Chapter 183: Chapter 183 Xiyang Food Factory Officially Listed
It seemed he was the one doing all the talking on this journey.
After some thought, Lin Chuxia earnestly advised, "Qin Yang, it’s good to be kind and helpful, but don’t overdo it."
Qin Yang immediately thought of Old Lady Liu and her daughter, a look of disgust flashing through his eyes, "I understand, wifey. Don’t worry, this kind of thing won’t happen again."
Seeing that he took her words to heart, Lin Chuxia wanted to remind him to take care of himself and to not get hurt again, until it was almost time for her to get off the train.
After seeing off Qin Yang, Lin Chuxia went to the train station’s Bun Shop.
Today, she had arranged to meet with Sun Family’s eldest and second brothers to discuss the business of the chicken farm.
By the time she reached the Bun Shop, the Sun Family’s eldest and second brothers were already there.
Seeing Lin Chuxia, they both stood up, seeming somewhat awkward.
They were much older than Lin Chuxia, unlike Sun Lanlan and Sun Bingnan, who had grown up with her since childhood.
In the eyes of Sun Family’s eldest and second brothers, Lin Chuxia, who could run such a big Bun Shop and was about to start a chicken farm, was someone to be respected, someone who even their father would hold in high regard.
Lin Chuxia, however, did not think much of it and greeted them, "Eldest brother, second brother, you’ve been here a while, please sit. Let me grab something to eat first."
She didn’t have an appetite early in the morning, but now she was so hungry her stomach was growling.
"Eldest brother, second brother, have you eaten? Let’s eat together."
Sun Bingwen and Sun Bingshan waved their hands repeatedly, "We’ve already eaten, you go ahead, we’re not in a hurry."
Despite their words, Lin Chuxia, not wanting to stand on ceremony, picked up a few steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, and sat opposite them while eating and talking.
The main topics were about the management of the chicken farm and the compensation for both families.
Lin Chuxia knew that people in the village had experience with raising chickens and ducks, but to establish a large-scale chicken farm, it wasn’t enough to just know how to raise them.
The county’s Agricultural Bureau offered relevant training, and Lin Chuxia would also provide them with some breeding materials.
"My requirement is that once the chicken farm is established, it must supply me with at least 500 chickens every month in the initial stage. Later, we can increase the number according to our ability. I should have mentioned this to eldest brother and second brother through third brother before. We can handle compensation like wages. I will pay a fixed salary to eldest brother and sister-in-law and second brother and sister-in-law each month, plus ten cents for each chicken supplied. All costs of the chicken farm are covered by me, as well as the responsibility. Alternatively, eldest brother and second brother can set up their own chicken farms. We’ll sign a contract, and the purchasing price will be consistent with the prices from other chicken farms."
Having heard this from Sun Bingnan before, Sun Bingwen and Sun Bingshan stated in unison after a long consideration, "We’ll work with you and take the salary."
They knew that Sun Bingnan was earning a basic salary of 40 yuan a month at the Bun Shop, and Sun Lanlan, the manager, earned even more.
If they were to go by this salary, the couple would earn 80 yuan a month from raising chickens, plus the commission of ten cents per chicken. With wages over 100 yuan a month, it was an astronomical sum for them, what else could they ask for?
The most important thing was that starting their own chicken farm required a big investment and carried a high risk, something they lacked both experience and capital for, and even their father had told them to work together with Lin Chuxia.
Lin Chuxia was very satisfied with this response.
There’s a big investment and risk in the early stages of starting a chicken farm, but the profits are indeed substantial.
The first batch of millionaires in the 1980s included many who raised chickens and pigs.
She wasn’t renting mountain land and starting a chicken farm just to benefit others.
"So it’s settled. Although it’s still cold now, we can start preparing the preliminary work, and as for the training in breeding techniques, I remember that both elder and second brother have completed junior high, so we can’t lag in scientific breeding."
"Mr. Lin, don’t worry, my brother and I bought books just last year and have been studying at home," they assured.
Sun Bingnan also chimed in, "Sister, don’t worry, we brothers are reliable."
Lin Chuxia smiled, "I’ll leave my chicken farm in the hands of eldest brother and second brother. I’ll have third brother discuss the later details with you."
Sun Bingnan had been in charge of procurement and had visited various chicken farms, so he had some experience.
Time passed, and it was almost noon. Lin Chuxia invited Sun Bingshan and Sun Bingwen to have lunch at the Bun Shop, only then noticing that Cai Jun had been absent for half the day.
"That kid is off today, who knows what got into him. He usually doesn’t take his days off."
Each employee had their scheduled days off, but those who chose not to take them would receive two yuan as overtime pay.
Two yuan was not a small amount at the time, and most people would choose to stay and earn the extra money.
Lin Chuxia thought for a moment, "I’ll hire another person here later on. Third brother, you help eldest brother and second brother with the chicken farm for a while."
Sun Bingnan nodded, "Alright."
With the Spring Festival over, fewer orders for cooked food meant more availability to reassign staff from the small courtyard.
All work proceeded in an orderly manner. After the first lunar month, the factory was completed and began hiring.
All the equipment in the factory was introduced under the direction of Xu Changping, which could be considered top-notch domestic food processing assembly lines.
The vacuum packaging machine for food was produced by the machinery plant where Xu Changping worked.
Thanks to the meat grinders and vacuum packaging machines, the machinery plant’s performance not only did not decline but instead increased significantly last year.
Xu Changping was promoted to deputy chief of the machinery plant.
With Lin Chuxia needing help now, he was more than willing to offer full support.
The hiring was entrusted to the village chief and Su Wensong.
They had previously promised to allocate 20 positions to Qin Family Village, which the village chief was responsible for, while Su Wensong managed the public recruitment.
Of course, the people of Qin Family Village were not excluded from consideration.
In the end, a total of 50 people were hired, with more than 30 of them coming from Qin Family Village.
The training was conducted by the former team from the small courtyard.
Su Wensong was officially appointed as the manager of Xiyang Food Factory, fully in charge of the factory’s operations.
Pang Yongli, Hou Xiaobao, Jia Liang, Ma Yingzi, including Sun Liangdong and Qin Yufeng, several employees who performed well, were all appointed to positions of varying importance.
The official opening day of the Xiyang Food Factory was marked by many invitations sent out by Lin Chuxia.
Village cadres, township officials, up to the county level officials, as well as the deputy chief of the machinery factory, the station chief of the vegetable station, and the chief of the meat joint factory, among others, were invited.
With Lin Chuxia leading the event and with strong support from the village chief and Secretary of Qin Family Village, Xiyang Food’s opening ceremony was held with great fanfare and formality.
Village Chief Qin even managed to invite a reporter from An City County Daily, resulting in a newspaper report.
Lin Chuxia truly admired Village Chief Qin’s enthusiastic spirit.
Lin Chuxia saved a copy of the newspaper, cut out the section about their food factory, placed it in an envelope, and sent it to Qin Yang along with a letter.
The opening of the food factory gave Lin Chuxia a sense of belonging.
In fact, she didn’t have grand ambitions; cooking was her hobby, and having more people taste her food was her aim.