At dinner time in the evening, Nan Yi first had a meal with Liu Zhen. After eating half a full meal, he waited for Liu Zhen to finish his meal, and after digesting it, he helped her upstairs and washed up, and then took Zuo Can out with him.

At Beixinqiao Braised Brewing in the west, Nanyi and Zuocan got off the bus outside the small shop and walked towards a mutton skewer stall on the side of the road.

"Hyperthyroidism, give me a hundred strings and help me deliver them later."

The name of thyroid is Kang, and his full name is Kang Liangang. You can tell from this name that his family is inseparable from the steel factory. In fact, Kang Liangang is a child of steel, and his parents work in Beijing Steel.

Qian Nanyi and him were elementary school classmates and junior high school classmates. They had already seen him again some time ago. Today is the second time "Nanyi" has seen him.

Nanyi knew that Kang Liangang was called Kangtou when he was in elementary school, and in junior high school, he was called Kangtou when he was in junior high school. He joined Jinggang as soon as he graduated from junior high school and was called Anti-Japanese. He waited for him to do business and circled around the charcoal fire. He sweated endlessly all day long, and was also called Hyperthyroidism.

"One hundred skewers, how many of you can eat them. Look at my meat skewers, but few people can't finish them." Hyperthyroidism said, turning over the lamb skewers on the barbecue rack.

"There are so many people, a hundred strings may not be enough. Just be more comfortable. If you don't have enough, call me again. When the money is finished, you will calculate it."

"You will be sent to you in at most ten minutes." Hyperthyroidism said without raising his head.

Nan Yi walked into the shop, thinking about the mutton skewers in his mind. The price of mutton skewers in Beijing is quite chaotic now. You can eat 5 cents, 1 cents, 2 cents, and 2 cents, 5 cents. The skewers are big and small, and the meat is good and bad.

Hyperthyroidism is sold here for two cents, and the meat is not small, and the meat is also good. Even if you don’t have a classmate relationship, Nan Yi will definitely take care of his business.

Now the mutton on the grassland ranges from 6 cents to 1 yuan and 2 yuan. Only 2 and 3 grades can be bought in Beijing. The retail price ranges from 1 yuan to 4 yuan to 1 yuan. According to this price, the wholesale price will be calculated. It will make a profit if you enter the mutton into the country.

It’s just a pity that it is definitely impossible for the country to use precious foreign exchange to import large amounts of mutton. If it is settled in RMB, it would be useless for Nanshi to hold so much RMB in his hands.

Besides, the official exchange rate is too crappy and I lose money.

"Let's consider selling it to Su Xiu first. The ruble is strong now."

Together with Shennong Nanliang and Scarlett, a total of more than 5 million sheep will be slaughtered this year, with an estimated nearly 270,000 tons of mutton, and an estimated increase of 40% next year.

In the next few years, it will grow at a ratio of 30% every year, and last for about seven years before the planned sheep farm will reach a saturation of rotational grazing.

Both groups continue to merge land and ranches around the world. Nanyi cannot calculate how many ranches the Nan family will own in eight years, and how many sheep will be raised in a year.

Now that the quantity is small, there is no need to worry about selling, but it will be hard to say until eight years later.

Nanyi should not only consider opening the market, but also considering the deep processing, finishing processing and high-end brand establishment of mutton.

"Nan Yi, why are you here now? We have already eaten a big bowl."

As soon as Nan Yi walked into the shop, Chen Feng greeted him.

Nan Yi looked up at Chen Feng, greeted him with his eyes, and also glanced at the man in military uniform sitting opposite Chen Feng. The red collar on the collar was a bit conspicuous.

"There is no way, there is a big belly at home that needs to be taken care of." Nan Yi sat down next to Chen Feng, said, and reached out to the man opposite him, "Nan Yi, an unemployed young man."

"Li Jin, the head of the logistics department of the Beijing Military Region."

With a Tianya accent and being able to sit with Chen Feng, Nanyi could easily guess Li Jin's way.

"Four dolls don't look like big-headed soldiers." Nan Yi laughed.

Chen Feng held the Erguotou bottle in his hand and asked, "Nan Yi, what are you drinking?"

"It's so hot, let's have some cooler. Is this braised cooked smell good today?"

"It's okay, the shit smell is quite authentic."

"That's good, then I'll order a big portion too." Nan Yi nodded and walked towards the dining room.
Chapter completed!