"But..."
Lin Xiang suddenly changed her tone, and Director Zhao’s heart imdiately tightened. He nervously asked, "But what? Comrade Lin, feel free to raise any requests you have. As long as our food factory can fulfill them, we will definitely do our utmost to accommodate you."
"Director Zhao, the unit price of our White Rabbit milk candy is not high, so even if the quantity demanded is large, the total price won’t rise significantly. Thus, after discussing with the leaders, the result is to raise the price of the milk candy. However, our current packaging is too simple. Why don’t you think of a way to put so effort into the packaging?"
"For example, make it into gift box packaging to make it look more upscale. Maybe then the foreign rchants will agree? Even if Mr. John doesn’t like it, there are other foreign rchants."
Wilson will be coming to Mianyang Town in a few days. Since White Rabbit milk candy is the main product, she’s determined to find a way to get one of them to make a purchase.
As long as there’s competition, there’s no fear of good products not being in demand.
Lin Xiang had already told Director Zhao the direction the food factory should take next. Whether it succeeds or not, it’s up to Director Zhao to put in so effort.
After leaving the food factory, Lin Xiang took John and his group for a walk around, intending to explore the customs and culture of Mianyang Town.
On the road, Lin Xiang also tested John’s opinion.
Although he thought the milk candy was tasty, it hadn’t reached the level where he was willing to purchase it.
Lin Xiang wasn’t anxious at all.
Without realizing it, Lin Xiang had brought John and his group to the marketplace.
Today’s market was in Zhou Yuan Commune, just a few kiloters away from the town.
Lin Xiang was introducing the unique markets of Hua Country to John and others while searching for the figures of Mrs. Lin and Lin Yun.
Yesterday was Mrs. Lin’s first day setting up a stall. She had learned about half of those promotional techniques and could independently sell spicy noodle soup.
With Lin Yun helping on the side, they surprisingly sold over fifty bowls yesterday. Mrs. Lin was so pleased when she got ho that she forgot about the entire day’s fatigue.
Who knows how today’s business is going.
Fortunately, there were only a few stalls selling food at the market, so Lin Xiang quickly spotted Mrs. Lin and Lin Yun.
But they seed to be in a dispute with soone, and it was chaotic in front of the stall.
"Mr. John, I see my mother and brother. They seem to be arguing with soone. I need to go help them. Would it be okay if Secretary Wang accompanies you next?"
John glanced at the secretary of the Township Party Secretary.
He was a capable young man, but his spoken language was very poor, making communication impossible.
"Lin, we will wait here for your return. Rest assured, we will not wander off."
Lin Xiang: ...
Alright then!
She inford Secretary Wang and hurried to the stall.
A man with a face full of roughness was waving the kitchen knife in his hand, "Co on, co on, let’s compare and see who has the tougher fist or the sharper knife!"
Lin Yun’s right hand was clenched into a fist, with the skin on his knuckles scraped, and so blood seeping out.
He wanted to hit soone but was tightly held back by Mrs. Lin.
"I just don’t believe there’s no one to uphold justice for us!"
"Justice? I’m here, I am justice!" The man spit harshly on the ground, "The person in charge of this market is my brother, do you think he’ll side with or with you? If you’re sensible, hand over the money to and tell the recipe for the soup base, or you won’t be able to leave this market!"
"Good, good, good!" Lin Xiang clapped while walking to Lin Yun, using her small fra to shield the angry Lin Yun, "If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have known a market manager’s brother could beco so arrogant, disregarding human life! Do you really think that the whole world belongs to your mom, and no one can touch you?"
"Where did this little girl co from? There’s nothing for you here, get lost!"
He pointed the kitchen knife straight at Lin Yun, "Are you going to give it or not?"
"No." Lin Yun held up his fist, "Let’s see who gets caught first, you or your knife coming down."
"Caught? Who dares catch ? Are you talking about the police? Let tell you, the chief of the police station is a buddy of my brother’s; he’ll definitely protect ! I advise you not to waste your ti."
Lin Yun: "Then take a look at who’s behind you."
The man instinctively turned his head to see the chief of the police station he had just ntioned.
"Brother Wu, why are you here? It’s this kid’s fault for being ignorant, making a big deal out of nothing and bothering you. Just wait a mont, I’ll teach him a lesson and definitely not cause you any trouble!"
The mont he finished, Director Wu kicked him to the ground, "Who do you think you are, daring to use my na for illegal activities?"
"Brother Wu, don’t you recognize ? I’m Hu Zi’s brother!"
Director Wu paid him no mind and deferentially said to the young man beside him, "Secretary Wang, I really didn’t know soone dared to be so arrogant under my na at this market. If I had known, I would never have allowed it!"
Secretary Wang didn’t even look at Director Wu; he only asked Lin Xiang, "Comrade Lin, are you alright? Are you hurt?"
Lin Xiang shook her head, "Thank you, Secretary Wang, I’m not hurt. But I arrived a bit late, and my brother and mother were bullied by this person."
She looked down at the soup base that had soaked into the ground, saying a little heartbreakingly, "And our spicy noodle soup base was ruined. This pot was just made fresh this morning, and it cost several bucks in raw materials; now it’s all wasted."
Lin Yun knew Lin Xiang was telling a kind lie, so he didn’t expose her and instead added on the side.
"Today is our family’s third day setting up a stall selling sweet potato noodles at the market. The first two days went smoothly, and the market organizer was very responsible. But today, the market organizer took our protection money and not only failed to stand up for us when trouble arose but even colluded with this person, forcing us to hand over our earnings."
"If it were just money, that’d be one thing, but they even forced us to give them the spicy noodle soup base recipe for free. When we refused, they overturned our soup base and threw the soaked sweet potato noodles onto the ground."
Lin Yun pointed to the pile of sweet potato noodles not far away, with eyes reddening, "Even though sweet potatoes aren’t expensive, they’re still food! It takes several pounds of sweet potatoes to make a pound of sweet potato noodles."
"Many people struggle to fill their stomachs, but these two brothers recklessly waste food, and by the looks of their skilled tactics, it’s not their first ti doing this! I can tolerate everything else, but I can’t stand their waste of food!"
Lin Yun still rembered the feeling of being hungry.
When truly hungry, even sour, leftover food could be eaten as long as it was available.
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