Chapter 1502: Tofu Thoughts

The silent breakthrough in her realm didn't make Secretary Xiao Zhu notice anything; she just took a few deep breaths and then sighed:

"Why else would they say green hills and clear waters are good? In the countryside, even the air is sweet."

But no matter how sweet the air was, it couldn't stop Secretary Xiao Zhu's conscientious sense of responsibility. At this moment, she returned to the topic: "Can what you just mentioned really all be arranged?"

Song Tan paused for a moment, then nodded: "Mm, all of it. It depends on how you plan the space."

They would purchase the equipment themselves and hire the workers themselves; the cost really wasn't much. Instead, it was the employees on the mountain—men and women were gradually increasing, and there had to be an activity venue—for example, the security team didn't even have a proper training ground.

Taking advantage of this donation, they could also get the village to approve a separate piece of land to arrange it.

Otherwise, using collective land for a training ground wouldn't be very appropriate.

Secretary Xiao Zhu, of course, hoped for perfection—she didn't expect their village to have any "Village Super League" projects, but having a place for residents' entertainment and a place to hold banquets was complementary to their vegetable basket plan. How appropriate!

Therefore, she thought about it, circled a few places in her mind, and then took the electric scooter keys: "No rush, I'll hold a meeting with everyone in the next two days to discuss it."

However, at this moment, she looked at her phone again, and then frowned slightly:

It had been almost a day, so why hadn't the village picked a family to make tofu yet? This project shouldn't lack appeal!

Secretary Xiao Zhu couldn't understand.

At the same time, Zhou Maozhu was smoking during a break from picking tea, also frowning in deep thought.

Actually... tofu, he knew how to make.

To be precise, it was his wife Li Lanhua's father, his father-in-law, who knew how to make it. Before they were married, Zhou Maozhu had once gone to help.

In those years, grinding tofu was purely bitter work, and there were no shameful secret recipes, so he was generally clear about the process.

What he was hesitating about now was whether his family should take on this business.

Actually, the couple was already doing quite well. He fried tea on the mountain from March or April every year until October, and the salary wasn't low at all.

Li Lanhua worked as a casual laborer for the old Song family every day, earning one or two thousand in slack times and eight or ten thousand in busy times. Plus, growing some vegetables, the income really wasn't low!

But the problem was, their son Zhou Tianyu was not young anymore and was still a bachelor!

If they had held onto the hope that their son would one day make big money and settle down in Beicheng, the two times the child came back last year had completely shattered their fantasies.

This child was neither high nor low, couldn't find a suitable job back in Yuncheng, and couldn't earn enough money in Beicheng. If he had a plan and knew how to live, that would be one thing, but this child was spendthrift and didn't think about the future...

He was almost thirty!

In this day and age, for a rural family to marry a wife, first of all, there had to be an apartment in the city—that would cost hundreds of thousands or even a million!

As for whether there was a city girl who wanted nothing and would marry him with a house...

It wasn't that Zhou Maozhu looked down on his son, but in this world, there really weren't many blind girls!

If their family took on this tofu business, looking at the current situation, it definitely wouldn't be hard to sell. If it could really be done, whether it was calling the child back or saving money for him to buy a house...

Wouldn't that all be stable!

But... what about the tea?

He finished smoking a cigarette with a heavy heart, saw that the tea leaves inside were ready, and at this moment put aside his distracting thoughts and started working again.

At this moment, Li Lanhua, who was picking tea, was also pondering this matter.

After the meeting last night, the couple had been pondering until midnight while growing vegetables.

Whether it was frying tea or picking tea, the income from this casual labor wasn't low per month! And there was no pressure, let alone having to bear any consequences. But if they made tofu...

"What are you thinking about?" Chen Shen from the village chatted with her while quickly picking tea leaves.

Li Lanhua came back to her senses: "Maozhu and I are pondering whether to make tofu."

"Tofu?" Chen Shen was stunned: "Isn't your couple's income quite good?"

"But there's still a son," Li Lanhua said with worry on her face.

Chen Shen understood. In this day and age, a son is a debt!

"Then what do you think?"

Li Lanhua didn't hide it: "I just think, if this matter can be done, call Tianyu back from Beicheng, and in the future, the three of us will manage this one business, stable."

"He still earns more than ten thousand a month this year, and half of it goes to rent and food, and the rest isn't saved. At the end of the year, nothing is left. You say that getting married now costs so much money, and he has no plan in his heart, how can that work?"

Raising a child to a hundred years old, worrying for ninety-nine.

Chen Shen understood this feeling all too well, but—

"Don't just think about it, ask the child too. If he refuses to come back no matter what, what can you do?"

Li Lanhua was even more worried!

If Zhou Tianyu were so obedient, why would she only dare to think and not dare to ask now?

But thinking that this matter couldn't be dragged out, she gritted her teeth and dialed the phone—

"Tianyu, are you busy?"

The adult education job Zhou Tianyu did had some freedom when there were no client consultations. At this moment, he answered the phone in the hallway: "Not busy right now, what's up, Mom?"

Li Lanhua hesitated for a moment, then asked: "How is your salary recently? Have you saved any money? Is there any sign of a partner?"

Zhou Tianyu's head was as big as a bucket!

The overall economy had been declining for the past two years, their tasks had gradually increased, and the company had laid off quite a few people recently. Although he had stayed, his cheeks were even more square and sunken, like a Tibetan fox.

But!

He wouldn't compromise on this old topic being brought up again!

With his education, age, and work experience, returning to Yuncheng would only mean doing sales jobs, and the pressure would be even greater than this!

He couldn't do it!

Therefore, he decisively refused: "Mom, you don't need to worry about my affairs. I definitely won't go back to work in the next two years."

Li Lanhua became anxious: "Don't talk about the next two years! How old are you? You don't consider life's major events at all. Your father and I are at this age, what if we have a headache or fever later, don't you think about it?"

Afraid that her son would hang up directly, she quickly explained the main point: "The village is currently building a tourism project, some vegetable basket project, and growing vegetables at home earns quite a lot of money. I'm pondering that our mountains are good and the water is good, and I want to open a tofu workshop with your father at home to sell tofu... I don't know how much we'll earn, but we definitely won't lose money."

"This is hard work, and we can't support it alone. Tianyu, why don't you come back and help out first?"

Zhou Tianyu was speechless for a while!

The couple, one picking tea and one frying tea, didn't they match quite well? They could earn twenty thousand a month.

Why were they all over the place, and now thinking about making tofu? ===== CHAPTER 1503 =====