Chapter 471: Spicy Strips Are Officially on Sale

The shop was empty, giving people the impression that it was about to close down.

But in Wei Sanpao's eyes, it seems that the owner of this shop arranges the goods in a very casual way. There are also snacks, stationery, daily necessities, toys, etc. that are common in outside stores, but the strangest thing is It is not placed according to the rules.

Sometimes there might be other things mixed in with the stationery. Erasers and fruits could be next to each other, which made Wei Sanpao frown.

But as long as the cooperation with Latiao is negotiated, these other details are not so important.

If the spicy strips sell well, even if the store only sells spicy strips, it can still make a lot of money.

"Ayong! Ayong! Come out!"

Hearing Li Datang's shout, Wei Sanpao and Zhao Jing looked at each other and looked into the room at the same time.

At this moment, a young man in a wheelchair came to them from the inner room!

Seeing this wheelchair, Wei Sanpao understood everything instantly.

For example, why are the goods in the store placed so low, and why are all the goods here not arranged in order? Because the owner of this store is a young man with physical problems!

Although the young man is sitting in a wheelchair, the smile on his face is as refreshing as spring breeze.

And the young man seems to be very curious, what are the identities of the two people following Li Datang?

Generally speaking, no customers would come to visit during this time. His store is the busiest only when the children in the school are out of class.

"Principal Li, you are here, these two are..."

Li Datang smiled and said: "These two are here to discuss business with you. I have something to do at my school, so you can talk first while I leave first!"

Ayong smiled and nodded, and said: "Okay, principal, please go slowly, I won't send you off!"

Li Datang smiled and waved his hand, and then left the store.

Wei Sanpao and Zhao Jing looked at each other, then Wei Sanpao stepped forward and said with a smile: "Hello, my name is Wei Zhenguo. I am from the Kaoshan Village Food Processing Factory. I don't know what to call me?"

A Yong smiled and stretched out his right hand, shook it with Wei Sanpao, and said: "My name is Gao Yong, and I am an ordinary citizen of Jinyuan City. I was originally..."

Wei Sanpao saw something was wrong with the expression on A Yong's face, so he smiled and said, "It's okay. If it's inconvenient, we don't need to know. By the way, do you open this store yourself?"

A Yong was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he came back to his senses and said with a smile: "That's not true. Principal Li found someone to open this store for me. Principal Li rented the house. I'm just the boss. The real owner of this store is Principal Li!”

"I am also an idler here. My legs are not good enough and I don't want to sit at home, so I have no choice but to be the boss."

Wei Sanpao nodded slowly. It seemed that this Ayong was definitely a person with a story before. With the muscles on his body and the determined eyes, he must have had a not simple career before his legs started to have problems.

And just judging from the disabled but still sharp eyes and optimistic attitude towards life, this young man's psychological quality is also extraordinary!

A Yong motioned Wei Sanpao and Zhao Jing to sit on the chairs, and then asked curiously: "Are you from the Kaoshan Village Food Processing Factory? Are you the newly opened food factory mentioned in the broadcast a few days ago?"

Wei Sanpao nodded with a smile, took the water glass handed by A Yong, and then continued: "Our food processing factory has just been established recently and has produced a kind of seasoned flour food, which can be regarded as a snack, but Many stores in the city did not agree to sign contracts with us, so we wanted to find Principal Li to see if he had any connections! "

"This kind of food is called spicy strips. The cost is not high, and the product itself is not expensive. It is very cheap. It only costs 10 cents a pack, and even cheaper ones cost 8 cents."

Having said this, Zhao Jing took out a bag of spicy strips from his pocket and handed it to Gao Yong.

After Ayong took the spicy strips, he first checked the trademark, production batch number, shelf life, etc. Then he tore open the packaging bag and carefully observed the spicy strips inside the bag.

"Is this made from wheat flour?"

Wei Sanpao nodded and said in a deep voice: "Extruded puffed food can also be regarded as a type of extruded pastry. This kind of food has no clear definition, but what can be guaranteed is that our Kaoshan Village Food Processing Factory is A typical start-up, this kind of food has never been seen before.”

"However, we have obtained the certificate from the Market Supervision Administration and the food production license. There is absolutely no need to worry about food safety."

Hearing this, Ayong nodded.

This can be seen from the packaging bag. In addition, the taste of this spicy strip is indeed good, and the ingredients are exactly as stated on the packaging bag.

And as a kind of snack food, clean and hygienic packaging bags are very important. From this point, it can be seen that this food processing factory is indeed formal.

Ayong took a bite of the spicy strips and then couldn't help but nodded.

The taste of spicy strips is indeed very special. It is said to be like dried soy sauce, but it is different. This kind of food is obviously very tempting. It is indeed a very precious life-saving straw for today's stores.

"Mr. Wei, do you have any requirements for this spicy strip? Or is it a specific contract?"

Wei Sanpao breathed a sigh of relief. This was an expected result, but after getting the accurate answer, it was still a reassuring thing. He turned around and took out the contract from the bag and handed it to Ayong.

A Yong took the contract, read it carefully, and said with a smile: "No problem, thank you for coming to me to discuss cooperation. To be honest, this store is one of Principal Li's efforts after all. If it's just like this I feel sorry for it being closed down. I hope your spicy noodles can turn the tide!"

Wei Sanpao smiled and nodded, then stood up and let out a sigh of relief:

"I'll call the factory right now. If nothing unexpected happens, the spicy strips will be delivered within an hour. If you have any other questions, you can contact us. This is my phone number..."

After discussing some details with Ayong again, an hour passed quickly.

After the truck stopped at the intersection, Wei Sanpao and Zhao Jing got up to move the goods, while Ayong freed up a shelf and officially opened it in a little-known small shop with the spicy strips from Shancun Food Processing Factory. In the store, it's on sale.

Ayong didn't know what a huge impact this ordinary-looking spicy strip would have.