After Luo Chong's explanation, She Xin finally understood. As the head of a commandery, how could he possibly fail to grasp such obvious principles?
"Snowflake is good, Snowflake is good. Just hearing the name makes me feel cooler. I just don't know how you want me to cooperate with the beer factory project, Chieftain." She Xin happily praised it twice, never mentioning the earlier names Liuyang and Golden Sail again.
Luo Chong pondered briefly when he heard that, then said,
"First, the beer factory's location must be convenient for transportation. Second, it can't occupy too much farmland. At the same time, the area needs to be large enough. You'll choose the location.
"According to my idea, this beer factory should have at least six areas. First is the headquarters administration building, where the factory manager, accountants, and other administrators will work. Next are two storage areas. One will be the raw-material storage area, mainly for storing materials such as barley and hops. The other will be the finished-goods warehouse, for temporarily storing bottled finished beer.
"Then there should be three processing workshops. One will be the raw-material processing and brewing area, one will be the fermentation and cold-storage area, and the last will be the bottling workshop. It should have one keg bottling line and one glass-bottle bottling line. We also need to reserve some space for a metal-can bottling line in the future.
"Together, those make six areas. But that still seems a little insufficient. We should probably add a miscellaneous warehouse for packaging paper, packaging rope, empty wooden barrels, glass bottles, and all sorts of other odds and ends. Think it over. Are we missing anything else?"
At the Liuyang Commandery government office, Luo Chong explained his ideas while She Xin's brush flew across the paper, rapidly recording