From the tender meeting, it took only two days in total, and all 5,000 piglets were sold short. To be precise, a total of 5,700 piglets were booked out.

According to the standard weight of fifteen kilograms, Wang Quan received a total of 7.98 million yuan per piglet. With this money, the financial pressure suddenly decreased, and Wang Quan was no longer so panicked, although there was still some difference, which was the case with a thousand fat pigs.

After calling Wen Tao, he asked him to take away a thousand pigs and collect the project funds, Wang Quan completely relaxed.

The slaughterhouse has entered the final stage, the machinery and equipment, including the cold storage, have been installed, and have been idle and tried. It is just waiting for the concrete in the yard to solidify and smooth, and it will be completely completed.

"The weather is not very strong, otherwise the concrete will solidify faster."

Pei Gong looked in the yard and complained first, then said with a smile: "Mr. Wang, it will be almost done in two days, and heavy vehicles will be able to enter the site. You have to speed up the first batch of pigs slaughtering. I will stay here for a few days to ensure that the machine is foolproof before leaving."

Finally finished, Wang Quan nodded steadily with a smile hidden in his eyes, "We are all ready. We will start the construction the night after tomorrow. We will kill less for the first time. Let's try the machine with 666 heads and give yourself a happy ending."

...

Since the slaughterhouse officially started construction, Zhang Chenggang has rarely appeared in the market. When he saw Zhang Chenggang come back, many people were surprised and asked with a smile what Zhang Chenggang was busy with recently, and he ignored the business in the store.

"I haven't seen you for so long. Lao Zhang, are you raising a young man outside?"

A person who is more familiar with Zhang Chenggang joked with Zhang Chenggang. Not only was Zhang Chenggang not annoyed, but he also smiled mysteriously and said, "How did you know?"

If you are serious about jokes, whoever loses. Zhang Chenggang is also a person who likes to joke. He is well aware of the truth. He follows the joker with the backhand and said that the person can only laugh dryly and put aside the topic.

After saying hello to someone he knew, Zhang Chenggang returned to the store.

The store has been rented out in advance. Just wait for the slaughterhouse to open, so we can go out here. In order to appease the tenant, he also waived the rent for January.

Recently, the store has gradually reduced shipments, just to get more efficient when evacuating. Seeing Zhang Chenggang coming at noon, Miao Huijuan's eyes lit up and she quickly walked to him and asked quietly, "Has it been done there?"

Zhang Chenggang sat on the chair freely, crossed his legs, nodded proudly, and then said, "It's done, and the construction will start the night after tomorrow. I'll come back to say hello to my friends in the market and sell the first batch of white pork."

When Miao Huijuan heard what he said, her smile became stronger, but she put away her smile not long after, and looked at Zhang Chenggang with a stern face and said, "Then why don't you go find someone quickly, why are you sitting here?"

"I just came back, take a break..."

Seeing Miao Huijuan's eyes getting colder, Zhang Chenggang quickly got up and walked quickly towards other stores.

Most of the bosses who run pork business in the market know each other. Zhang Chenggang found a good-for-business store and walked in. The owner was sitting on a chair playing with his phone when he felt someone coming in. He looked up and saw that it was Zhang Chenggang and asked in surprise: "Lao Zhang? What wind has blown you?"

While talking, he quickly picked up a cigarette on the table and handed it to Zhang Chenggang. After he sat down, he asked, "What? Is there anything wrong with me?"

Zhang Cheng had just lit a cigarette, looked into the room, and then nodded and said, "Don't the sales volume of white strips on your side are quite large? Come and talk to you about a business."

The owner was stunned, then asked in confusion: "Wang Quan started selling white slips?"

Many people in the market know about the relationship between Wang Quan and Zhang Chenggang. After hearing what Zhang Chenggang said, the owner's first reaction was that Zhang Chenggang came to explore the way for Wang Quan.

Zhang Chenggang paused slightly, and his mouth twitched: "Wang Quan and I worked together to build a slaughterhouse in Pingxi. The construction will start the night after tomorrow. They are all pigs raised by themselves. Come and ask if you need it."

"What? You built a slaughterhouse yourself?"

The owner's shock made Zhang Chenggang very satisfied. He pretended to be calm and nodded, and said lightly: "It's not very big, so I just invested 30 to 40 million!"

The shop owner was even more shocked and confused. He looked back and forth on Zhang Chenggang's face. After coming over for a long time, he sighed with regret: "People say that you have to choose the right mother-in-law to get married. It will change when you are here. You are choosing the right son-in-law!"

Seeing that Zhang Chenggang looked unhappy, the owner smiled and quickly changed the topic and said, "How many can you kill? What's the size of the pig?"

Speaking of serious matters, Zhang Chenggang also put away his dissatisfaction just now and said seriously: "Let's kill more than 600 heads on the first day of work. The main thing is to try the machine. There will definitely be more and more in the future. It is not small in size, at least 260 kilograms online. The white strip grade is not guaranteed now, but it will definitely not be too bad. They are all pigs raised from large-scale farms, and their body shape will definitely pass."

After hearing what Zhang Chenggang said, the owner nodded slightly. He was all in the same market. Who doesn’t know who? Zhang Chenggang has a very good character, not the kind of person who uses any means to make money.

"Let's do this. Please inform me the night after work starts. Anyway, it's not far away. I'll go over and see it myself. If the goods are good, I'll pull more."

"Okay, that's it. Just considering that we are all old friends, we will give you a batch first, otherwise these five hundred heads may not be enough for Wang Quan's customers outside."

In the afternoon, Zhang Chenggang transferred all the pork stores in the entire market. Many people said that as long as the price is right, they would definitely support Zhang Chenggang's business.

When he got home in the evening, Zhang Chenggang called Wang Quan, "The peers in the market have said hello. Except for some of the ones with relatively large inventory, everyone else can take a batch more or less. There are also a few people with large shipments ready to go and see before deciding how much to pull. How is your situation?"

"It's pretty good. I contacted two customers who specialize in making white strips. They are both more favorable. Each person has a truckload of goods. If the amount of goods required in the market is quite large, it might not be enough."

Zhang Chenggang nodded with a smile, "It's okay, please give priority to customers outside. The market is close, so you can pick up goods at any time."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Chenggang's face kept smiling. Before the business opened, the goods had been sold. With such a gratifying start, Zhang Chenggang's head had already seen a hot scene after a large number of slaughter.

Time flies quickly, and January 10th is coming in a blink of an eye. Today is the day when the slaughterhouse is unveiled.

Zhang Haoming saw the opening time of the slaughterhouse from his circle of friends, and he had a lot of resentment about this, saying that the slaughterhouse was a test work, and it would be fine if he didn't let himself invest. It would be a bit unreasonable if he didn't notify himself of opening. Early on, he drove to the slaughterhouse to prepare to give Wang Quan an accident.

Looking at the closed door and empty slaughterhouse, Zhang Haoming became messy. He looked at the time and found it was less than eight o'clock, so he was early?

After sitting in the car for half an hour, he finally saw Wang Quan's car. What surprised Zhang Haoming was that there was a bus behind Wang Quan's car.

Wang Quan was a little surprised to see Zhang Haoming's car. After parking the car, he first called Pei Gong and then walked towards Zhang Haoming's car.

"Why are you here?"

Zhang Haoming rolled his eyes and asked back: "Can't I come?"

Getting off the car, looking at the bus not far away, and whispered, "Who is the person in the car?"

"The workshop workers dug up from Sanhui have never been here, so they took them together."

When Wang Quan answered, a few people came out of the venue, and the one who took the lead was Gong Pei. After opening the electric door, Wang Quan got in the car again and drove the car into the factory.

Accompanied by Gong Pei, Wang Quan took the workers around the factory and became familiar with the structure of various places. Wang Quan was surrounded by a man in his forties named Gu Yilong. It was also because of him that Wang Quan was able to successfully dig up so many people.

"Director Gu, how do you feel?"

After walking around the production workshop, Wang Quan took the initiative to ask.

Gu Yilong was the deputy director of the slaughter workshop in Sanhui before. At an employee of his level, Sanhui has paid wages according to the annual salary system, with an annual salary of 100,000 yuan plus an annual bonus.

In order to dig him, Wang Quan paid a considerable price. Now it seems that it is worth it. These workers have a good relationship with Gu Yilong, covering almost every position in the entire slaughter workshop.

"It's pretty good. There are two types of equipment that are more advanced than Sanhui's machines."

In the workshop just now, Mr. Pei had already introduced two newer equipment to the workers. Gu Yilong smiled confidently and said, "As long as the pigs are supplied, the slaughtered volume will definitely not be low. Today, the slaughtered volume of more than 600 heads is smooth, and if everything goes well, it will be done in three hours."

After the workers put the gifts into the dormitory, Zhang Chenggang brought Miao Huijuan to the destination. A middle-aged couple and a young man came with him. This was Zhang Chenggang's cousin and family, responsible for the security work and canteen work in the slaughterhouse.

Two large plates of firecrackers were removed from the trunk and the workers were allowed to spread them out.

At 9:58 in the morning, with Wang Quan's order, firecrackers were lit up, and the red silk blocking the door of the venue was pulled down by Wang Quan and Zhang Chenggang. The opening time was chosen by Zhang Chenggang, which means "just I send it."

"Dingxin Food Co., Ltd."

Everyone present was smiling and looking at the golden signboard. No one noticed that there was a car parked on the side of the road not far away, and the people sitting in the car looked very bad.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, another bus drove into the factory. The bus was a by-product worker drawn from Zhoushi, and many of them were from Luohe's hometown.

Many people will express their congratulations from the bottom of their hearts when they see Wang Quan. The slaughterhouse opened by their boss feels completely different from the place where they contract others. It has a more sense of belonging here, just like their own home.

The lunch was eaten at the venue, and Zhang Chenggang's cousin Zhang Cong tasted very good. Afterwards, Wang Quan realized that this guy who was about the same age as him had contracted the canteen in the school before. He cooked the big pot rice with some skilled stir-frying.

After careful inquiry, I realized that he called Cousin Zhang Shu, which is because of a new brother-in-law?

At three o'clock in the afternoon, He Jinhui brought a pig cart to the slaughterhouse. All the pigs loaded on the cart were pulled out from Wang Quan's farm. A familiar face could be seen on almost every pig cart. He was a director of the cooperative.

After getting off the bus, I first had a lot of festive talks and then started to visit the slaughterhouse. When all the pigs on the bus entered the slaughtering circle, it was unknowingly five o'clock in the afternoon and the sky began to become dark.

Gu Yilong came over to ask Wang Quan if he could start. Wang Quan looked at the workers in full condition and nodded fiercely and said, "Today is the first day we open. Everyone is energetic and do a better job. Let's start work!"

The workers responded together and quickly entered the workplace without urging them. Everyone knew what they should do.

When Zhang Haoming saw this scene, he hummed with a little sourness: "There is no momentum at all."

Wang Quan could hear his discomfort, and ignored him. He turned to look at Zhang Chenggang and said, "Dad, call the people in the market. When they come over, the first batch of white strips should be cleaned up."

Zhang Chenggang walked to the side and called. Wang Quan walked to He Jinhui and the others, handed a cigarette each, and said with a smile: "Everyone has seen it. The normal slaughter of this place in a day should be about 1,500 heads. After the workers and the machines are running in, the slaughtering volume will depend on our cooperative."

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang, there are still many fat pigs waiting to be slaughtered in our cooperative. Everyone knows that the slaughterhouse is about to start construction, so they are all holding on to prepare for you."

Someone echoed Wang Quan's words, and as soon as he finished speaking, someone smiled bitterly and said, "You haven't heard Mr. Wang say that you can kill 1,500 heads a day, but our cooperative's inventory can't even last for a week. Alas, our scale is still not large enough!"

"I'm afraid of it! Recently, many foreign farmers have joined cooperatives. When the news of pig collection in the slaughterhouse will be sent out, I don't believe they don't have live pigs suitable for slaughtering."

He Jinhui said indifferently, with a relaxed smile on his face. He is the person who knows the changes in the cooperative best. Almost every day, farmers from other townships apply to join the cooperative.

As he said that, he looked at Wang Quan again and smiled and said, "Can the members of our cooperative be higher than the price given by pig dealers?"

As soon as he said this, the others looked at Wang Quan with hope.

The slaughterhouse directly collects pigs, saving the intermediate links. Logically speaking, even if the price is appropriate, Wang Quan will not lose money, and may even be a little cheaper than picking up pigs from pig dealers.

Wang Quan smiled lightly, shrugged, and then said: "The first day of today, there was no time to calculate a lot of things. After the accounts were settled, I will give you a satisfactory answer and will definitely not let everyone suffer."

As he said that, he glanced at He Jinhui intentionally or unintentionally, and complained in his heart that Liu Xiaofeng had just started collecting pigs, so how could you play with me? If I really raise the price, can Liu Xiaofeng's business continue?

However, He Jinhui said again: "Liu Xiaofeng told me that he would not participate in the pigs in the cooperative. He was planning to take people to other places around to collect pigs. This would not be a waste of resources, and it would also help you provide more live pigs."

After hearing what he said, Wang Quan suddenly realized, nodded and said nothing more.

"You're busy, we're going home to drink."

He Jinhui said carelessly and took some of their directors back.

Not long after they left, the clients Zhang Chenggang contacted came.
Chapter completed!