I came, I wanted to buy birch sap, the staff said that there was no container, you need to come with your own... There are no words. How can you sell something in bottling without providing a container?! It is sold once a year for less than a month, and bottles cannot be provided for sale to the public for a fee...
There is an oil depot stop along the route of bus 5 . The forest is a mess after your work. Logs are lying around, etc. Here's a photo. People are walking and are afraid of emergency trees.
The girl who sits in the waiting room does not know how to communicate. Ruined the whole day. That's why there's one star. They don't know their work phone numbers, only their personal ones. But they can't give you a personal one.
There is no order in horror. A mess. I was looking for a master, then who would help me choose the boards. Then they loaded it manually, there was no equipment, and the cost clearly included loading...The woman types the invoices in the computer, and then writes them out manually, there is no printer. In my opinion, an outsider, there is no real leader who would bring discipline and order. I do not recommend visiting this company
The queue for birch juice is a kilometer long. In order to get a couple of liters to drink, you need to wait until the non-fans get 50-100 liters each!!!
The organization is state-owned, but it looks more like an artel. The board is crooked, not in size and the price is cloudy. And I don't say anything about the forest at all, after harvesting the wood, the tank range is in comparison, a flat area.
Horror is happening in the forests in the pursuit of deforestation, the forest was turned into tank ranges for 100 years it will take to level the tracks 76 after the war, trenches are visible and the tracks are steeper ruined roads and a choked forest and don't let it rot