Traveling through 70's wine

Chapter 214 Mo Zhenzhen

Zou Jie discovered a new business opportunity for the grain company from this incident and decided to expand grain sales to other customers, such as wineries, food factories, including some schools and factory canteens. He suggested to Li Zhonghua that offices be set up in other grain-producing areas to purchase more grain.

When he saw that Li Zhonghua, who came in at the same time, became his leader, he became more motivated. He didn't want to just look after the winery and feed factory, so he decided to do a good job in sales and let Wen Qing see his contribution.

Wen Qing, the general manager of the grain company, is happy to see employees' demands for progress. Of course, the primary task is the source of grain. In this regard, she has delegated a lot of power to the deputy general manager and agreed to increase the company's purchasing staff.

Some of Li Zhonghua's comrades-in-arms were in bad circumstances after retiring from the army. He recruited a few of them and planned to train them before sending them to other areas.

Since Wen Qing suggested that the feed factory tap its internal potential, they adjusted the pig feed formula. After two months of pilot testing, the new formula was as effective in feeding pigs as the old formula, so it was officially put into production.

When Wen Qing arrived at the feed factory, Xu Shengli said with a smile, "Director Wen, you finally have time to summon me."

I brought Zheng Xiaoqiang and the chief financial officer Gao Wenxing to report to her on the production and operation situation of the previous month. Since the new formula reduced the proportion of rice and increased wheat bran, rice bran and oil cakes, grain consumption decreased significantly and costs were reduced by 12%. Since the fat content of the feed was increased, the fattening effect was better and the sales volume of the feed increased by 30%.

Xu Shengli increased the market share of surrounding towns and villages to 70%, especially the pig farmers in Yunlin Town, Fangshan County and Daxing County, who signed agreements with them. The feed factory regularly delivers pig feed to the contracted pig farmers, and the brand image is very good.

After listening to Xu Shengli's report, Wen Qing asked, "What is the monthly output of our feed factory now?"

"About 1000 tons."

Wen Qing did the math in her mind. 1000 tons of feed a month is enough to feed 3 pigs. If she wants to sell more feed, she needs to have a large enough pig breeding scale. She has no intention of opening a pig farm of her own for the time being, so she has to encourage farmers to raise more pigs.

Farmers raise pigs to make money, so she asked Xu Shengli to open up farmers' sales channels and promote the meat processing plant to sign a guaranteed purchase agreement with farmers, so that the feed factory bears the risk of the minimum purchase price.

Although Xu Shengli didn't understand why Wen Qing wanted to cooperate with the meat processing plant, it was not difficult to establish a relationship with the meat processing plant.

He went to see Secretary Ma, and Secretary Ma went to see the district leaders. Xu Shengli successfully got the opportunity to treat the leaders to a meal, and soon he established a good relationship with the leaders of the meat processing plant. Subsequent cooperation became a natural thing. The key is that this price guarantee agreement is equivalent to a subsidy to the meat processing plant, which is not a bad thing. Of course, the meat processing plant cannot deliberately lower the purchase price of pork, and the feed factory also has ways to restrain them.

Wen Qing assigned another topic to Zheng Xiaoqiang and the technical department, which was to continue to optimize sow feed during pregnancy and piglet feed, so that it should not only have the effect of fattening pigs, but also be able to improve the immunity of pigs.

This is because the nutritional requirements of pregnant sows and piglets are different from those of normal pigs. They only have these three products, so adjustments must be made to reduce costs.

In addition, Wen Qing also asked them to think about how to develop new products. The annual output of the feed factory will exceed 2 tons. It is relatively simple to only make pig feed. Now their food supply is sufficient, so they can develop chicken feed, fish feed, etc. These meats are also necessary components of everyone's table.

Zheng Xiaoqiang nodded, and started adjusting the formula with the people from the technical department, constantly conducting comparative experiments on the new formula. Seeing that they were well-organized, Wen Qing did not urge him any further.

Wen Qing returned to the winery office from the feed factory when she suddenly received a call from the Weinan Office in Beijing, saying that a woman had come today and was said to be the former owner of the yard, and that person hoped to meet Wen Qing.

Wen Qing immediately remembered the things she had taken out from the basement. She had been waiting for their owner, and now that they appeared, Wen Qing felt mixed emotions.

Wen Qing drove to the Yulinhu Weinan Office in Beijing and met the person who was looking for her in the reception room. She was a woman about 50 years old, thin, plainly dressed, with gray hair, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, and her face was a little yellow and dark. It seemed that her life situation was not very good.

She took the initiative to introduce herself: "My name is Mo Zhenzhen, and this yard used to be my home."

Wen Qing shook hands with her, and they sat down. She continued to introduce that her Mo family was a scholarly family. Her great-grandfather was a Jinshi in the previous dynasty and had served as an editor in the Hanlin Academy. Her grandfather also passed the imperial examination and was a scholar. Her father inherited the mantle of his ancestors and was quite accomplished in Chinese studies. The Mo family was well-off. Her father went abroad to study Western literature when he was young. After returning to China, he went from Jiangnan to Beijing University to teach. Her mother was a lady from a prominent family. She and her father had been childhood sweethearts and had been together all their lives. She choked up as she spoke.

Wen Qing poured a cup of tea and handed it to her. Mo Zhenzhen took the cup, stopped talking, and slowly blew the tea leaves on the water. Her mood gradually stabilized and she continued to reminisce.

Her father spent his whole life studying Chinese classics, traveling the sea of ​​ink and writing many books. During the turbulent years, he was not accepted by the world, and his parents passed away one after another. There were four sisters in total, an older brother, an older sister, and she was the third. She also had a younger brother. They were all forced to leave home in their early years. When they decided to sell the yard, she was in the bitter cold of the northwest, and her life was very difficult. She also needed the money, so she agreed to sell the house.

Later, she received her father's suicide note from his good friend. In the letter, Mo Zhenzhen mentioned that he regretted that his work was not completed. Her emotions fluctuated as she narrated, but she still tried to remain calm. At this point, she asked hopefully, "Comrade Xiao Wen, I don't know if you found my father's draft when you were cleaning the house? If so, if so, please, please..." Her voice gradually lowered.

Wen Qing sighed inwardly and asked, "I wonder what job you do now, Sister Mo?"

Mo Zhenzhen said: "I graduated from the 64 class of university. Later I was sent to the northwest. Now I am working at the Shaanxi Provincial Documentation Center after being rehabilitated."

She graduated as a college student in 64 and is only in her 40s now, which shows that she has suffered a lot.

Wen Qing said calmly: "Sister Mo, I found a few wooden boxes in the basement of the house. There should be Mr. Mo's manuscripts in them. I have never touched those things. I wonder if you want to take them away?"

Mo Zhenzhen stood up excitedly, "That's great, that's great."

Then he said helplessly: "Xiao Wen, I, I, have no money..."

Wen Qing smiled and said, "Sister Mo, I've been waiting for you to contact me."

Mo Zhenzhen suddenly covered her face and started crying, her thin shoulders trembling.

Wen Qing did not try to persuade her, thinking that having a chance to cry was a blessing.

The two said goodbye to the Weinan Office in Beijing. Mo Zhenzhen got in her car and returned to Huashuijing Lane. Wen Qing opened a room and said, "Sister Mo, everything is here."

Mo Zhenzhen looked at the six wooden boxes on the wooden shelf. The wooden boxes were the copper-covered mahogany boxes that she had seen at home before. The boxes were just buckled but not locked. When she opened the lids, she saw the vases, clothes, books and manuscripts inside. She thought about how desperate her parents were when they packed up these things, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.