Chapter 3: Purchasing Feed
Gou Qiang, the supermarket manager, stood at the door early. As Yan's father's assistant, he did a good job in this regard, but it was not known how long he could keep it up.

Seeing the Santana driven by Yan Xu from a distance, Gou Qiang walked over with a smile.

"Brother Gou, get in the car." Yan Xu opened the car window and waved. After this period of adaptation, he has become familiar with the people around him, so his actions are very natural.

Gou Qiang sat in the passenger seat and reached out to offer Yan Xu a cigarette, but Yan Xu waved it away. He was a sober person in his previous life, and he didn't intend to make an exception so soon in this life.

Gou Qiang didn't force it. He knew that Yan Xu had become a different person since the death of Yan's father and mother. Not only did his temperament become calmer, but he also stopped smoking and drinking. It was obvious how filial he was, so he put away the cigarettes.

"I have made the contact for you. This batch of coarse grains comes from the feed factory in town. Because the owner of the feed factory is in urgent need of money, he plans to sell it at a low price. He will sell it at the original price of eight layers. If you want all of it, we can negotiate the price. Six or seven layers should be no problem. But there are more than one hundred tons. Can you use them all?" Gou Qiang didn't know why Yan Xu was so anxious to use the coarse grains, but he didn't ask. This was a habit he developed while working under Yan's father.

"First check the quality. If there's no problem, take them all. Also, Brother Gou, ask around to see if this feed factory sells it. If it does, lower the price and get it as soon as possible." Yan Xu said as he drove, thinking about what other preparations he needed to make.

Although it was a spur-of-the-moment idea, Yan Xu still knew that food and supplies must be sent before troops move forward. As the number of recruits increases in the future, he will need to consider these things in advance.

Compared with purchasing large quantities of fine grains, coarse grains and the like are unlikely to attract outside attention, especially if you own a feed factory.

"Okay." Gou Qiang nodded, thinking that Yan Xu might be planning to reopen the pig farm and achieve some results. After all, it wouldn't cost much to buy a feed factory.

The feed factory is located at the edge of the town. There are dilapidated factory buildings overgrown with weeds everywhere. They are next to each other and look spectacular. People can't help but recall the bustling and busy scene here in the past. Unfortunately, only ruins are left now.

Just looking at the scale of the factory, you can tell that it is far from being something a town can develop, even though it is now dilapidated.

In fact, this was originally an industrial zone in the county, but it was built here, and it was indeed glorious in the past.

During that special period, the upper echelons, out of consideration for comprehensive war preparation, advocated that each county develop its own industrial system. It didn't matter whether it was good or not, and it didn't need to be perfect, but it had to exist.

This decision was correct at the time when the town was extremely poor. Qingquan Town has a very good geographical location, with a flat terrain surrounding it. It is not only a grain-producing area, but also has abundant coal, iron resources and railways, so it developed very quickly.

However, with the development of the times, while the country has become more prosperous, the factories that the counties were once proud of have become long-standing problems. They have low output, high consumption, backward technology, and serious pollution. They have no competitiveness at all in the modern market. As a result, some have gone bankrupt, some have been closed down, and the once bustling factories have suddenly become deserted places.

Nowadays, many factory buildings have been converted into warehouses, and some have been rented out or sold to individuals to set up factories in an attempt to revitalize the factory areas, but unfortunately there has been no improvement.

Because the feed factory needed to store a large amount of coarse grains, it rented two yards in total, one for production and the other for storage.

At the moment, the door was closed, and only a boss with a big gold chain and a briefcase was standing there, with a dusty Santana parked next to him.

The town is not big, but also not small. As the manager of the only supermarket in the town, Gou Qiang had dealt with the other party before, so he approached him and treated him as a brother. After a few words, the two of them became as close as one person. This was something Yan Xu could not do.

The two chatted enthusiastically, and Yan Xu went in to look at the coarse grains. They were all corn, soybeans and sweet potatoes of poor quality, but none of them were moldy or damp, and seemed to be well preserved. After coming out, Yan Xu nodded to Gou Qiang, and he had a good idea in mind, so he began to bargain with the other party.

Since the other party is willing to sell it at the original price of the eighth floor, there is no problem with selling it at a lower price.

It seemed that the other party was really in urgent need of money, and the deal was finally completed with the other party's concession, which saved Yan Xu a lot of money.

The deal was done. Yan Xu took the key to the warehouse, and Gou Qiang took the boss's car to deepen their relationship, because he still remembered that Yan Xu said he wanted to buy the feed factory, so he did it together.

When there was no one around, Yan Xu entered the warehouse, locked the door first, and then converted all the coarse grains stored there into grain units recognized by the system.

Magically, the warehouse full of food disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a bunch of rats that suddenly lost their homes running around. Yan Xu was so scared that he almost screamed and ran out of the warehouse.

"Damn, luckily the system didn't collect all the mice as food." Yan Xu, who still felt hairy all over after jumping around for a while, cursed.

After the little episode, Yan Xu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was not worried because he had food in his hands. With more than a hundred tons of food, he could recruit so many Japanese farmers that he was not afraid of a war of attrition.

However, thinking about having to be responsible for the food, clothing, housing and transportation of so many people in the future, Yan Xu began to have a headache again. Even if he was the richest man in Goujiazhuang, he could not afford such endless consumption.

It seems that after traveling to the new world, one must find a reasonable source of income as soon as possible, otherwise one will end up eating up all the money and eventually be doomed.

I drove back to the supermarket and told the employees to bring in boxes of oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, pickles, bowls, chopsticks, spatulas, kitchen knives and cutting boards, candles, matches and so on.

After standing and watching for a while, Yan Xu touched his stomach, asked them to do it slowly, and then came to the alley at the corner.

There is an old mutton soup restaurant here. The shop is not very big, and there is grease everywhere. The low tables and stools are so dirty that you can't see their original color. But this is an old shop with old craftsmanship, and its business is really good. After waiting in line for a while, Yan Xu ordered a bowl of mutton soup, a portion of mutton offal and two baked cakes. After filling his stomach with a lot of food, he felt energetic again, and then he went to the end of the street without stopping.

A small place has its advantages, that is, almost everything you want to buy is on one street.

The end of the street mainly sells labor protection, farm tools, hardware, etc. Most of them are produced by nearby small factories. It is hard to say how good the quality is, but it is indeed cheap.

Yan Xu went to look at the clothes first. There were all kinds of camouflage work clothes here, but the problem was that the sizes were too big for the small bodies of the Japanese. After all, neither the factory nor the construction site had considered the issue of child labor.

Buying a bunch of fabrics and modifying them by himself was troublesome enough, so Yan Xu had no choice but to go directly to a fabric shop.

This shop is quite old and still has a cement counter with piles of cloth laid out for customers to choose from.

(End of this chapter)