Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

Liu Xialian continued, "The second way is that I will buy the agricultural machinery factory and you will be the factory director. You will lead your team of skilled drivers to design and manufacture vehicles, starting with tricycles. After a few years or even more than ten years, you can become a large factory with annual sales of tens of thousands of vehicles. You will gain both fame and fortune. I will give you 3% of the shares. By then, you will be very rich and have a high status, with a net worth of tens of millions."

Liu Daqiang didn't dare to think about it. A family with an annual income of 10,000 yuan was already considered wealthy. How would it feel to have a net worth of 10 million yuan?

"And what if I fail? Will I be in debt, or will you punish me?"

Liu Xia Lian almost burst out laughing: "No, Daqiang, what are you thinking? We are a formal enterprise. All enterprises here never borrow money. If you operate normally, make a loss, or go bankrupt, only your bonus will be deducted, and your basic salary will still be paid normally. The worst result is that you will come back to drive your tractor and can no longer be the factory director."

Liu Daqiang took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I've decided. I agree. I have a lot of experience in making cars, so I should be able to make a good one. Are we going to use our breakthrough point to make a battery tricycle?"

Liu Xialian shook her head: "The new factory has too few staff and insufficient productivity. If we start making electric tricycles right away, the market will open up and there will be many customers, but our production cannot keep up. At this time, other large factories will flock to it, and we will be making wedding clothes for others. Develop the battery tricycle first, but don't release it. Make the diesel tricycle first. Diesel tricycles have strong carrying capacity and high speed. They are suitable for agricultural use and small business use. Maintain it first and build up the production team, and then launch the electric tricycle, create a brand, and have both production and sales booming, then you will succeed."

Liu Daqiang nodded heavily: "Okay, no problem, don't worry, I will do a good job."

Liu Xia Lian picked up the phone on the table and called County Magistrate Ma. The secretary answered the phone.

"Hello, hello, is this County Magistrate Ma?"

"County Magistrate Ma is in a meeting now. Where?"

"Linchang Pickle Factory, Liu Xialian, I heard that the agricultural machinery factory is for sale, I am considering buying it, is this the responsibility of County Magistrate Ma?"

"Director Liu, come on later. I'll tell Magistrate Ma after the meeting is over."

Liu Xia Lian hung up the phone, but Liu Daqiang was still excited and his heart was beating too fast.

"Well, Director, after we acquired the agricultural machinery factory, can we only produce tricycles?"

"No, we can build armored vehicles if we have that much strength, but we have to eat one bite at a time. It's just like going to the mountains. At the beginning, we pick mushrooms and dig wild vegetables. Only when we are stronger can we dig ginseng and hunt wild boars."

"Okay, okay, I understand. I'll go down first. I have to go to the provincial capital later."

Liu Daqiang went downstairs, Liu Xia Lian washed her face and came to the production workshop, which was very spectacular.

The first step is cleaning and sorting. Bundles of Chinese mustard are untied here, yellow and rotten leaves are cleaned, and roots with soil are removed. After being neatly arranged, they are put into the pool for cleaning, and then rinsed under the faucet. Then they are hung on ropes to dry. The huge space of the forest farm is very useful.

The second step is to put the fish into the vat. A layer of salt is placed on the bottom of the vat, and then a layer of vegetables is placed on top. The female workers all wear hoods and masks, and they all press the fish into the vat little by little by hand.

Xu Changyuan is experienced and is very particular about how much salt to use in each vat and how many vegetables to put in. The third process is to cut the pickled vegetables with a semi-automatic vegetable cutter, put them into packaging bags, seal them, and then pack them into boxes and store them in the warehouse, waiting to be sold.

For high-salt kimchi like this, the shelf life is already very long, so there is no need to sterilize it. If it is a low-salt product, it still needs to be sterilized.

Factory production scenes have been on TV, newspapers and radio, and some people always think that all kimchi is made by feet. But there is absolutely no such thing at the Xialian kimchi factory. Hair covers and masks must be worn, and the hygiene requirements are considered strict in this era.

Liu Xia Lian always visits the raw material warehouse, storehouse, and dormitory from time to time. In addition to checking production quality, fire prevention and theft prevention are also very important.

The forest farm is far away from the county town and has no professional firefighting service, only the firefighting service of the forest farm security department. The three water tanker trucks are actually used for irrigation and are equipped with gasoline water pumps, so they can act as fire trucks in emergencies.

Liu Xialian was checking when the security guard at the door came over and whispered, "Director, County Magistrate Ma has arrived and is parking the car."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

When Liu Xia Lian arrived at the parking lot, County Magistrate Ma and his secretary were already carrying small bags and heading to the office: "County Magistrate Ma, Secretary Li, why are you here?"

County Magistrate Ma smiled and said, "Why, you are not welcome?"

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome, both of you please."

Liu Xia Lian invited the two to her office and made some good tea.

County Magistrate Ma went straight to the point and asked, "Xia Lian, I heard you want to buy the county agricultural machinery factory?"

"Yes, I have considered this. There are several employees from the agricultural machinery factory in our factory's transport team. Once upon a time, the steam tractors produced by the agricultural machinery factory could run in the fields. The Northeast is the country's granary, and the degree of mechanization determines the grain output, so I want to contribute to the country's construction."

County Magistrate Ma was very pleased to hear this. He was very clear about the nature of the farm machinery factory. Now all the good equipment and tools were gone. There were only some scrap copper and iron and dozens of acres of factory area left. The factory building could still be used, but it would not last for a few years. The farm machinery factory had been sold for three months, and no one had taken over the burden.

When County Magistrate Ma was feeling overwhelmed, he unexpectedly heard Liu Xia Lian said she wanted it, and he was immediately overjoyed.

"I'll give you the lowest price, fifty thousand yuan. But I have a few requests. Can you agree to them?"

Liu Xialian said: "Please tell me, County Magistrate Ma. As long as the request is not too unreasonable, I will definitely agree to it."

"First, all 56 male workers and 10 female workers will be accepted, and their wages will not be lower than their original wages."

"Of course. As long as they can work normally, they will be accepted, and their salary will be increased by 20%. But private companies are not the same as before, after all. Those who just want to get by and eat for free will not be accepted."

"Okay, that's no problem. You definitely have the autonomy to manage, and the county won't interfere. The second request is that I hope you can continue to run the original kindergarten and clinic of the agricultural machinery factory. The kindergarten has seven teachers, and their salaries are in the early 40s. There's no pressure on the clinic, with two doctors and two nurses, and they can make a living on their own."

"That's no problem. I will definitely continue to run the kindergarten, and there will be no problem with the clinic either."

County Magistrate Ma sighed, "I was thinking there would be a fierce bargaining battle, but I didn't expect you to agree to whatever I said. It made me feel like my punch was in vain."