Song Ze nodded and praised, "This pastry factory is well built, much more carefully than I thought."

Wufu smiled but said nothing. Her pastry factory was made by referring to those factories in her previous life, and also added some details that she thought of. Of course, it was good at this time.

She took Song Ze to the packaging room and pointed to the hundreds of kilograms of goods that had been packaged. "This is five hundred kilograms of pastries, all of which have been packaged. When it comes to the shelf life, I put a separate preservative in it. The shelf life of this pastry is three months."

"Three months are enough." When talking about the preservative, Song Ze frowned slightly. He looked at the packaged pastry and asked, "You put the preservative here directly. Will it be harmful to the human body?"

In fact, at this time, the shelf life of the pastry is a difficult problem.

They made preservatives, but the problem was that they could not sprinkle them directly on food.

Wufu opened a pastry, then found a small paper bag from it and handed it to him, "Look, I sealed it with something alone, it will definitely not harm the body, and it can play a role."

Song Ze never thought of adding preservatives like this.

Yes, since pastries can be packaged separately, so can preservatives be used, why didn’t they expect to come from here?

I have to say that Wufu’s brain is smarter than ordinary people.

Then, other pastries can be made into something like this in the future. He nodded repeatedly, "No, good, this thing has solved many problems."

"Yes, it's just that, the cost will be slightly higher." But Wufu said with certainty, "Even if you earn less, you must ensure the health of customers. This is my purpose in making food."

Song Ze nodded, which was also the reason why he was willing to cooperate with Wufu.

A businessman not only depends on her business skills, but also on her character. She has a good character and is reliable no matter what she does.

Song Ze looked at the five hundred kilograms of goods and said to Wufu, "I will take the things away first, and I will come to check the sales at the end of the month to check the sales first."

Although the things have not started selling yet, Song Ze has a premonition that the sales volume of Wufu's pastry will definitely not be bad.

With this speed, it has been almost half a month since I only released 500 kilograms of goods, which is a bit inefficient.

If the goods are really easy to sell, this is far from enough. According to Song Ze's experience, he is still confident in Wufu's products, so the biggest problem now is the production issue.

He shook his head, "But there are fewer people in your pastry factory. If you really have to work, you can't just be a few of you."

This problem, the Five Blessings are already being solved. I "Okay, I'm already recruiting people, but I haven't recruited the right ones, and I will do it as soon as possible."

"good."

After Song Ze finished speaking, he asked the two workers he brought to move the goods. In just a short while, he moved all the things into the car.

"Also, do you remember what I told you last time?"

Wufu nodded, immediately entered the house, and then gave Song Ze the five paintings that Mo Jin drew.

As soon as Song Ze opened it, he finished reading it continuously, especially after seeing the advertising slogans written on it, for some reason, his face suddenly changed.

Wufu even carefully observed that Song Ze's hand holding the painting seemed to tremble a little. Was he excited or scared?
Chapter completed!