After Li Shaoan's rice noodle factory had this batch of millet, it officially started operation.

There is a certain loss when milling milled into rice. One pound of rice can make two pounds of rice flour. The daily output of the rice noodles factory is about one thousand pounds. The 20,000 pounds of millet in my hand has been enough for a long time.

Looking at Zhao Xuemei, the batch of millet that she had obtained with great effort at that time has been received. There were a few deadbeats dragging them back but Niu Tiezhu put them all out and vomited them all.

In addition to the 20,000 kilograms that Li Shaoan dragged, he still has 15,000 kilograms in his hand. These millets are piled up in the village warehouse and the warehouse rental fee is settled every day. Although this money is not much, it is an inevitable expense.

What made Zhao Xuemei even more uncomfortable was that there was too much millet in this batch, and it was meaningless to continue to be pressed in her hands. She had to find a way to cash in as soon as possible.

It was with this idea that Zhao Xuemei came to Yangqiao Town, and she had to find a way out for the batch of millets in her hands.

Today I met a town market. Everyone from the countryside came to the town and sold their local specialties along the streets on both sides of the national highway. Many of them had just harvested rice and carried millet to sell them.

Seeing the crowds of people, Zhao Xuemei caught a look at an old man in his fifties. The old man was strong and could carry a shoulder pole to the market. Two large baskets were filled with fresh rice.

"Uncle, who are you selling this millet to?" Zhao Xuemei asked politely.

"Oh, I can't sell it." The old man sighed.

Zhao Xuemei's lips opened slightly: "Oh? What's going on? Your grain looks very good. Doesn't the grain store collect it?"

The old man paused and said, "Hey, don't mention it, how can you sell grain stores? That's too cheap. You have to sell it to a rice factory or a rice noodle factory."

"Then go to the rice noodle factory or rice factory. What's the anger of you?"

"When they go to the rice factory, they think that my number is too small, not enough for them to get stuck between their teeth. They have to crush 20,000 kilograms of grain a day."

"Twenty thousand pounds!"

Zhao Xuemei secretly exclaimed that Yangqiao Town is just a small town. There is only one rice factory in the whole town, including several surrounding towns. I didn’t expect that the demand was so high that I would get 20,000 kilograms of millet a day.

According to this, it is indeed the reason. The old man’s grain is not enough to hold a gap between his teeth. So holding 15,000 kilograms of grain in his hand can make people look at it a little bit for the rice factory.

"Then have you ever gone to the rice noodle factory to check it out?" Zhao Xuemei asked again.

The old man said helplessly: "I don't want to go to the rice noodle factory either."

"The new rice noodle factory told the public that it had received enough millet and no longer needed to collect them. So everyone went to the old rice noodle factory, and there were crowds of people there, and today they were full and they were not collected. My family couldn't finish eating the millet for a year, so who should I sell it to?"

Zhao Xuemei suddenly had some simple thoughts in her mind, and there might be a lot of things to do in this millet.

"Old man, where are you from?"

"Huangshi Village." Seeing that Zhao Xuemei was born with a bright and shiny look and dressed quite noble, the old man said, "Girl, are you from the town? You don't look like you are from the village."

"Coincidentally, old man, I am from Tieshanwan." Zhao Xuemei said with a smile.

"Oh, it's a coincidence. Then we are still in the neighboring village." The old man said excitedly.

Zhao Xuemei immediately pulled the old man to ask about the situation in Huangshi Village, mainly knowing the rice in Huangshi Village.

There is no family like Zhao Xuemei who collects millet like in Huangshi Village. In addition, no one is willing to sell them to grain shops, so most of the villagers' millets are in their hands.

It was precisely when Zhao Xuemei found out about this situation that she wanted to say that no one collected the millet in Huangshi Village, so why didn't she collect them all?

But the idea is good. The most problem now is that there is no funds on hand and there is nothing we can do if we want to collect millet.

Without that old man from Huangshi Village, Zhao Xuemei went straight to the rice factory and wanted to talk to the person in charge here about the corn.

This rice factory is a pillar enterprise in the town. The factory covers a large area and can park a row of heavy trucks in the fence. In addition to the large factory building, there are also ten towering cylindrical granaries, all of which are piled with millet to be crushed.

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard a rumbling noise from the factory. Zhao Xuemei felt that the cochlea was full of this buzzing sound, which was so noisy that it was almost blown up, but she still suppressed the discomfort and walked in.

There is a row of rice mills in the center of the factory, each one is working hard to make a desperate move. The millet is poured in, the white rice is crushed out, and there are workers on duty and guarding next to it.

Zhao Xuemei's appearance immediately caused the workers in the factory to stop their work.

Usually, these big men are working very enthusiastically in the factory, so there is no woman to see. Today is different. A woman appeared at the gate. Not only a woman, but also an extremely beautiful woman, which almost made everyone look straight.

"Hey, hey, Qiangzi, look over there."

"So, the sun has come out to the west. When did our broken place come so beautifully?"

"Look, Tan Aiguo, that bastard, came over as soon as he saw that there was a beautiful girl."

Two workers whispered in private, and another guy who looked a bit like the head of the factory hurriedly came to the door and smiled at Zhao Xuemei, "This woman, what are you doing in our rice factory?"

Zhao Xuemei smiled slightly and said, "Hello comrade, my surname is Zhao, my name is Zhao Xuemei, from Tieshanwan. I have a batch of millet in my hand recently and want to sell it to the rice factory."

"Oh, I'm here to sell millet. Hello, hello, my name is Tan Aiguo, and I'm the team leader here."

This person named Tan Aiguo is the leader of the rice factory. He usually takes charge of several workers under his command, but he can't do the specific rice collection.

If it were ordinary people, Tan Aiguo wouldn't bother to deal with him, so he would go wherever he could fight. But today I saw Zhao Xuemei, especially the faint smile just now, almost got his soul away, so I naturally had to show off in front of the beauty and get close to it.

Zhao Xuemei asked, "Team Leader Tan, can you talk to you about collecting rice?"

Tan Aiguo wanted face, but he couldn't say that it was not possible in front of Zhao Xuemei, but he didn't dare to agree. He asked, "I wonder how much millet you have? Our factory demand is quite large, so we don't collect rice from ordinary farmers, but we just pull it directly from the grain store."

"Twenty thousand kilograms." Zhao Xuemei deliberately said high, saying 5,000 kilograms of grain in her hand.

However, Tan Aiguo still looked embarrassed and stammered: "Comrade Xuemei, tell you the truth. The amount of 20,000 jin is too small for our rice factory. Generally, we don't need to talk about this amount. But I can help you convey it to our factory director. As long as he can nod, 20,000 jin is not a big problem."

Zhao Xuemei probably understood what was going on and thanked her with a smile: "Then I would like to thank Team Leader Tan. Please mention it to the factory director."

"It's easy to say, a small matter." Tan Aiguo smiled greasy, showed his fox's tail, and began to talk to Zhao Xuemei, "Comrade Xuemei, where are you from? Why haven't you seen you in the town?"

"The people of Tieshanwan usually come to the town." Zhao Xuemei said.

"I just said, as long as you have seen a woman like you, you will never forget it." Tan Aiguo said sweet words and finally revealed his original intention, "Do you have time to wait for lunch together?"

If it were the past, Zhao Xuemei would have shook him cold face and was too lazy to pay attention to it. But now she has something to ask for, and even if she wants to refuse, she should not be too direct. Wen Wan smiled and said, "Sorry, Team Leader Tan, I'm afraid it won't work today. I have other things."
Chapter completed!