first.

Who knows, they didn't bargain at all, just nodded and agreed. Originally, Liu Qingshan was going to bargain, and he gave two boxes of liquor, which was unnecessary at all.

After negotiating the fertilizer business, both parties were quite satisfied. Finally, they picked up the wine glass and had a drink, and then they parted happily.

After sending off Chief Xiong, Liu Qingshan arrived at the pier, just finished unloading, looking at the hill-like steel, he felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

In the cold weather, there are still more than 20 people wrapped in coats, talking about something around the steel.

Seeing Liu Qingshan and the others, the group immediately cheered and surrounded them, everyone was very affectionate.

Someone asked anxiously: "Manager Liu, do you want to take care of this batch of scrap steel?"

"What, scrap steel? This is steel disassembled from tanks and armored vehicles. How dare you call it scrap steel?"

Hou San immediately stopped doing it when he heard it, and started yelling.

Those second-hand dealers actually pretended to be confused with the understanding in their hearts. The steel was indeed used and belonged to second-hand goods.

But it must not be said to be "waste". The quality is absolutely outstanding, and it is better than the quality of new steel produced in China.

"Manager Hou, don't worry, don't worry, smoke a cigarette first."

A white-faced, beardless middle-aged man handed Hou San a cigarette with a smile, and lit him with a copper lighter, and then continued:

"My Manager Hou, you can't say that. When these steel materials are transported back, they must be returned to the furnace and stamped into various profiles. This will invisibly increase the cost."

Hou San puffed out a puff of smoke: "If you don't want it, then we will directly contact the army. They must be interested."

"Yes, yes, of course!" The group of people became anxious when they saw that the cooked duck was about to fly.

Chapter 467 Fertilizer for Flour

Hou San had also been instructed by Liu Qingshan a long time ago: "Don't worry, everyone, this is not a one-off deal. We will be able to ship a batch in three to five days."

"Let me tell you a price, it's only 600 yuan a ton, and I'll give you a profit. As for how much you can sell, it depends on your ability."

Those people thought he would open his mouth like a lion, but when they heard six hundred and one tons, they all smiled:

"Manager Hou is righteous!"

"Your Longteng Company is more particular about not eating alone."

"Haha, Manager Liu, thank you, everyone earns money, and we will cooperate more in the future."

These people are full of compliments, but there are hundreds of tons of steel, and no one can eat it.

After discussing for a while, they decided to eat this batch of goods together, sell them as soon as possible, and get back the funds, so as to continue to cooperate with Longteng Company.

They could see that this Longteng Company was a big business, and if they ate meat, they could drink soup along with it.

Some people also thought about bypassing Longteng Company and directly conducting transactions with Maozi.

Just in a hurry, where to buy so much goods, let's talk about it later.

When Hou San, Li Xuemei and the others led the merchants to the bank to transfer the accounts, there were a total of 36 tons of steel, and [-] yuan was deposited into the account.

After removing the cost, the net profit is 30.

When Zhang Long and Xiao Wu came back from trading on the island, they were all shocked when they heard this number.

After a long time, Xiao Wu muttered, "If you want to get rich, sell steel!"

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In the Great Northern Wilderness, there is a special existence, that is the agricultural reclamation system.

In the early days of liberation, an old general led the [-] demobilized People's Liberation Army into the Great Northern Wilderness.

After decades of hard work, farmers and their descendants have built more than 100 large farms on this black land, known as the Great Granary of China.

Wang Yuanchao is such a farmer who belongs to the Jiansanjiang Administration Bureau.

Farming is of course inseparable from chemical fertilizers, especially this kind of large farm. Hearing that Maozi might have chemical fertilizers, Wang Yuanchao, a young man in his prime, was sent to Heihe.

After settling down in the Longteng Hotel, I found many colleagues, some from other management bureaus, and many from the agricultural resources system.

After asking, I found out that they all came here to make fertilizers.

However, after two days of observation by the river, they all went to Big Island to do business with big bags on their backs.

With this model, even if you can switch to chemical fertilizers, how many bags can you bring back?

If they were asked to cross the border and go to the opposite cloth market to negotiate with Mao Zi, they would not understand the language, so they would have to hire a translator for how to communicate there.

The most important thing is that everyone really doesn't have the guts to go.

Who knows what's going on over there, I heard that Maozi is old and barbaric, what if he goes there and can't come back?

But a few days later, I finally saw a large truck driving over the river, obviously a large amount of goods transiting the border.

Wang Yuan ran up to the group of them, only to find that it was all wood, so he was very disappointed.

Two days later, when another batch of steel products arrived, everyone was even more disappointed.

But Wang Yuanchao was able to hold his breath: if the steel and timber can be brought over, then the chemical fertilizer can also be brought over. This Longteng company is not easy. It can grow such a big business at the beginning, so it needs to be contacted first.

Wang Yuanchao couldn't find Longteng's general manager, so he got in touch with Hou Sanxiaowu and the others. He was also a descendant of a soldier, so he could talk to Xiaowu and the others.

This morning, a group of people went to the river to wait again, and saw dozens of GAZ trucks passing the border inspection.

"I guess it's either wood or steel." Someone muttered.

Wang Yuanchao's eyes were sharp, and he saw what seemed to be bags in the car, so he approached Hou San who was waiting by the river to pick up the goods: "Manager Hou, what are you going for?"

Although Hou San is the deputy manager, he is more familiar with the boss here, and more people know him than Liu Qingshan.

Seeing Wang Yuanchao, Hou San smiled and said, "It's whatever you want."

Wang Yuanchao was overjoyed immediately: "Brother Hou, you have to be tight with brother this trip. I'll make a phone call, and the bureau will transfer the money directly, without credit."

"Can you eat them all?"

Hou San knew that it was hundreds of tons of fertilizer.

Wang Yuanchao didn't hesitate at all: "One of our farms needs [-] tons."

Hou San originally wanted to contact the sales outlet, but now it saves trouble. It seems that the agricultural reclamation system is better, and the money is not bad, so he asked:

"Then there's no problem. The urea that's coming this time is urea. I'll give you four hundred and fifty-one tons, and the ticket will say five hundred and one tons. Is this price okay?"

Wang Yuanchao was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, and his heart was already full of joy: there is a rebate of 50 yuan for one ton, and 5000 yuan for [-] tons.

If it is 5 tons, that is [-] yuan.

He used to do supply and marketing, at most, to eat, drink, or get some small gifts, and it was the first time that such a large amount of money came into his account.

After being excited for a while, he remembered a more important matter, and asked again quickly: "Brother Hou, how much did you say per ton?"

"Four hundred and five, just say five hundred to the public." Hou Sanbai gave this guy a look.

Wang Yuanchao couldn't believe his ears: the chemical fertilizer allocated to their farm by the state cost nearly 1000 yuan per ton.

Four hundred and fifty-one tons, which is too cheap, even if you add freight and loading and unloading fees, it will only cost 700 yuan at most when you get home.

Is there any problem with the quality?

"Don't worry about the quality of Maozi's stuff. Mr. Aid Korea, Mr. Liu said that the commission is not for nothing, and you should help a lot."

With a glance of Hou San's eyes, he could see Wang Yuanchao's thoughts.

"How can it be? No one can trust Brother Hou. Now Heihe has spread all over the place. If you want the goods, you can find Brother Hou." Wang Yuanchao heheed twice, and then patted his chest.

"Brother Hou, what's the matter with you, as long as it's something I can do, just squeak!"

Hou San raised his palms and waved them: "Don't, don't, don't slouch, I'm just running errands. In Longteng Company, Mr. Liu is at the helm."

"Actually, it's not difficult. I just want to buy some of the flour produced by your farm, or exchange it with chemical fertilizers. There is an instant noodle factory in Mr. Liu's hometown, and the raw materials are a bit insufficient."

As far as this matter is concerned, Wang Yuanchao has completely put his heart in his stomach. Their farming system is not short of food, especially wheat and soybeans.

They grow wheat here only once a year, because spring comes late, so the ground has just thawed in spring, and sowing has to be done early, and the soil below is still frozen.

When harvesting, it is midsummer in August, the hottest time of the year.

So it is "sown on ice, harvested in fire".

It is precisely because of this that the grains of wheat are full, and the white flour that is ground is also very delicious.

Wang Yuanchao originally thought that Hou San might have to sell other things in conjunction with it. There was a special term for this at the time, called "quota".

It is to match you with some unsalable materials when the materials are in short supply, anyway, whether you want it or not.

As soon as he heard that he wanted to buy flour, it wasn't a big deal at all, so he patted his chest again: "Brother Hou, just tell me how much you want?"

Hou San thought for a while: "It will probably cost several thousand tons, but you don't have to worry, you don't have to pay by yourself. There are quite a few people working in land reclamation over there. Our company has the same charter."

Wang Yuanchao is completely at ease now: If everyone gets kickbacks, then they can make a fortune without worrying about revealing their secrets.

At this time, Liu Qingshan also brought people over for a stroll. Yesterday he received a call from his elder sister Liu Jinfeng, saying that the instant noodle factory had insufficient raw materials.

The instant noodle factory consumes a lot of flour, and it can't stand it every day.

The surrounding cities and counties can't supply them at all. After all, people have to take care of the local people first, and the extra part can be sold to you.

So Liu Qingshan pondered over and over again, and came up with such a method: chemical fertilizer for white flour.

It shouldn't be a problem to give those purchasers a little sweetness. The most important thing is that after contacting the agricultural reclamation system, they don't have to worry about the raw materials of the instant noodle factory in the future.