Chapter 1512

The five-day May Day holiday came to an abrupt end when Aunt Zhang Hong's tofu became famous.

But the holiday ended, and the tofu selling never ended.

Vegetable seller Old Zhao drove over for the first time, and cried and howled as soon as he came: "Song Tan, Song Tan! When we met at the beginning, my daughter was already your niece!"

Now it's good, there is tofu and you didn't even say a word.

Song Tan smiled helplessly: "I wanted to say, but people have only been doing business for two days, you also give them a chance to save up equipment!"

"I don't care about that!"

Old Zhao was unreasonable: "By the time they save up the equipment, the business will be that person surnamed Chang's!"

With Boss Chang's wealthy posture, where can he, an ordinary vegetable seller who guards a small storefront of a few square meters, compete!

Now they look at each other with disgust.

Song Tan then waved her hand: "Qiao Qiao, you take uncle to Aunt Zhang Hong's house."

Qiao Qiao and Yang Zhengxin are now inseparable, and at this moment Yang Zhengxin leaned over and asked curiously: "Sister, I heard that we stir-fry bean dregs to eat in the countryside. Is it delicious?"

Seventh Uncle hummed: "You ask her, can she do it for you?"

Yang Zhengxin quickly leaned over, pinching shoulders and beating legs, flattering like a model: "Seventh Uncle, bean dregs, how to do it?"

How to do it?

Seventh Uncle became proud: "Stir-fry with garlic sprouts, or stir-fry with leeks, both are fine. You follow, ask Zhang Hong for a few pieces of bean dregs, and I will do it at noon."

Bean dregs, young people have almost never eaten them, and most of those who come to buy tofu can't think of this, so Aunt Zhang Hong really saved a lot there.

When Qiao Qiao brought a new big client over, she told her man at home without saying a word: "You go, take two big basins of bean dregs and send them all!"

She also said to Qiao Qiao who was preparing to refuse: "Qiao Qiao be good, you are not the head of the family, let your uncle send it to your sister."

Qiao Qiao nodded immediately: "Good."

Responding here, Aunt Zhang Hong found three big bowls again, with a thick layer of white sugar at the bottom of the bowl. Immediately after, a big spoon scooped in the pot, with a splash, a bowl of steaming sweet soy milk was scooped out.

While handing it to Yang Zhengxin, she complained: "I told your mother, let her bring a small bucket every morning, soy milk is water, why are you still embarrassed?"

"Your family has helped so much, and money is really shabby to me!"

Don't look at her only selling tofu for two days, but those who bought it on the first day almost came again on the second day!

Now opening Tremolo can search for people saying her tofu is good!

The price is expensive, but the taste is not available elsewhere! Just these two days, although getting up early and staying up late is extra hard, in fact, the couple's income is several thousand!

Oh my!

If it weren't for the fast action of installing the electric mill, it would really not be able to catch this wealth.

Aunt Zhang Hong thought about taking time to widen the courtyard, and get two more mills, and that machine for pressing tofu.

Yang Zhengxin held the hot soy milk, and at this moment, the rich bean breath came to his face, a bit fishy, but more of it was rich fragrance, so the three of them clearly knew it was too hot, but they didn't want to let go.

Old Zhao looked at a plate of tender tofu just pressed, and asked at this moment: "Can I taste a piece?"

"Yes!" Aunt Zhang Hong is a refreshing person. Although this business earns a few cents, she is extra generous to the people in the village, and gives everyone a taste.

Drink soy milk if there is soy milk, otherwise cut more tofu.

In her words: "If it were thirty or fifty years ago, I really wouldn't dare to do this."

Why?

Poor!

People are poor and ambitious. If she gave soy milk openly, people could line up for two miles at her door early in the morning! Then what money to earn?

The knife for cutting tofu tilted, and everyone in the ten miles and eight villages who ground tofu couldn't do business.

Later, life got better, and close families came to drink a few sips. Rural people love face, and will specifically avoid the time of boiling soy milk.

But at that time, money couldn't be earned, and even a few cents were reluctant to let go, which was also difficult.

Now it's different, life is better, so it should be generous!

Perhaps because of the high income and strong waist, Aunt Zhang Hong was not so refreshing before, but now she has changed her appearance after doing business for two days.

Old Zhao didn't know the reason, and thought it was her character, and felt very congenial at this moment. After tasting the tofu, he was even more hesitant:

"Big sister, I order 50 jin of this tofu each, and I will ask my family to pull it every morning."

This is another long-term income, but Aunt Zhang Hong can only smile numbly at this moment:

"Oh! Then you have to wait two days, I plan to take advantage of these two days when there are few people, and hurry to clear the courtyard—Qiao Qiao, you go back and help ask your family, when will the square in the village be repaired? Can you introduce someone who does concrete, so I can clean up the courtyard?"

Yang Zhengxin held the soy milk, didn't drink a sip, and saw Aunt Zhang Hong had already neatly done several things—

Return, talk business, plan the next step.

Don't say it's him, I'm afraid his father has never seen such a strange woman with execution in his life!

At this moment, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded: "Auntie, you have only been doing business for two days and you are ready to engage in engineering. What if it's not that profitable?"

Aunt Zhang Hong was stunned: "This child!"

Then she laughed: "Then I must have earned money to be so neat."

"People on Tremolo always talk about seizing opportunities, seizing opportunities. I have this opportunity at hand and don't grasp it, am I not blind?"

"People, the opportunity to hit the big luck in a lifetime may be that one or two years, you will feel that everything is smooth—I think, I am this."

"Just thinking about making money, your sister gave such a good business."

"Your uncle went to learn technology, and people didn't hide anything neatly."

"This business invested ten thousand yuan, but your sister gave an idea, and I earned back the cost on the first day—if it weren't for the bean grinding not keeping up, I could have caught that big business."

"Now you see, I just said I want to clean up the courtyard and add a few pieces of equipment, and your sister gave money to build a square for the village. Look at the house your family built, fast and good, and the price is fair."

"Isn't this the opportunity God gave me? If I don't grasp it, the God of Wealth won't even bother to enter my door in the future!"

This series of words came out, let alone Yang Zhengxin and Qiao Qiao, even Old Zhao was dumbfounded!

Then he remembered the business and career of these two years, and at this moment "Oh" a sound: "If I had been cruel enough to smash my family's foundation last year, I could have spread the popularity of peaches and watermelons in Yuncheng!"

It's a pity that he didn't have the courage, and Song Tan probably saw it, and later only gave a part to let him live a stable life. And his shop? Now it still relies on word of mouth to bring new ones, steadily doing members.

This business is not bad, but in comparison, he, who has sold vegetables for a lifetime, is not as good as grinding tofu for two or three days!

People compare with people, really angry to death!