Wheat is divided into spring and winter seasons. One of the biggest main sources of their village, the annual output of the village can reach two million kilograms.

This is a huge number, and almost none of them can be eaten at one time, which has caused great trouble to their sales. Li Xun has always hoped that a large merchant can cooperate with each other in a long time.

So, when he found out that Li Weiyin was running such a huge restaurant, he couldn't help but feel excited and hoped to reach a cooperation.

"If Mrs. Xu can guarantee that all the flour production in our village will be obtained at one time every year, I will organize a meeting tomorrow and invite the village cadres and representatives from each family to discuss, so that Mrs. Xu will definitely give Mrs. Xu a reasonable price."

"As long as the quality is guaranteed, there is no problem at all." Li Weiyin was not scared by this quantity at all.

She runs a restaurant, and flour is a must-have for many foods.

Two million kilograms are only 2,000 tons. She quickly filtered the food that needed flour in her mind, and felt that the amount should not be much different from the annual consumption of the hotel.

"Mrs. Xu, you have the courage. Don't worry. Our village must ensure that in terms of quality, we will never smash our signatures." This is the biggest advantage of their village. God rewards food. Whoever dares to cheat will cut off the entire village's financial path.

"I also hope that we can cooperate successfully." Li Weiyin smiled and nodded, looked at Lao Zhang's head, and then spoke inadvertently, "Captain Li, I am very interested in Grandpa Zhang's straw paintings, and I also hope to cooperate with Grandpa Zhang for a long time. Please help me persuade me."

The intellectuals who were well-educated as civil servants were naturally aware of the elegant meaning when they heard the string songs. Li Weiyin said that long-term cooperation would not be as simple as one or two paintings.

If Lao Zhang agreed, the wheat straw in the village would be another income, and this skill can also be passed down in the village, which may become a major feature of their village.

All of this is related to his political achievements, and of course he will not refuse.

"How much does flour cost per pound?" When I was going to bed at night, Mr. Xu couldn't help asking, he really didn't know.

"Two or three dollars per pound." Li Weiyin replied while rubbing her face.

"So cheap?" Mr. Xu was frightened.

"Or what do you think?" Li Weiyin looked at Mr. Xu from the mirror with annoyance.

"If we follow this price, we will take the middle, which is only one kilogram of five yuan, two million kilograms, which is ten million." Mr. Xu calculated, "There are more than 500 households in their village. In this way, each household can get 20,000 yuan in a year, which is their biggest source of income..."

"I think it's too little?" Li Weiyin turned around and looked at Mr. Xu, who was not in the world, "Do you know that the staff who live at the grassroots level may save less than 20,000 yuan a year.

This is just their main source, not all. They live here, and the cost of living will be extremely low. In this way, their income is higher than that of many workers."

Mr. Xu, who had never made up money for money and had no experience in working outside, scratched his head awkwardly and quickly changed the topic: "What can a pound of flour be used for?"
Chapter completed!