Chapter 1035: Thought No One Wanted It, But It Turned Out to Be Quite Popular

In the reception room of the acquisition station, three plates were placed in front of Zhao Hui, with beef and mutton jerky of different flavors in the plates.

These jerky pieces were cut very small, much smaller than what Li Long had made before, and a bowl of warm boiled water was placed next to them.

"You eat one piece, take a sip of water to rinse, wash away the flavor in your mouth, and then eat the next piece, and finally you decide which types of beef and mutton jerky you want." Li Long pointed to the bowl of water and said, "If you don't rinse, the residual flavor will affect the taste."

"Hey, you're quite particular about this." Zhao Hui didn't expect Li Long to be so "professional."

"Haha, I learned it from movies and TV shows." Li Long smiled—this was indeed learned from TV programs.

For example, things like *The God of Cookery*.

Zhao Hui followed Li Long's instructions and picked up a piece of beef jerky to eat. Because Li Long had made it so formal beforehand, he had to be careful when eating it.

But to be honest, it was really fragrant.

"This flavor is not bad." Zhao Hui said after chewing only twice, "I want this flavor."

According to Li Long's instructions, after rinsing his mouth, he tasted another type—actually, if Li Long hadn't asked him to taste each one, he would have wanted to eat a few more pieces of the first flavor.

"This one is also okay, it doesn't feel as good as the one just now, but it's not bad either, I want some of this too..."

After tasting a total of five flavors, Zhao Hui actually thought they were all good, especially the cumin flavor, saying that no one in his hometown had ever made this flavor, and it would definitely be very popular.

Li Long was very satisfied, but also a little worried. Wasn't Zhao Hui here to buy skins? Why did it feel like jerky had become his main business?

"Boss Zhao, look, should we take a look at the skins?" Li Long thought to himself that there were now over a thousand skins in the acquisition station's warehouse. The skins pulled from the two regiments last time had now been transferred here, and plus the ones collected recently, if Zhao Hui had come later, there would be almost two thousand.

"Yes, yes, yes, the skins must be looked at." Zhao Hui was still savoring the fragrance of the jerky. Reminded by Li Long, he reacted, "Shall we look now? It's good that we ate the jerky first, otherwise, after looking at the skins, I probably wouldn't be able to eat this jerky. By the way, Comrade Li Long, for these six types of jerky, give me a hundred kilograms of each of this, this, and this, and fifty kilograms of each of the remaining three, how about that?"

"That's not good." Li Long hurriedly waved his hand, "There isn't that much stock, half of that would be about right."

He wanted so much that he almost took away most of Li Long's inventory, so how could that work? Huang Lei also wanted some, and Huang Lei had said so first, so he had to save some for him.

"Half? That's a bit too little, isn't it?"

"This price is high, it's not easy to sell, right?" Zhao Hui didn't say anything, but Li Long became a bit unconfident, "It costs more than ten yuan per kilogram..."

The cost was six or seven yuan, and Li Long raised the price a bit, just doubling it.

"That's true..." Zhao Hui calculated the price and was no longer so generous. After all, once the price went up, the audience would definitely decrease.

But thinking about the taste of this jerky, he felt there was a chance, and his confidence returned. He said:

"Half is a bit too little, let's reduce it by one-third. I think it will definitely sell!"

Li Long thought to himself, you are more confident than me now? Okay.

Then eighty kilograms each for the first three types, and thirty kilograms each for the last three types, totaling three hundred and thirty kilograms.

According to Li Long's selling price, twelve yuan per kilogram, three thousand six hundred and thirty yuan, which was simply not worth mentioning compared to the skins to be looked at next.

It was Liang Shuang Cheng's turn to follow Gu Bo Yuan to collect things, with Sun Jia Qiang doing odd jobs in the back, and then they followed Li Long to move the skins.

Zhao Hui came with a truck. He knew after coming a few times that since he was coming, he should bring the truck along, so as not to have to go back and hire a truck after checking the skins, which was troublesome and not worry-free.

The truck drove to the side of the warehouse. Zhao Hui and Li Long checked the skins together. Sun Jia Qiang moved the skins from the warehouse to the corridor, while the people Zhao Hui brought moved the skins they had checked and registered onto the truck.

The whole process was tense and orderly.

The skins were stored in the large warehouse, and those that could be moved out met Zhao Hui's requirements. Those sheepskins, cowhides, and rabbit skins had already been sold to the county leather factory in advance. Now the county leather factory had also raised the price for special wild animal skins. Li Long planned to discuss the price of the skins when Zhao Hui came again after pulling this batch of skins away.

If the price of the skins didn't change much by then, he would have to turn to selling these skins to the leather factory—but Li Long believed that Zhao Hui would probably raise the price by then. The two had been cooperating for a long time, and Zhao Hui was quite fair in terms of skin prices. When the market price went up, the price he gave Li Long would also rise.

Over a thousand skins were loaded in nearly three hours. When Zhao Hui was washing his hands and resting, Li Long drove the jeep to the large courtyard to bring the jerky he needed over for him to check and weigh.

"I have to put these jerky pieces away properly," Zhao Hui said after checking, "They can't be put in the large cabin, otherwise the skins will make the meat smell, which would be troublesome."

Saying this, he tied the jerky bags tightly, asked Li Long for a few clean large bags, put the jerky bags into them, tied them up, and put them in the car's driver's cabin.

The skins sold for over one hundred thousand yuan—over one thousand four hundred skins, with full skins accounting for forty percent. Now those who hunt and get skins are also careful, knowing that the price of full skins is high, so when hunting, as long as conditions permit, they try to hit the head so as not to damage the skin.

And the jerky sold for over three thousand but less than four thousand yuan—although it was not worth mentioning compared to the skins, these skins were collected seasonally, and the profit was about one-third to one-fourth, while the profit of this jerky almost reached half.

So if the market is opened, this jerky can still be made.

It's a bit tiring, but it makes money.

Li Long treated Zhao Hui to a meal, but Zhao Hui didn't eat, saying he had to rush to send the skins to Wucheng to get on the truck. Another reason was that these jerky pieces still needed to be kept away from the skins as soon as possible, otherwise, there would still be a smell.

Li Long could see that Zhao Hui attached great importance to these jerky pieces. Could he really open up a market?

If he could really open it up, that would be a good thing.

Returning for lunch at noon, after eating, Li Long took out two hundred yuan and handed it to Sister Yang as hard-earned money for processing the jerky this time.

"How can I take so much?" Sister Yang hurriedly declined, "You, his uncle, are also doing the cutting and boiling of the jerky, and you prepared the meat and seasonings. I'm just boiling it and watching the fire, how can I take so much money?"

"Just take it." Gu Xiaoxia helped out from the side, "Sister Yang, our business will definitely be long-term in the future. We made money, there's no reason to only give you a little. We'll take what we get, and you shouldn't be polite about your hard-earned money."

If calculated according to the labor volume of Sun Jia Qiang and Liang Shuang Cheng, it would definitely be too much for Sister Yang to take two hundred yuan. But Li Long was cultivating Sister Yang as a partner, not as a worker, so the direction of distributing money was different from the beginning.

Sister Yang also knew this, so after Li Long and Gu Xiaoxia finished speaking, she didn't decline again.

After all, this work was really quite tiring.

Sister Yang also understood one thing: Mingming and Haohao had grown up, and the role she played in the Li family needed some changes.

As for whether the change is good or bad, it depends on how she chooses.

Li Long went to the acquisition station again in the afternoon. Sun Jia Qiang and Liang Shuang Cheng were both quite happy and worked quite hard, and were even quite enthusiastic toward customers.

The two of them knew very well that every time Li Long sold a batch of supplies, he would give them both a bonus, which was considered the happiest day.

Sun Jia Qiang was thinking about buying a new-style cotton-padded jacket for his wife, and Liang Shuang Cheng wanted to save money to buy a courtyard for himself in the county, just like Sun Jia Qiang.

Both of them were quite eager for money, and Li Long didn't live up to their expectations. Before getting off work in the afternoon, he gave them both a red envelope of one hundred yuan each.

It used to be two hundred, but this time it was different. Li Long explained it very clearly to them:

"Most of these skins were collected from the regiment, not from our acquisition station, so I'm giving you a smaller bonus."

Both of them definitely understood. These skins were pulled from Li Long's large courtyard after the New Year. The main work they did in the back courtyard in turns was to scrape the oil off the skins and comb the messy hair neatly.

Don't look at such a troublesome small matter. Because this small matter was done, the skins looked beautiful, and Zhao Hui could calculate two or three yuan more for each skin.

Many a little makes a mickle, and that was quite a lot.

Li Long also gave Gu Bo Yuan five thousand, but old Gu didn't want so much. He felt that he had too much money and was a bit panicked, fearing he couldn't hold onto it.

The shares agreed upon by the two were no longer what they were before. At the beginning, old Gu felt that ten percent of the shares would be enough, but Li Long insisted on giving twenty percent. At that time, neither of them could have imagined that Li Long could make the acquisition station so large, with a pure monthly income of tens of thousands! ===== CHAPTER 1036 =====