Zhang Yan was more at ease and more sure that his approach was correct.

He has been struggling with whether to prepare so much food.

If it were just him, Tong Mei, and his future children, Zhang Yan didn't need to make any preparations. The materials rewarded by the system would be enough for him to survive three years of natural disasters.

However, he still has family and parents. Although his parents are unreliable, they are also their parents, so they cannot ignore them.

There is also my grandfather, my uncle, and many comrades-in-arms, which cannot be ignored.

Therefore, Zhang Yan chose to continue to buy food.

Making grain into grain bricks is also convenient to take it out at that time.

My uncle's contentment made Zhang Yan firmly believe in helping my uncle's family and tide over the difficulties in the future.

According to the system's past reward rules, when the wheat harvest is next year, he will get a reward of more than 10,000 yuan. He is planning to make all the money into grain bricks and store it.

Grain bricks are not delicious, but they can help you.

Zhang Yan wanted to invite his uncle and second uncle to have dinner, but his uncle and others were worried that it would not be safe to put so much food here and refused to go.

Zhang Yan had no choice but to say that he could only call him and ask his uncle and second uncle to help him watch first.

On a bicycle, he found a shop selling cooked food. Zhang Yan bought two kilograms of pork head meat and two pig ears, and then bought two bottles of Erguotou and ten white flour steamed buns.

The steamed buns sold outside are much more expensive than those in the factory. A half pound of white flour steamed bun costs 2 cents per pound and a grain coupon.

After returning to the yard with the things, my uncle and second uncle fell asleep leaning against the wall.

I was busy all night yesterday, but today I went to find Zhang Yan again, but I had no rest.

"Uncle, second uncle, have something to eat!

After eating breakfast, you have been busy all night and go home to rest early.” Zhang Yan said with distress.

"It's okay, I haven't slept all night, what are you afraid of?" my uncle grinned.

"Yanzi, why do you buy such things? It's a waste if you can't eat them."

"It's okay, I can't take it back if I can't eat it, so I'll give it to my nephews and nieces." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"You kid!" said my uncle and said nothing more.

My nephew has the ability, so he doesn't have much to eat for a meal.

After dinner, Zhang Yan sent his eldest and second uncle away.

Only then did Zhang Yan return to the main hall and put all the flour and corn flour into the space.

The flour and corn flour are all filled in a bag of noodles, so you don’t need to put it in the box anymore.

The flour and cornmeal are 100 kilograms per bag. The flour does not take up a lattice, and the cornmeal accounts for half a lattice.

Unfortunately, flour and cornmeal cannot be placed in the same grid, otherwise the two grids will be just right.

Zhang Yan was a little confused. Since using a wooden box can be used to nest dolls, how can it not be replaced with a noodle bag?

Not only flour, but rice is not good either.

It is also rice, and it cannot be placed in the same grid if it is not produced.

This made Zhang Yan a little depressed.

After collecting the flour and cornmeal, the bacon was then put into the space.

The bacon is all filled with ceramic jars. One ceramic jar contains thirty kilograms of bacon, and another lattice is occupied.

Looking at the ceramic jar, Zhang Yan remembered that he had always felt that he had ignored something before, but now he realized that he was ignoring the container.

Whether it is the dough pocket or the ceramic jar, it does not appear out of thin air, it is all bought by my uncle and the others for money.

It seems that I have not paid for the ceramic jar.

Since my uncle didn't mention it, he should have already counted this part of the money.

Forget it, let's talk about it later.

Zhang Yan thought about it and had to give up for the time being.

He pushed his bicycle out, locked the hospital door, and rode his bicycle back to Hongxing Hospital.

"Brother Zhang, Dean Liang is looking for you."

"Okay, I understand!" Zhang Yan agreed and turned around to Lao Liangtou's office.

"Director Liang, are you looking for me?"

"Well! Let me tell you a good news. The sales of Chinese patent medicines we produce have been negotiated. Tongrentang and Baitasi Pharmacy promised to purchase goods from us. Xicheng Hospital and Jishuitan Hospital also promised to purchase goods from us."

Lao Liangtou said to Zhang Yan happily.

This is good news.

I didn’t expect that Lao Liangtou’s relationship network was so powerful, and it opened up sales in such a short time.

Zhang Yan still likes to prescribe decoctions for patients. Unless the kind who clearly says that they don’t want to take traditional Chinese medicine, Zhang Yan will prescribe Chinese patent medicines, so Hongxing Hospital itself sells in general.

Most of them were prescribed by doctors Zhen Jia.

"However, now a new problem has emerged, that is, our output cannot keep up. Can you see if you can find a few more pharmaceutical masters from your hometown?" Lao Liangtou was worried happily.

The profit of Chinese patent medicine is quite large, and the gross profit exceeds 100%. This is the reason why he did not dare to ask for it too much.

It was just doubled on the basis of the cost. Originally, Lao Liang wanted this price for the other party to bargain, but unexpectedly, the other party agreed without paying the price at all.

This surprised Lao Liangtou very much.

In the 1950s, although everyone did not aim to make money, it was always a good thing to be able to make money.

With more money, their Hongxing Hospital spoke loudly in the factory, so they would be confident if they made any requests.

"Director Liang, it's easy to find someone. But we used to arrange the five houses and now these people are at the limit. If we increase the staff, there is no extra space." Zhang Yan thought for a while and said.

The production method of Hongxing Hospital Pharmaceutical Factory is very primitive, and most of them are the oldest and most traditional pharmaceutical methods.

When crushing medicinal materials, they rely on cutting with knife, grinding with medicine mills, pestle and burgundy, which is very inefficient.

"Yes, there seems to be nothing suitable for the idle houses in the factory now." Lao Liangtou scratched his head a little.

"Director Liang, in fact, increasing production capacity does not necessarily require increasing manpower. We can start by improving the production process."

“Improving the production process?”

"Yes, didn't I write a order last time? As long as I buy the mechanical equipment on it, it can greatly increase production efficiency." Zhang Yan reminded.

Last time, Zhang Yan proposed to purchase machinery and equipment for producing Chinese patent medicines, but the factory did not take it seriously.

I don't know if I can't buy it or I simply didn't buy it.

Zhang Yan probably has a greater possibility of not buying it.

The equipment he wanted was not advanced mechanical equipment. As early as the Republic of China, similar mechanical equipment had already been available.

The Chinese patent medicine pharmaceutical factories during the Republic of China had already achieved mechanized production, but the current Hongxing Hospital was not as good as the pharmaceutical factories during the Republic of China.

"You talk about those equipment? OK, I'll urge you to ask the purchasing department to hurry up and buy it back." Lao Liangtou then remembered the equipment list that Zhang Yan gave him, and nodded embarrassedly and said.
Chapter completed!