Being so young and yet so successful in business definitely wasn’t without reason.
"Strict requirements are good." The other party was also shrewd, "This Mr. Su looks like someone who does big things. Don’t worry, I’m very familiar with this area. If you’re not satisfied, I’ll keep looking with you until we find the products you’re happy with."
Chengbei is a big vegetable market, there’s a variety of vegetables grown here.
"Then I’ll have to trouble Uncle Li."
They were here to talk business, of course, catching up was just incidental.
Boss Li quickly took them to a small county below, where the white radishes were most famous for their sweetness and crispness.
Xiaofeng broke one open to look, then ate some raw, the taste was indeed good, similar to the radishes from Shatang Pit back home.
However, Xiaofeng believed that, compared to the environment back home, the land here could produce even better quality radishes.
After confirming that the radishes tasted good, Xiaofeng also visited other places to check out the vegetable varieties used for pickling sour cabbage, which were also quite good.
Compared to the high-quality demands for radishes, the requirements for pickling sour cabbage were much easier.
"I think we can build a branch factory in Chengbei City. The source of vegetables here is abundant, especially in supply, it can really be described as demand outstripping supply," Uncle Yuan stated his opinion, "And besides, setting up a branch factory here would fundamentally solve the sourcing issues for the six provinces nearby, don’t you think so?"
Xiaofeng nodded, "That’s what I’m thinking too."
Building the factory in Chengbei City would definitely be more convenient in many respects.
That way, the family’s factory would supply the nearby provinces. The Chengbei factory would supply the provinces surrounding the Imperial Capital, one in the south and one in the north, perfectly complementing each other.
"But there’s a problem right now." The issue of manpower was critical, "If we build a factory in Chengbei, we must have trustworthy people to manage it. For the moment, I haven’t thought of anyone to send over here."
"That’s easy. You can temporarily transfer a few managers over, and once the staff here are trained, they can decide whether they want to go back or stay," Uncle Yuan, the old hand, was unconcerned about Xiaofeng’s worries, "Xiaofeng, manpower can be cultivated, as long as you train them, there’s plenty of talent out there."
"I understand that, but there really aren’t many true management personnel at home, so reallocating them is difficult." Originally, when she opened the factory, Factory Director Zhou was still the director of the previous factory, and he had agreed to stay until now.
Uncle Yuan glanced at Yuan Junkai, hoping his son would step forward, but Junkai acted as if he hadn’t seen Uncle Yuan’s look, gazing elsewhere.
He was now enjoying the benefits of being a distributor, of course he preferred it to the hard work of managing someone else’s factory.
One by one, three vehicles followed behind them at a leisurely pace, a man driving and a woman pushing, clearly a husband and wife team.
Xiaofeng glanced at the vehicles behind and instinctively stepped aside to let them pass first.
Uncle Yuan and Junkai also stepped aside, waiting for them to go ahead.
This stretch of road was uphill; the man was having a tough time pulling, and the woman pushing was also struggling. She smiled apologetically at Xiaofeng, "Miss, could you lend us a hand?"
"Let’s help." Before Xiaofeng could respond, Uncle Yuan, pulling Junkai along, came over, "You’ve loaded this cart so full, if it wasn’t for us, it would have been difficult for you to get up this slope."
"That’s for sure." The woman wiped her face with a towel, her face covered in dust, a clear sign she had just come back from harvesting vegetables in the field, "You are businesspeople from out of town, right?"
Since Boss Li had other matters to attend to, he had left earlier, leaving just the three of them.
"Just here to have a look around. Where are you taking this load?" Uncle Yuan looked at the cart full of eggplants.
"To the procurement station ahead. There are always bosses coming there every day."
A black car honked its horn once, then whooshed past them.
Xiaofeng caught a glimpse, then frowned.
The man driving that car looked familiar, wasn’t he the one who followed Ye Cheng around?
But what was he doing here? Could it be that Ye Cheng was also in this area?