The most expensive price of ordinary soybeans now is only two yuan per catty. Even if this kind of high-quality soybeans costs four yuan per catty, he will not lose money.
You need to know that if a pound of soybeans is made into soy juice, even if he only sells 20 cups, his wholesale price is 70 cents per cup, which can still be sold for 14 yuan.
Of the gross profit of fourteen yuan, the cost cannot exceed four yuan, so a pound of soybeans will generate a net profit of ten yuan.
Lao Zhang's family can use two to three thousand kilograms of soybeans every day, which is still a small effort. Even so, if their family uses all the soybeans provided by Han Peacock, their daily profit can exceed two thousand kilograms of soybeans from this small soy juice business alone.
Thirty thousand, so no wonder Lao Zhang’s family is jealous.
Now Chen Qing's family also sells soybean juice, so Han Kongque is very clear about the taste of the soybean juice they make, and he also realizes the value contained in it.
It's just that Han Kongque himself doesn't want to be too busy, and Chen Qing's family is too busy now, so he didn't think of expanding the variety of soy products.
Even if it is bean curd and bean juice, Chen Qing's family only provides a portion of it every morning, but not at noon and evening.
Their main business now is all about tofu skin buns.
To put it in Chen Xiaozhu’s cute tone, even if they want to build China’s McDonald’s and make Goubuli steamed buns like the Magic City, they must let people all over the world know that their tofu skin steamed buns can only be enjoyed by the emperor.
Tribute.
"Lao Zhang, I won't hide it from you. Of course we have seen the opportunity you saw, but due to the source of soybeans, we definitely cannot provide it in large quantities.
We only have a few hundred tons in hand, and we got it by accident. With such a small amount, you know, it is not easy to satisfy the Chen Family Baozi Shop alone, so I can only say sorry." Han Peacock thought.
Come on, he's been a little busy lately, so it's better not to make the stall too big.
"Hundreds of tons? You only use half a ton every day, so you can't use 200 tons a year. And this year's soybeans will be harvested soon, right?" When Lao Zhang heard Han Peacock's rejection, he was not unhappy but even more excited.
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Han Kongque was about to refuse, but when Lao Zhang analyzed it, he realized that this was really the case. He really didn't expect that the soybeans were really going to fall this year. He, a farmer who hadn't planted land in many years, really forgot about this.
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"Haha, I really haven't thought about this. Lao Zhang, give me some time. If this year's new soybeans are ready, I will give you a share." Han Peacock still needs to use others, so
No need to refuse, as long as he soaks more soybeans every day.
"I know that these are the highest quality soybeans, so you can rest assured about the price. I definitely can't give you the price of ordinary soybeans." Lao Zhang thanked you profusely and left.
Han Jianguo and Han Rongrong were left looking at each other, not knowing what to say.
Han Peacock ignored them and went directly into the bedroom, ready to take a rest.
Today's conversation also reminded Han Kongque that with the prosperity of Chen's steamed bun shop, he really had to prepare some soybeans. After all, they use a lot of soybeans in a year.
One thousand kilograms per day is more than 180 tons per year. This is just the sales volume of a small store. If it is a chain like Chen Xiaozhu said, then thousands of tons of soybeans every year will only be a drizzle.
If you don’t calculate this, you don’t know. Once you calculated it, Han Kongque was shocked. He really didn’t realize that their annual soybean consumption was so large.
One thousand pounds of soybeans a day may not seem like much, but three hundred and sixty-five days a year is a lot.
And one thousand kilograms of soybeans, only five to six hundred kilograms are used to make tofu skin. These five to six hundred kilograms of soybeans can only produce less than one thousand kilograms of tofu skin. The maximum cost of making tofu skin buns is only ten thousand kilograms.
Come on, now Chen Qing's daily sales of steamed buns have exceeded 7,000.
If the Chen Qing family really wants to make their bun shop bigger, the number of soybeans they will use in the future will definitely be huge.
If this is not prepared in advance, it will be a big trouble if the price of soybeans fluctuates in the future.
Han Kongque knew that soybeans were traded in futures, and soybeans were easily manipulated by some financial giants, so the price of soybeans sometimes fluctuated violently, so it was better to be on the safe side and make plans in advance.
If you purchase a large amount of soybeans in advance, not only finding a place to store them will be a big trouble, but even purchasing soybeans will require a large amount of money.
It would definitely be uneconomical to hold down large sums of money like this, but if you use the futures market to manipulate it, it would be much easier. However, not everyone can play in the futures market. To do such a thing, you need to be professional.
people to do it.
In the afternoon, Han Jianguo found some steamers and bought flour, pork and cabbage. When Han Peacock got up, they were preparing to make steamed buns.
"This is not our home-made steamed buns. The ones you prepared are not good. The most important thing about these steamed buns is the fillings. If the fillings are not mixed well, there will definitely not be much business." Han Kongque looked at what the two of them had prepared.
Just laughed.
Han Guangrong was originally enthusiastic and planned to start making steamed buns without Han Kongque's help. Unexpectedly, Han Kongque poured cold water on them with just one word.
The two people were dumbfounded when they heard this. They really didn't expect this.
"I have long said that we should use Chen's bun filling. If we make tofu skin buns directly, wouldn't it be much easier than this?" Han Guangrong reacted and started to complain about Han Jianguo.
"Using Chen's stuffing? And making tofu skin buns? Why should they let you use it?" Han Kongque's eyes flashed with danger.
Han Guangrong said angrily: "Stop covering it up. You are just a pickpocket in our family. Do you think we don't know? You rented Chen Qing's shop for them, right?"
Tsk tsk! I really didn’t realize that you are so rich, that one shop costs half a million! You actually rented two of them for them at once?”
Han Kongque looked at Han Guangrong, how did this kid hear that he helped the Chen family rent a house?
Han Kongque quickly guessed that this kid was testing him. He must have heard something, but he definitely didn't get the exact information.
So Han Kongque said directly: "I not only rented a house for them, but also bought them a house. I also taught them how to make their steamed buns. I just gave them the opportunity to make a fortune."
, so what?"
"Tch, who do you think you are? If you want to buy a house for others, why don't you buy a house yourself first? I said my eldest brother doesn't have this ability, can you believe what Xiao Fei said?" Han Rongrong quickly missed the point.
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Han Kongque said: "Who is Xiao Fei?"
"The boy from the Li family in our village is now helping to make steamed buns at Chen Qing's house. I heard that the daily salary is 200 yuan. Boss, you have such a good relationship with Chen Qing, why not go to his house to help, 6,000 yuan a month, this salary
It's not low." Han Jianguo said a little enviously.
Just for making a bun, he was actually given two hundred yuan a day. This old Chen family is really going to get rich. You know, six thousand yuan a month is considered a high salary even in Shanghai.
"Ah? Why didn't I know what happened when?" Han Kongque really hasn't been to Chen Qing's bun shop these days, so he doesn't know much about the recent situation of Chen Qing's family.
Han Guangrong said: "That's your good buddy. I've hired six or seven helpers now, but they didn't let you go. You're still the boss brother!"
"Okay, I won't tell you more. I know what I do, and you don't have to worry about it. I'll mix the stuffing for you. You can make the buns at home. You don't need to tell me whether you want to sell them at night. I can help you.
That’s all.” After saying that, Han Peacock began to prepare the fillings.
He has done a lot of this kind of work recently. It turns out that he has helped Chen Qing's family prepare fillings, so he is very skilled in doing this.
He still has a lot of materials that Chen Qing's family didn't use before, and they just need to use them now.
After mixing the bun filling, Han Peacock ignored Han Jianguo's request for help and left the house directly.
When Han Kongque walked to Chen's bun shop, he saw a prosperous scene.
The small front room of the Baozi Shop has completely changed. There used to be a few tables in the front room for people to eat, but now the tables inside have completely disappeared.
Nowadays, Chen's bun shop sells buns with the door blocked, and the inside of the shop has completely turned into a workshop. People inside are constantly making and steaming buns, and there are two people selling buns outside.
Chen Xiaozhu collected the money, and a woman whom Han Kongque didn't know filled the buns for the guests.
"Bring me ten steamed buns, a cup of bean juice, and a pound of cucumbers and pickles."
"Forty-one yuan, thank you for your patronage."
"I want ten steamed buns and two plates of pickle sticks."
"Thirty-yuan, thank you for your patronage."
"I want fifteen buns."
"I want......"
Chen Xiaozhu calculates accounts very quickly, and counts money even more quickly. If she encounters a large bill of one hundred and fifty yuan, she will also use a banknote detector next to it to check whether it is genuine or not.
They were busy but not in a hurry, everyone was busy, and the business was booming, which really made some surrounding merchants jealous. No wonder Han Jianguo and Han Guangrong made sarcastic remarks.
"Second brother, you're here." Chen Xiaozhu shouted happily when he saw Han Peacock.
"Peacock, why are you here?" Chen Qing also saw Han Peacock.
"I heard that you are very busy. I'll come over and see if I can help." Han Peacock said with a smile.
"You don't need your help. You see, we are on the right track now and we don't need your help anymore." Chen Qing was very happy. Although he was busier than before, he was happy with it.
"Is it very formal? Everyone wears white coats? It's better this way, this is hygienic." Han Kongque said.
Han Peacock saw that both the bun makers and the bun sellers were all wearing white coats and white hats, which wrapped their whole bodies, making people feel clean at first sight.