With the purchasing system in hand, he is worshipped as a god by international students

Having said that, Wang Yilong had to face reality.

The reality is that there are many competitors in the market, and there are many sausage merchants whose prices are lower than his but whose taste is similar to his.

For ordinary people, why spend a lot of money to buy the so-called real ingredients when you can buy good quality sausage at a low price?

You can brag about the quality of the ingredients, but the low price is real.

For merchants who come to purchase goods, they can make more profits by buying at a lower price and selling at a high price. Why not do it?

This is reality and it is natural.

Wang Yilong couldn't stop it.

Therefore, it is only natural that he received many order cancellations from old customers because he was unwilling to lower prices or lower standards.

For example, the 800 boxes in the warehouse are the fourth batch of goods to be returned. Before this, he had suffered countless losses.

Until now, the people who should be laid off in the factory have been laid off, and the doors that should be closed have been closed.

The once bustling Qiufeng Red Sausage Factory has become deserted, and even the gatekeeper has been replaced by his old father!

Wang Yilong didn't want to retreat, but reality pulled him back and he could hardly hold on any longer.

Reality told him that if he wanted the Qiufeng Red Sausage Factory to survive, he had to lower his standards and bow to reality!

Qiu Ling saw Wang Yilong's struggle.

Unfortunately, she is from the south and does not know the development history of red sausage in the north, nor does she know whether the Qiufeng Red Sausage Factory will still be in operation in 2024.

For her own benefit, she could only say: "I also think Qiufeng red sausage is delicious. For me, price is not an issue. I value quality more. If your products can guarantee consistent quality, I think we can have long-term cooperation."

As a veteran foodie, Qiu Ling can naturally tell good from bad.

Autumn Wind Red Sausage is indeed made with authentic ingredients!

Therefore, she did not go around to compare prices; her choice was made the moment she took the sausage into her mouth.

"Really?!" Wang Yilong was surprised and happy because of Qiu Ling's words.

Qiu Ling smiled and said, “I don’t need to tell lies.

So, how much is the 9% discount? "

Wang Yilong calmed down.

Qian Qian did some mental calculations and came up with the answer: "It was originally 40, and with a 9% discount it would be 36."

Seeing that the deal was done, Mr. Wang took out a POS machine from the table.

"Just swipe your card. It's convenient."

Qiu Ling gave a thumbs up: "It's worthy of being a big factory!"

There is even a POS machine, so she finally doesn’t have to go out to withdraw money and then carry a large bag of money to make transactions.

After signing the receipt, Qiu Ling readily swiped the credit card.

Wang Yilong collected one of the documents and asked, "Do you need it shipped to another province or within the province?"

"In the province."

"We deliver within the province. Please give me an address and I will try to arrange delivery for you today."

Qiu Ling quickly wrote down an address on the paper.

Wang Yilong took it and looked at it, "So close..."

In the early years, before the factory was built, he, as the boss, also worked as a deliveryman. The address given by Qiu Ling is only about an hour's drive from the Qiufeng factory.

Without asking any questions, he immediately called the delivery team.

The matter was basically settled, and Wang Yilong wanted to keep Qiu Ling for dinner.

Although both parties benefited from each other, for him, Qiu Ling's move was like providing timely assistance.

We lost money on the first three batches of goods, which we sold at a discount by begging everyone for help, resulting in a loss of nearly two million.

Now, any chance of recovery is better than nothing!

After all, it's hard-earned money.

Qiu Ling wanted to refuse, but she couldn't persuade Uncle Wang, so she had to follow him back home.

Uncle Wang’s house is located in a residential area, a bungalow that looks extremely simple from the outside.

"I'm back." Uncle Wang shouted as he entered the house, but no one showed up for a long time.

Qiu Ling turned her head and looked at Wang Yilong inquiringly.

Wang Yilong reacted and explained: "My mother passed away many years ago, my wife went out of town to seek cooperation, and my son is studying abroad. Recently, it's just me and my husband at home.

It’s the old man’s habit to go home and yell.”

Qiu Ling nodded to show that he understood.

This may be a sense of ritual that belongs exclusively to the old man.

Wang Yilong prepared dinner himself, which was all home-cooked dishes.

Pork and cabbage stewed with vermicelli, stir-fried pork slices, stir-fried red sausage with peppers, roasted eggplant, braised pork ribs, and big steamed buns.

That steamed bun looks bigger than Qiu Ling’s face!

The dishes were piled up like a mountain and were very filling.

"They're all homemade, and the taste is amazing. Don't be polite, just eat to your heart's content!" Uncle Wang handed over the bowls and chopsticks, and greeted them warmly.

Qiu Ling picked up a big steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Hmm!!!" The steamed buns are very solid, tough and chewy, and your mouth is filled with the aroma of wheat when you take a bite!

"Is there sugar in this? It tastes sweet."

Uncle Wang said proudly: "Of course not, it's because the wheat here is good, and the steamed buns are fragrant and sweet!"

Qiu Ling asked cheekily: "Can I take away the leftovers?"

Uncle Wang turned his head and slapped Wang Yilong on the shoulder, "If you want to eat, just come over anytime. Xiaolong is good at making steamed buns.

We come here to eat hot food, otherwise it will get cold if we take it home."

Qiu Ling took a bite of vermicelli, looking very satisfied. "Okay, I won't be polite then."

"Why are you being so polite to me?" Uncle Wang laughed so hard that his eyes disappeared.

"Yes, come if you want to eat... Hey, something is wrong." Wang Yilong realized it belatedly and looked at his old father. "You are the uncle, then who am I? How come I am a descendant just to eat a meal?"

Uncle Wang took a sip of his wine and said, "I'm so happy now, have you forgotten it?

Stop talking, eat! This pork ribs taste good..."

As Uncle Wang kept chattering, Qiu Ling tried every dish.

The braised pork ribs are really a must! The meat is tender and the sauce is full of flavor. Once you start eating, you can't stop. It's so delicious that you want to chew the bones into pieces and swallow them into your stomach.

After eating and drinking, Wang Yilong brought another large plate of frozen pears. The room was warm and the pears were slowly melting.

Uncle Wang drank some wine during the meal and now, slightly tipsy, he began to talk about his heroic deeds.

Wang Yilong has listened to it so many times that his ears are covered with calluses.

But today there seems to be something new.

As Uncle Wang was talking, he started talking about his wife.

There was moisture in his cloudy eyes: "Hua'er, you died too early, look at how successful your son is now.

If you were here, we could go guard the gate together, and I wouldn't be alone."

Wang Yilong rolled his eyes and complained loudly: "My mother's dream is to travel around the world. How can she have time to guard the door with you?"

Uncle Wang sat up suddenly.

"You damned boy, why do you want me to guard the door for you?"

"You have thick skin."

"I'm going to beat you to death! You're such a filial son."

The father and son started a fierce chase in the yard.

Uncle Wang chased and cursed, and Wang Yilong ran and talked back.

One is a CEO, the other is the CEO's father, these two really didn't treat Qiu Ling as an outsider.

Well, she was full anyway.

I simply got up and ran to the warehouse to open the door.

When she arrived at the place, she waited for another half an hour until it was completely dark and it started to snow heavily, and then the convoy delivered the sausages.

Qiu Ling couldn't wait to move the wooden table into the warehouse and put all the sausages online into the system.

The system received all of them, indicating that there was no spoilage in the 4 kilograms of products.

Regarding pricing, Qiu Ling also thought about it for a long time. She didn't buy any sausage in 2024 and didn't know the specific price.

We are not afraid of pricing too high, but we are afraid of pricing too low and being discovered by our investors.

After much deliberation, she finally decided to set the price at 70 yuan per kilogram. Thinking about the shelf life issue, she limited each person to only one order.

Feeling a little nervous, Qiu Ling rubbed her hands and typed: [My fellow Liuzi, get up and have fun! ]