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

The group of three walked out of Yanfeng Tower. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, but the number of people in the park had not decreased. Some people were still dancing. Young men and women twisted their bodies wildly and danced disco.

When we were almost at the intersection, we suddenly saw more than a dozen people rushing out of a shop nearby. Two gangs were fighting with knives, and it was very lively.

Zhao Shan's bodyguards came over quickly and protected Zhao Shan.

Liu Xialian asked: "What are they doing? Fighting at night, fighting for territory?"

Zhao Shan nodded: "This is a game hall. The boss changes frequently. Fights happen every now and then. It's a common occurrence. It's either a fight over territory or because they lose too much."

In fact, this so-called game hall is just for playing games, it just has the name of a game hall. Liu Xia Lian is too lazy to care about such trivial matters.

Zhao Shan was still concerned about Liu Xialian, and asked again: "Have you recruited all the distributors for your kimchi factory?"

"No, there is no other solution. Now we just sell it ourselves."

"One person's power is always limited. After the product is made, you should attract investors as soon as possible, either supply and marketing cooperatives or private companies. In short, there should be at least one distributor in each province. Capable distributors have very large sales, so you have to attract investors as soon as possible, by advertising in newspapers and radio stations, or participating in exhibitions."

Liu Xia Lian was a little embarrassed: "So far, we have only made 20,000 jars of kimchi. Once they are sold in surrounding cities and the provincial capital, the stock is gone immediately. That's why we haven't invited any investors or advertised."

"I was anxious. Take your time. It's getting late. Go to bed early." Zhao Shan arranged a large suite for Liu Xialian and Daya. They didn't talk all night. In the morning, Daya was still sleeping. Liu Xialian ran straight to the train station. It wasn't far, only two kilometers. She jogged all the way and lined up to buy tickets. There were no hard seats or hard sleepers for the direct trip from Shimenzhuang to the provincial capital Changchun. Liu Xialian bought two soft sleepers.

When we came back, the mall was already open, and the crowd rushed in as the rolling shutters opened.

Liu Xia Lian hadn't taken a careful look around yet, so she followed the crowd in. The first floor was very huge, with a main area of ​​about 1,000 square meters, and it mainly sold high-end goods, such as watches, radios, bicycles, wall clocks, sewing machines, cosmetics and the like.

The people who buy this kind of things are mainly newlyweds. There are a lot of people getting married these days, so the sales are still quite good. This mall is quite strict with the product quality and after-sales management, so consumers are still very assured.

The newly expanded building of more than 1,000 square meters next to it sells electrical appliances. While most rural areas still have no electricity, electrical appliances have become popular in the city, including black and white televisions, color televisions, refrigerators, freezers, oscillating fans, and ceiling fans.

"My second sister is really capable. She has more than a dozen brands of televisions alone. That's amazing."

Liu Xialian saw an auntie walking in hurriedly with a basket of vegetables and asked immediately, "Auntie, where are you going?"

"It's on the underground first floor. If you buy anything today, you'll get an egg for free. If you want it, go quickly."

The underground first floor is quite large, mainly selling grains, oils, fruits and non-staple foods. Liu Xialian also came in to take a look. Her own kimchi can sell four to five thousand bags every month. Although the quantity is large, it can also be regarded as an advertisement. Because the local watermelons have been put on the market, she has not transported watermelons here. Currently, there are only pickled cabbage, pickled beans, pickled thorn sprouts, pickled bracken and pickled cucumbers produced by the kimchi factory on the shelves.

The aunt just now bought very quickly. She picked up a lot of vegetables and about one pound of pork in the basket. Then she came to the kimchi side and bought a bag of sour beans. The bag was quite big, half a pound, and there was no water in it. It was almost all dry goods.

"Auntie, you like this dish too."

"I love to eat it, and it saves me a lot of trouble. I just sent my child to school. I'm retired, but my wife still works in a textile factory, so I don't cook at noon. It's good to eat this sour bean with rice."

The old lady should have other jobs. After all, she is not very old, about 56 or 57 years old.

After a while, another young man came, about seventeen or eighteen years old. Without saying a word, he took two bags of pickles and left.

In fact, when buying things like this, more people prefer to buy them in grain and oil stores, sundry stores and other places in the vegetable market. It is very inconvenient to buy them in shopping malls.

Liu Xia Lian spent 1.2 yuan and bought two bags of pickles. When she came back, she saw Daya looking anxious.

"Daya, what's wrong?"

"Sister, I thought you didn't want me anymore. I woke up and didn't see you. I looked around for you and I was scared to death."

"Don't let your imagination run wild. I'm going to buy a train ticket home. My second sister has to go out to discuss business. Come on, I'll take you to have breakfast."

There is a village behind the North Mall, with several breakfast stalls in the streets.

The things sold are similar, such as tofu pudding, fried dough sticks, and steamed buns.

"Boss, four bowls of tofu pudding, ten fried dough sticks, and one empty bowl."

"Okay, it'll be here right away." The boss was a couple in their fifties. The service was very good and the food came up in a few minutes.

Liu Xia Lian poured the pickled cucumbers she bought into a bowl and ate it with tofu pudding and fried dough sticks, which had a unique flavor.

The boss was a little curious as to why two people ate so much for breakfast.

Seeing Liu Xialian opening a pickled cucumber, he said, "This cucumber is good, sour and crispy, but the taste is monotonous and not spicy."

"Yes, maybe there was no chili pepper at that time."

Liu Xia Lian took note. It seemed that both pickled cucumbers and pickled beans needed to have more flavors. After all, everyone has their own preferences, and a single flavor would lose some customers.

This bag of cucumbers weighs half a pound. The raw materials and labor costs are only a little over 10 cents. The factory's shipping price is 25 cents. Excluding shipping costs and damage, the snack price is 40 to 50 cents. Ordinary consumers are reluctant to eat so much. This bag of pickled cucumbers worth a few cents can be eaten for at least three or four meals. If it is in South Korea, this bag of vegetables can be used by four or five men to drink for an afternoon. After all, they are famous for drinking without eating vegetables.

After they had breakfast, they planned to go for a walk on Nansan Tiao when they saw Zhao Shan coming in a hurry.

"Third sister, where did you go so early in the morning? I've been looking for you for a long time."

"We went shopping in your mall, and then we got tired and came here to eat something."

"Let's go back to the office and do some business."

Zhao Shan took Liu Xia Lian back to the office on the fifth floor and wrote her a bank draft for two hundred thousand yuan. It was still up to her to deposit the money in the bank or not, but it was two hundred thousand yuan.

"Second sister is really generous, so I'll keep it."

"Keep it. Thanks to your help this time, I not only earned my face back, but also received two pieces of high-quality materials. These are two pairs of bracelets made from the same material as last time. They are given to Daya and her sister."