The smile on the deputy commander's face disappeared all of a sudden. He stared at Wang Ping and asked with a serious look on his face: "Wang Ping, please say what you just said?"

"If you continue to develop according to your ideas, what is the profit of instant noodles factory in a month!"

Wang Ping didn't know how much shock his answer had brought to the deputy commander, and he replied without hesitation: "In a month, after all, after the four production lines of the instant noodle factory will use hydraulic dough machines and hydraulic noodle presses, I can guarantee a 10,000 yuan per month!"

"The next goal is to improve the raw materials for instant noodles production, so that the instant noodles factory's profit in a month will increase to 15,000 yuan!"

"However, it may take a long time, maybe one month, maybe two months, maybe half a year, no one can say. After all, there is no reference to improve production raw materials, so we can only make continuous attempts!"

The deputy commander continued to ask, "Can you guarantee that what you said just now is not exaggerated, you will make a military order!"

"There is no problem with issuing a military order!" Wang Ping affirmed.

Then the topic changed and said: "However, the Ministry of Economic Affairs must ensure that instant noodle factories have sufficient raw material supply and sales!"

Minister Li of the Ministry of Economic Affairs immediately replied: "There is no problem with this, I can't guarantee anything else. There will definitely be no problem in half a year!"

"In addition, after our instant noodles entered the Chongqing army, I don't know how the Americans found out. Now Americans are also contacting us and want to buy a batch. But due to transportation reasons, the purchase quantity is not very large, and it is mainly for Chongqing!"

"However, even if we know how to supply Chongqing, instant noodles factories don't have to worry about sales. The Xi'an army alone can eat up all our output in one day, not to mention that Chongqing still has dozens of times the number of troops!"

"In this case, I can guarantee that the profit will be greater or less. But it will take time and a lot of time to reach 15,000 yuan per month!" Wang Ping affirmed again, giving the deputy commander a reassurance!

The deputy commander finally smiled on his face, and then comforted him: "Comrade Wang Ping, don't worry, take your time, we can afford to wait!"

"The profit of 10,000 yuan per month is already a huge breakthrough and surprise for us!"

"Do you know what 10,000 yuan of ocean means to us? The entire border area, the richest county, has less than 2,000 yuan of oceans in total. A poorer county, all the taxes in a year are even less than 1,000 yuan of oceans in total, and the average is only 1,000 yuan of oceans. This means that your monthly profit of instant noodles is equivalent to the annual taxes in almost ten counties in the border area!"

"Also, ten thousand oceans a month, and the total number of the whole year is 120,000 oceans, and even more."

"For the border government, a total of 120,000 oceans is definitely the largest income in a year, and it can do a lot of things!"

"Wang Ping, you have made another great contribution to the revolution. Such a great contribution must be rewarded!"

"The commander-in-chief has a requirement that you cannot formally serve in the Ministry of Economic Affairs, and the military and government are in different systems, so it is definitely impossible to promote you."

Perhaps in order to stimulate Wang Ping to perform more during his part-time job in the Ministry of Economic Affairs, Minister Li of the Ministry of Economic Affairs hesitated and suggested: "Deputy Commander, I suggest that Wang Ping apply for personal special merit once and directly report to the Commander!"

And now, the deputy commander actually rewarded him with such a large sum of money.

Although the deputy commander's approach seems to many people to have some conflicts with many systems of the Eighth Route Army, setting a precedent. However, only Wang Ping, a future person who has traveled through time from later generations, knows it.

Although material rewards are very realistic, they are more useful than any spiritual reward.

Everyone is human, and if you are human, you have to live. Not everyone can accept the so-called spiritual reward when you can’t even eat enough.

Just when everyone thought Wang Ping would refuse, he actually agreed.

"Long, I want five hundred yuan~ But I have a proposal!"
Chapter completed!