Everyone has been immersed in the beer industry for many years and can do arithmetic problems. Seventeen degrees and two degrees are the difference between fifteen degrees!

Seeing the Haicheng truck pulling away a truck of hops, Qin Dong frowned again. When he walked into the material library, the people in charge of the library became a little nervous.

"Are you new?" Qin Dong glanced at him, and Guan Ku felt like his face was scratched by a knife.

Li Jianyi originally wanted to speak, but the temperature difference was so large, what did it mean? It meant that the hops they used for Haicheng Beer were spoiled. Now, he had no face to speak.

"No, I'm an old man." Guanku looked at Li Jianyi and said with a smile.

"Okay, no matter which brewery is, the rules for warehouse management are the same kind of materials. Those who are advanced in the warehouse will be out of the warehouse first. I looked at the date of the hops that were released just now. It was the new hops from last year. This year's one has not yet come down." Qin Dong's voice suddenly became high. He pointed to the pile of hops, "Don't tell me, you don't have the hops from the previous year?" Before the warehouse manager could react, he whispered loudly, "Check."

Shao Dawei, the deputy general manager, personally inspected it, and the sweat from the warehouse came down.

"Mr. Qin," Shao Dawei suddenly cursed. He couldn't believe his eyes, "There are still hops for nine years here..."

This year is 1995, and Curry actually has hops from 1991. Li Jianyi couldn't believe it, but after verifying it with his own eyes, his old face could not be held back, and the old factory manager got angry and kicked Guanku hard, "You don't have to do it anymore, you're laid off."

"Aren't you... not the factory director of Haicheng now?" The person in charge of the warehouse is a real villain. This can be said, "The factory director of Haicheng is Xu..."

Xu Fengwu immediately stood up, "President Li's vice president of the General Factory, his words are orders. From now on, you will be laid off, immediately, immediately!"

"Old Li, have you never come to Curry?" Zhou Fenghe was worried at first, but now she can't see the dawn even more.

As we all know, hops not only determine the main taste of beer, but also contain formic acid, which cannot be less than 6.5%.

Using hops from 99 years to brew beer is irresponsible jokes about the interests of consumers! It is also an irresponsible person to the company's own destiny. The market shrinks, serious losses, and difficult production and operation, resulting in the final merger, which starts with this small hop.

"How many hops are there in stock?" Qin Dong asked.

"About thirty-eight tons." A deputy general in Haicheng replied gritted his teeth.

"The formic acid content of aged hops is about 3%. Last year, Hehaicheng Beer was produced. If you use the hops you bought that year, the quality is OK. If you use the aged hops, you can only produce inferior beer..."

Li Jianyi's heart skipped a beat, Zhou Fenghe was already secretly complaining that something was wrong. He knew this young general manager too well. What was he going to do?

"Let's go, go to the fermentation workshop."

After Qin Dong finished speaking, he walked out, neither the members of Rongbui team nor the members of Yuan Haicheng team spoke much.

Haicheng Beer has 82 large fermentation tanks, with a total of 656 automatic valves and butterfly valves.

As soon as Qin Dong reached out, Shao Dawei immediately handed over a white glove. Qin Dong gently touched the valve. Due to disrepair, these valves had rust and leaks to varying degrees. The lighter degree still had carbon dioxide in the beer produced, which could meet the minimum standard for the market. In severe cases, not only did the carbon dioxide disappear, but the beer also caused oxidation and deterioration.

Without Qin Dong's instructions, Haicheng Beer had already been brought. Haicheng staff prepared cups for each leader, and everyone's expressions were very heavy.

Judging from this, spoiled yeast is likely to remain in the fermenter, and the valve is not tight, resulting in the loss of carbon dioxide and the beer oxidized and becomes acidic.

Zhou Fenghe took a sip of beer and savored it carefully. His face changed. There was the smell of rotten eggs and sour taste. Such beer would harm health if ordinary people drank it.

"Replace all 656 valves, okay, now we can have a meeting, let's have a meeting here." Qin Dong's expression was very calm, "Let's discuss the 38 tons of aged hops, and the ones still in the factory now..." He looked at the vice president of Haicheng, and the vice president understood, "There is more than 12 million tons of beer in stock now."

"Okay, let's discuss how to deal with these 38 tons and 12 million tons?" Qin Dong's voice was not loud at this time, but the sound echoed in the fermentation workshop. The workers looked at the factory leaders from afar, but they didn't dare to step forward.

"Okay, I don't say yes. I'll tell you my opinion. After I finish speaking, this is the final opinion. Xu Fengwu, I will implement it immediately."

"Okay, Mr. Qin." Xu Fengwu was promoted by Qin Dong, and his execution ability was beyond words.

"Thirty-eight tons of aged hops are poured out, and these 1,200 tons of beer..."

"Mr. Qin," the vice president of Haicheng suddenly interrupted. Everyone understood Qin Dong's meaning, and he also wanted to dump it. Li Jianyi's face changed. "These beers are finished products. We can recharge carbon dioxide and then blend them with good beer to meet the lowest listing standards. Some small breweries can often taste this kind of flavor."

After he said this, Haicheng and Li Jianyi's last face were saved, and the sweat of Haicheng employees was not in vain.

You should know that not to mention the labor that farmers put into barley, rice, hops, etc., even the malt making, wort boiling, saccharification, fermentation and other processes of brewery employees are also hard work for more than 20 days.

"Mr. Qin, based on the ex-factory price of 1,200 yuan per ton, these beers are nearly 1,450,000 yuan." Shao Dawei did not explain his attitude, but just made a calculation for Qin Dong.

"One,450,000 yuan, is it more?" Qin Dong raised his eyebrows, "Check how many barley, barley and rice in stock are still in stock, if the quality is not up to standard, you will have to pour it out!"

He finally expressed his attitude, and the random inspection results and data were soon released, including 306 tons of barley, 67.8 tons of barley, and 19.2 tons of rice...

"How much is these raw materials worth?" Zhou Fenghe asked. In fact, he already had a number in his mind, but this number was too big. Just now, Rong Beer had to invest in it. Before the investment was invested, he lost another 1.45 million yuan and 1.36 million yuan of raw materials.

The total amount is 2.8 million yuan!

"Mr. Qin, finished beer cannot be poured," said Li, a deputy factory manager of Haicheng, suddenly excited. "Using the method of filling and oxidizing carbon can not only enrich the beer foam, but also cover up other problems."

"Yes, more than 2.8 million yuan is equivalent to the profit of two medium-sized enterprises in the year." Wu Geng smiled, his glasses shining. He didn't know what his real thought was.

"Old Li, do you know Coca-Cola?" Qin Dong asked suddenly.

"I know..." Old Li nodded blankly.

Two years ago, Coca-Cola dumped a batch of unqualified products produced in China. At that time, the country only lamented the practice of large international enterprises sacrificing money but not brands.

"Good is good, bad is bad, you can't use inferior products as good or bad. I decided to throw out all these beers!"
Chapter completed!