"Is the price of Pu'er tea going up?" Ding Shixi heard Jiang Zhijun's retelling of Yang Rui's request and couldn't help but wonder. Read a book? W? WW·KANSHU·COM

　　

Jiang Zhijun shook his head and said: "Nothing, I asked several people, Kunming tea factory, Menghai tea factory, and Guangzhou tea factory. There is no news. Although the Canton Fair has raised a little price, it is not worth investing. how much is it."

　　

　　 "Where is the Light Industry Bureau?"

　　

"No more news. They asked me." Jiang Zhijun smiled bitterly: "It's all about us in Beijing. What news have you heard? Tell me, what news can we hear in Beijing? It's all irrelevant. People come and go."

　　

Ding Shiyi pondered for a few seconds and then laughed: "Anyway, we have now won a supporting factory. This is the benefit of the first acquisition. The rest, Pu'er tea he likes to buy as much as he likes, let's make it. The supporting factory will do."

　　

　　 Ding 11 has tasted the sweetness from the establishment of the factory.

　　

　　How long has Zhike been built? The money distributed to a few people is more than what he earned in his entire life.

　　

　　Ding Shixi is not familiar with things like pharmaceutical factories, but following the steps of Yang Rui and Qiao Ban, he doesn't think there will be any problems.

　　

　　 Even if there is a problem, what does it matter? Ding Shixi, who has been in the army for a long time, knows that as long as the factory is not compensated, such a policy factory must basically be maintained. Otherwise, the tens of thousands of workers dismantled from state-owned enterprises such as North China Pharmaceuticals will wait. Did they go to the square to make trouble?

　　

　　 There is no food to eat, it is really deadly, and it is more serious than the company's loss.

　　

Jiang Zhijun hesitated for a few seconds, and said: "I call my wife to come over for the supporting factory. She also knows a little bit. You can talk to Zelin and Lao Jiao. I have to go to the bubble tea factory these days. "

　　

　　 "Hey, I said, let's just do our business well? If the tea does not rise, Yang Rui likes to play, so let him play. What's the point of you following."

　　

　　 "Am I going to play?" Jiang Zhijun recalled his previous conversation and said, "If I'm not happy, we can win this supporting factory. Do you think it is because Zhike is doing well?"

　　

"Is not it?"

　　

　　 "Think about it carefully, before Yang Rui gave me the matching factory, we just forced the palace once. ???W?WW??K?ANSHU·COM"

　　

　　Ding Shixi suddenly felt a little guilty, and then he said: "That doesn't count, don't we want to give him shares? He doesn't want it, but he doesn't want it. We can't say that we didn't give it, and it can't be said to force the palace..."

　　

　　 "Okay, what's the use of explaining to me, can you explain to Yang Rui?"

　　

　　 Ding Shixi scratched his head and said nothing. To say that he has been in the army for a long time, and he is usually a grumpy master. He is almost middle-aged, and it is impossible to say that he is afraid of a young man.

　　

　　 However, the power of sugar-coated shells is sometimes not in the shells inside, but in the sweetness of the sugar-coated shells.

　　

　　The income of several million a year is something that Ding Shiyi can't give up. When he thinks about it again, he dare not go to Yang Rui and yell.

　　

　　 Jiang Zhijun sighed, and said, "I think, this time I can get into a supporting factory. Maybe it's the tea money that Yang Rui paid for us. I really have to find someone to run this matter."

　　

　　 "What do you mean? He wants you to use tea for..." Ding eleven rubbed his fingers.

　　

　　 "Not necessarily." Jiang Zhijun paused and said, "He said it in front of Director Hu. I think... Hey, what do I think, I will do it first, and I will talk about it when I come back."

　　

　　 Jiang Zhijun didn't want to think too much, went out and returned to the office, and started making phone calls frantically.

　　

　　 As for Yang Rui's mind, he didn't bother to guess.

　　

　　 The current Pu'er tea, in Jiang Zhijun's view, is a bit expensive. As far as the best-quality foreign trade tea is concerned, the Pu'er loose tea exported 75 years ago was shipped from Guangzhou tea factories to Hong Kong and Macao. It only looked like a few cents per cake, and one more than one kilogram. After 75 years, Yunnan tea factories began to make Pu-erh tea cakes and Pu-erh tea bricks, and prices began to go up.

　　

　　 Now a cake of tea can be sold for one or two yuan, which is much more expensive than before. This is still the price of new tea.

　　

　　 And 75 years, from the perspective of 86 years, only 11 years have passed.

　　

　　 In 11 years, the raw Pu'er tea that is not serious enough has been matured.

　　

　　 To say that buying tea and hoarding it now, in Jiang Zhijun's view, is simply stupid. What is most lacking in the market? It's money!

　　

　　 How many merchants are not paying for the goods now. It is common for half a year to check out and one year to check out. If you are lucky, you will have three years to check out. Why? Because the inflation is so severe, it can save a lot of cost by paying half a year late.

　　

　　 This is an era when bank deposit rates have soared past 10%. Isn’t that crazy if you use the money to buy tea and then save it?

　　

　　 Jiang Zhijun didn't understand Yang Rui's thoughts, but he had to do his best to do things.

　　

　　 No way, Yang Rui dropped a carrot that big in front of him, even if it wasn't an electric one, it was tempting to move forward courageously.

　　

　　 Jiang Zhijun has been doing business in the South for many years. He is also a tea drinker. He just made a round of phone calls and asked about the bottom price. Finally, after thinking about it, he dialed the phone to the Kunming Tea Factory and said, "Old Chen, let alone something good, I didn't think about my brother."

　　

　　 "Yeah, old ginger, do you have something good?" Old Chen smiled on the other end of the phone. These days, the tea factory business, except for the Canton Fair, is counting on the bosses who get rich first in the south.

　　

　　 The Pu-erh tea from 75 years ago, why only a few cents per kilogram, because Yunnan tea companies can not make Pu-erh tea.

　　

To say that Pu'er tea is an old craft in Yunnan, the names of Fuyuanchang and other companies in the early 20th century are bigger than Fukuhara Ai, and the selling price of tea is also very high. There are some exported to Japan and other places, and they are sent to the north. There are also some that sell at high prices.

　　

However, the environment after the founding of the People’s Republic of China was not a good environment for Pu'er tea to survive. For large enterprises like Kunming Tea Factory, it is true that they are named as the provincial capital, but the real business is drying tea, some even only from farmers. Collect the tea in the tea factory and send it to the Guangzhou tea factory.

　　

　　It was in 1973 that tea factories in Kunming, Menghai and other tea factories trial-produced large-leaf Pu'er tea, and began to export to Hong Kong and Macau, in exchange for a lot of foreign exchange.

　　

　　 More than a decade later, several tea factories still rely on the Canton Fair, which is not a small pressure for the managers of all parties.

　　

　　 Jiang Zhijun and Lao Chen had two dinners. At this time, they spoke very relaxedly, saying, "You know Yang Rui who just won the Nobel Prize recently."

　　

　　 "Of course, Yang Rui from Peking University, I'm tired of watching TV. I'm very energetic. What's wrong?"

　　

　　 "He has some interest in your Pu'er tea."

　　

"what?"

　　

　　 "Do you have any good tea to send me some cakes~lightnovelpub.net~ Give us a taste?"

　　

　　 "Is Yang Rui really going to drink it?" Old Chen thought about it.

　　

　　 "Of course, I can lie to you." Jiang Zhijun was amused.

　　

　　 Old Chen pondered for a few seconds, patted the table, and said, "You wait, I have some old tea cakes here, see you in the capital."

　　

　　 "How old is it?"

　　

　　 "Before the Republic of China!" Lao Chen also lost his blood. The Revolution of 1911 was in 1911. Before that, the business of tea factories was privately done, and the tea cakes made by various companies were still very distinctive. Compared with the official tea factories in the late Republic of China, the tea of ​​the company is not only old, but also good.

　　

　　 "Don't just bring old tea. You want new tea. People want to buy more."

　　

"How many?"

　　

　　 "If it's good, there will be tons of demand."

　　

　　 "What is he doing?"

　　

　　 "What do you care? Maybe it's just to refresh the researcher."

　　

　　 "Great! I'm coming by plane, you wait!" Old Chen Le's face was redder than tea.

　　

　　 "Call me again when you arrive." Jiang Zhijun hung up the phone, still stunned. When he spoke to Yang Rui earlier, he said that Old Chen would come, after all, he was not so sure. Now that I found out that I guessed it right, it was very cool.

　　

　　 Thinking that he could handle this matter beautifully, Jiang Zhijun felt that his net worth was going to rise again.