Chapter 224: 1 yuan difference

After winning the blessing of Kunyuan Jujube Juice by Shengxing Company and Niushan Dairy Company, the taste of jujube milk has soared. It has been rampant in the entire milk industry, and it can be considered to have eaten a lot of the market. It was originally only the local milk of the two copper cities. The industry company began to have names in several nearby cities. Thanks to their Dongfeng, Kunyuan Red Date Concentrate also sold a lot.
In the past few days, Zhou Kun has hardly seen Qian Lina. According to Xiao Cai, Qian Lina is seeking a large order.
"Zhou Kun, you dress up more formally today and go to a bid with me."
Only then did Zhou Kun know what Qian Lina was up to these days. She focused on the "Aimiao Dim Sum Project" for primary and secondary schools in the Copper City Development Zone. Today is the day for bid opening.
"Zhou Kun, do you know? Actually, I have been fancying this plan for a long time, but the price of this 6 yuan dim sum package is too low, and there must be a dim sum with a bottle of drink, and the cost of Tong Orange One is too high Yes, I was planning to give up. Who knows you brought back so many red dates at this time. The red date concentrates sold to Shengxing and Niushan have already earned back the cost of this drink, and the profit is guaranteed. Only under circumstances can I take this order without any worries."
"What's the unit price of a snack? What else do you plan to serve besides red date juice? It will not be instant chestnut, right?"
"Of course not. The dim sum is bread produced by Xufeng, but it is not served with strawberry jam. In fact, the cost of Xufeng's bread is still high. The cream and butter in it are all animal cream, but fortunately, the cost of red date juice is directly related to the set meal The price has been suppressed." Qian Lina's brows and eyes revealed that she was confident in this auction.
But Qian Lina's confidence did not last long, and soon the results of the bidding came out.
"How is it possible, Zhou Kun, how could our bread and jujube juice lose to steamed buns and soy milk!" The idiom of anger and crown is very suitable to describe the current Qian Lina.
"Maybe the leader of the project is a Chinese stomach, and I can't get used to this bread and jujube juice." Zhou Kun can only have this reason to comfort Qian Lina.
"There must be shady inside." Qian Lina said vowedly.
"Speak carefully."
In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Kunyang's bread quality is very good, and the market response of jujube juice is also very good, and this company that won the bid is simply an unknown manufacturer, and the market has never seen its steamed buns and soy milk. , There must be something tricky.
"Huh, isn't it just a broken order? My old lady doesn't earn this black-hearted money, Zhou Kun, let's go."
Originally Qian Lina's plan failed. It stands to reason that the sales plan for red jujube juice should be adjusted accordingly, but the plan did not change quickly. Soon the principals of the three schools appeared in Kun Yuan's conference room.
"What you mean is that your school is not listed in the plan because it can't spend all the money?" It was three schools for the children of farmers who found Kun Yuan. Although the government subsidy price for a dim sum is 3 yuan, There are still many families who are unwilling to pay. In the end, the price given by the school is 2 yuan, plus a subsidy for a package of 5 yuan.
"5 yuan? Didn't you ask the company that won the bid before?"
The three principals looked a little embarrassed and said: "If we can win the bid, we will not fail to follow the bidding project."
Qian Lina quickly calculated in her mind that the cost price of a strawberry bread is 3 yuan 2, but this time the bread in the contract does not provide strawberry jam, the price can save about one dollar, and the normal cost price of red date juice It's more than two cents, so you can earn half of a package.
Regardless of the low profit of a set meal, it is a stable income. As long as the "Aimiao Dim Sum Project" does not stop, the order will continue. This is what Qian Lina really likes.
"Because we have to calculate the profit here, so the specific answer may not be given to you tomorrow."
"Okay, then we will wait for Kun Yuan's news."
In the end, Kun Yuan still signed the order, but he did not expect that the order originally used by Qian Lina to earn running expenses caused an uproar in Copper City.
"Mom, this is our school’s dessert today." When the child excitedly brought back a piece of bread and a can of jujube juice from school, the parent was obviously very surprised. After all, Kunyuan’s jujube juice was sold for 3 years outside. Block 5, and although the bread does not contain strawberry jam, it is still full of the fragrance of cream. The words Xufeng Bakery above are obviously a guarantee of its quality.
Originally, many parents opposed the school-made snacks because they believed that the quality of the snacks would not be very good. The additional payment of dozens of yuan per month is a waste in their opinion. It is better to let the children eat two more meals when they go home. It's real.
For the children of the school for the children of agricultural workers, every afternoon is worth looking forward to since then, because at this time the teacher will bring them sweet butter bread and red date juice.
In ordinary and even many private elementary schools, the style of painting is completely different.
"Oh my God! Today is another terrible steamed bun, when will it be possible to take the meat bun again?"
"Last time it was the 10th, maybe it will be the 20th next time."
"Oh my God, Teacher Huang is still watching at the door, it's no good, whoever has the plastic bag, help me deal with this bun."
The whole classroom is full of greasy steamed buns. If these steamed buns taste good, then this group of children would not be so nauseous. However, the large amount of lard and vegetable leaf-wrapped steamed buns really does not meet the appetite of the current children. As for the soy milk full of strange smell, it is a perfect match with steamed buns.
"I need to breathe, hurry! Open the window!"
"Sun Zhenghao! Stop booing me anywhere. I have to watch you eat the buns today before leaving the classroom." For the teacher, the daily snack time is also particularly painful. The children can't eat, as the class teacher who accompanies the meal. , They can't eat, but because they are holding their jobs, they can't tell.
After school, children from two schools gathered at an intersection, one from the school for children of migrant workers and the other from the private school, but these children walked into a dim game hall without any barriers.
This somewhat backward game console is also very attractive to children today.
After the hearty game was over, one of the children took out a butter bread.
"If you want to eat or not, divide you half."
"Why don't you have strawberry jam in this bread?"
"This is a snack from our school. The teacher said that there is no strawberry jam in it for cheap. Isn't your school a good school? Your snacks should be much better than mine, right?" This kid named Liang Tao is curious. Asked.
"Your school's dessert is butter bread? What about the drinks?"
Although he didn't know why the other party was so excited, Liang Tao still told him that his drink was Kun Yuan's red date juice.
"No! The drink is jujube juice? Isn't your school a normal school? Why are snacks so much better than ours?" Don't look at the children, but with the parents' indoctrination, there are already good and bad points for the school.
"Yes, our dim sum only costs five yuan. I heard that yours is six yuan dim sum. What do you have? Is there strawberry jam in the butter bread?" Liang Tao thought his school’s dim sum money was worse than this jam. .
"Our school eats vegetable buns, and there are soy milk that is 100 times worse than red date juice!"
"impossible?"
"Don't you believe it? I still have a bottle of soy milk in my schoolbag. I didn't have time to throw it away today. Try it!"
"Bah—it sucks!"
"It would be nice if our school can eat butter bread and red date juice like you do."
The children didn't get too entangled in this problem, and soon they reinvested in the game world.
"Baby, are you back? Are you hungry? Would you like some snack?" When Li Xueyuan returned home, his grandmother was the first to come up and prepare something for him.
"No, I ate the bread that someone gave me today."
"Bread? What kind of bread? Are you eating outside again?" Li Xueyuan's mother is most worried about the child eating randomly outside, UU reading www. uukanshu.com flavor and pigment waste oil, everything is destroying the health of children.
"It was Xufeng bread given to me by a friend of mine from the school next door."
"Do you have friends at the school next door? Li Xueyuan, you have a lot of friends!"
"Mom, do you know what the dim sum at Xuzhuang Primary School next door is?"
"Xuzhuang Elementary School? It's an ordinary elementary school. Why do you have friends there?"
"Mom, this is not the point now. The point is that their daily snacks are Xufeng's butter bread and Kun Yuan's red date juice!"
My son comes back every day to complain about the school snacks, so she still knows what the school snacks look like, but the ordinary school next door eats better than theirs, which is very strange.
"Aren't everyone's dim sums cost six yuan? Why do they eat differently from yours?"
"It's not the same. I heard my friends say that their dim sum is five yuan."
"five yuan?"
Whether it was the price difference or the quality of the dim sum, Li Xueyuan's mother was surprised. So after having dinner, she consulted this matter in the parent group.
The fact that school snacks are unpalatable has deepened grievances among parents and students. This incident was like a fuse and quickly ignited the anger of the parents.
Soon things became a big deal.
"What? The quality of a five-yuan dim sum is better than a six-yuan dim sum? The food standard of the school children for the children of agricultural workers exceeds that of the private sector?"
When the reporter received the call, there were a few pieces of information that made the keen reporter smell big news.
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