Reborn in the Millennium: Building a Fortune from Fishing

Chapter 601 Production Planning
He had always had the idea of ​​buying a yacht, and after getting into sea fishing, he became even more obsessed.

The factory has been built, and the production of bait and fishing gear will be concentrated in winter; it won't be as busy at other times.

Then we can take our brothers out to sea to catch big cargo, explore the giants in the Yangtze River, and travel all over the Great Lakes. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Just then, the black bear sneaked over. Although it had gained weight recently, everyone was busy, and apart from the two little guys, no one was there to play with them.

Qin Dahe was sitting in the yard when he suddenly started throwing a tantrum.

Relying on its thick skin and tough flesh, it took two swipes from Fatty's claws and was pushed out of its place.

"Ce, you want to go on a business trip too?"

"Wang Wang!"

"Okay, you and Fried Noodles will each come with us to the factory for one day." The big fat dog felt great to pet.

The factory definitely needs to keep dogs around, so the two of them can take turns.

Qin Dahe pondered whether he should buy two more black dogs to put in the factory.

Black dogs are the best choice for guarding the house at night; other colors are easily spotted.

A sudden shout in the pitch-black night can be quite frightening.

I'll go ask Master Huang tomorrow.

It took five or six days of continuous work at the factory to get things sorted out, and the staff was almost ready to be recruited.

Except for the fishing rod production line, everything else is working normally.

Factory director Qin Dahe spent almost all his days at the factory, becoming increasingly busy.

A truckload of soybean residue arrived in the morning, and two boilers were used to stir-fry it at full capacity.

Large fermentation vats for corn and various raw materials were brought in one after another. He handled everything from production to inventory in the early stages.

The quality inspection standards were also taught to Qin's father and father-in-law step by step, and they had to be strictly followed.

We aim to finish producing the bait before winter.

We have enough money in the account, and our inventory has increased significantly. We plan to stock up on 200 tons of silver carp and bighead carp bait for 03, and we will also increase other inventory significantly.

The production of fishing gear such as floats is separated from the production of bait, which not only makes full use of space but also allows most people to have work to do.

Four apprentices have arrived; they are all sixteen or seventeen-year-old lads. Qin Dahe has assigned them to be responsible for tasks such as adding materials, discharging materials, and moving materials.

As a manual laborer, I was paid 900 a month, and the salary will be adjusted to that of an apprentice after production is completed.

Next year will be a special year, with a wave of the pandemic. Since Qin Dahe doesn't understand the cause of the outbreak, there's nothing he can do.

However, this wave of the epidemic is short-lived and should not affect fishing. In fact, fishing is quite safe for anglers to go fishing by the river.

Including other baits, the total production target is 270 tons. If each material is produced separately, it will take at least several months to complete the production.

Snowflake powder, one of the main raw materials for silver carp and bighead carp bait, is quite labor-intensive.

Snowflake flour is made by steaming or boiling potatoes, then drying them in the sun or oven, and finally grinding them into small pieces.

Its main function is to make the bait puff up and detach, rather than sticking together like cornmeal.

Whether it's commercial bait or silver carp bait, the amount of snowflake powder added is the largest, which reduces costs while increasing the atomization effect.

In the past, we always outsourced the work to workshops.

As the production volume increased, the quality became unstable, with problems such as the moisture not being completely dried and the powder being coarse. That's when they decided to produce it themselves.

After a simple rinse with water, the potatoes are sent directly to an automatic slicer to be sliced, and then the sediment is washed again to remove the starch.

Qin Dahe and his father-in-law set up a fire outside, with four half-oil drums placed on top of the makeshift boiler.

The women hired from the village were extremely busy. They scooped out a pot of broth, spread it out immediately to dry, and then put it into a drum to dry.

If there's not enough time to dry them, just spread them out on the ground and let them air dry naturally; it'll just take a little effort.

Several grinding machines were running at full power, and the entire factory began operating efficiently. Another batch of potato slices was ready. They were scooped out and placed in a basket. Qin Dahe sat down to rest, his clothes soaked with sweat after working all morning.

He lit a cigarette and took a satisfying puff. So many people calling him "boss" made him nostalgic for his experience of running a factory in his previous life.

In the initial stage, I personally led everyone, laying out each production line one by one, and I knew exactly what each component was.

"Woof woof!" Fried Noodles barked twice in a hurry; it was tied to the factory gate with a rope.

"You can't eat it, you'll die," Qin Dahe said helplessly.

Snowflake powder puffs up very quickly; if a dog eats too much, it will choke to death.

He patted the dog's head, saw the next batch was coming, and then, with a cigarette in his mouth, continued working.

With the factory manager leading by example and the workers naturally not slacking off.

I shoveled the potatoes into the gasoline drum, picked up the phone and called my dad, asking him to send over a tricycle full of cotton stalks.

This stuff isn't sun-resistant, but it's cheap, and you can get as much as you want.

Even at low prices, cotton is still the most cost-effective crop to grow on a large scale in the surrounding area.

Next, it needed to cook for seven or eight minutes. He took a break and went to the factory to check if anyone was making any mistakes while operating the machines.

He was the only master craftsman in the factory, and he was in charge of all the machines, which were fortunately all relatively outdated and primitive production lines.

Although Mr. Wu was ripped off when he bought these production lines, to be honest, the more primitive they were, the less likely they were to break down, and Qin Dahe found them quite easy to use.

He might not even be able to figure out a proper feed processing production line.

Everyone was busy inside and out when SF Express called to say the earthworms had arrived.

Mass production certainly can't be done by purchasing from villages piecemeal as before; that would take too much time.

Now that it's cold, these things are really hard to get; we have to order them in advance from Guangzhou.

Dried earthworms are cheap in Guangdong and Guangxi, and he only wanted the lowest quality ones, as long as they had that earthy smell and a high protein content.

Good dried earthworms are used for medicinal purposes. Old Yan's pharmacy in town also sells them for around a hundred yuan per kilogram.

We arranged to pick up the goods in the afternoon before hanging up the phone.

Once the snowflake powder is produced, it is piled up directly on the open ground, and then put into storage after Qin Dahe inspects it.

"This boss is really motivated."

"Yeah, she's rich and capable, I didn't know she was married."

"They're married, right? I think that's his father-in-law."

While working in the factory, the women were also gossiping.

Suddenly the factory started to get busy, and a lot of workers were hired with decent wages, so everyone was naturally curious about the boss.

They were even wondering how long they could keep this money.

Where else can you find a salary of just over a thousand yuan a month, and in your local area?

Around 11 o'clock, Old Yang arrived on his tricycle.

Old Yang often went fishing for silver carp and bighead carp with Gangzi and the others to sell boxed lunches. Recently, with the weather getting colder, Qin Dahe directly asked him to start delivering meals.

Of course, this time it's not five yuan, it's three yuan for two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes. There must be one of chicken, fish, or pork every day, rotating between them.

"Everyone, stop what you're doing and come eat first. If you need to watch the machines, just let me know."

He sent everyone off to eat, then turned around and cheerfully started handing out cigarettes.

My father-in-law helped distribute the boxed lunches, one for each person.

With a small group, hiring a separate chef to cook may not necessarily save money; it will incur additional expenses.

(End of this chapter)