Chapter three hundred and sixty seventh picking peaches
This is the day that we imagined. Who can have the patience to deal with Mrs. Jiang who shows off her belly all day long?
Jiang Changxi: "Our own caravan can promote these pickles to further places little by little."
Dagui: "Transportation is really inconvenient. It would be great if we could have our own place in a nearby town to make it like roast duck."
Isn't that right? Jiang Changxi: "Technical problems are easy to deal with, but Zhuangzi is too expensive to purchase them. He doesn't have the strength."
Then he laughed: "Although I want to make my business bigger, I have never thought about putting all the money in the world into my own pocket and blooming flowers everywhere. I don't have that much ability. I will focus on developing a few
The place is still okay.”
Dagui: "What do you mean, grandma?"
Jiang Changxi: "Outside the capital, we have a small village. We will set up a sauce workshop first. When the money here comes around, we will buy some fertile land. It will be enough trouble."
Jiang Changxi, the richest man in the country, doesn't dare to think about it, but becoming the richest man in the city is a small goal for Jiang Changxi.
Who in life doesn't want to be the best and secretly work hard towards the goal?
Dagui didn't know the grandma's ambitions, so he thought about it and said, "My uncle will have to go to the capital sooner or later. It seems convenient for us to take care of him."
There was no need for Jiang Changxi to give orders. Daji had already said: "The stall here has been taken care of. Let Dagui choose some trustworthy people and teach them the skills. There will be no problem in finding a trustworthy person to run it."
Who says it's not? Jiang Changxi: "The plan is very good, but everything has just begun. Don't rush and take your time."
After all, Kyoto is just a small village now. All good things come from imagination. If you want to become the richest man by selling pickles, you have to develop for a while, and haha, it’s difficult.
It would be quick to find a mine to make a fortune, but Jiang Changxi wouldn't dare to do so. The main reason is that he has no strength and is afraid of death.
Dagui: "Although there is no rush, the workshop in Kyoto still needs to be built first."
Jiang Changxi nodded: "This is possible. We have to inquire about suitable fields."
Then the master and the servant were worried that there were no suitable manpower in Kyoto.
Jiang Changxi: "If we say hello to Madam, I'm afraid Madam will think that we are asking for Zhuangzi from her, which is inappropriate."
Dafu nodded. As for the uncle's uncle, forget it. Now it's just a superficial friendship. I'm afraid the uncle and grandma are not willing to owe this friendship.
Dali is a straightforward person: "How about we write to the uncle and ask him, he knows more people than we do."
Jiang Changxi: "There's no need to ask. If you ask your uncle, this kind of thing will definitely fall on your uncle Lin's head."
So it is better to discuss this matter directly with Cousin Lin. Then there is the matter in Kyoto, who will take care of it.
Jiang Changxi: "Originally, the old housekeeper was suitable, but the uncle is not in the house, and the old housekeeper was taken away again. It will not be easy for me to explain it later."
Dafu even laughed. It’s rare that grandma can still think of this.
Look at Dagui, look at Dali, and look at Dafu. Dafu feels that she should also be frightened, because she is reluctant to leave her grandma.
Dafu took a step forward: "Grandma, do you think I'm still a slave?"
Jiang Changxi: "Of course it will happen, but you don't have to think about it. I won't let you leave. We grew up together, and I won't worry if you run away so far."
These days, when women travel without relatives, it is easy for people to gossip behind their backs.
Jiang Changxi naturally doesn't care about this, but the girls around her can't help but she has to protect them.
Dafu's eye circles were a little red: "Grandma, slave..."
Jiang Changxi: "You are no worse than others. Don't think so much. They can leave me for a while, but I can't leave you for a while. You just think that I block your way to start a business."
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Dafu: "I still know what the eldest grandma said and how much the slave weighs. The eldest grandma feels sorry for the slave. But if she does, I am afraid that the eldest grandma will continue to rely on the slave. Please don't dislike it."
Jiang Changxi: "You have complained to my mother so many times and I don't mind it."
Okay, one sentence made Dafu hide in the kitchen directly. Black history cannot be mentioned.
This matter has been put on hold. If we can't find a suitable candidate, it will be in vain.
The road to starting a business is not always smooth. For example, there were times when Dagui failed to make soy sauce or yellow sauce, and food was banned.
Or the jar may be broken while being transported on the road. These things all happen.
Even though Jiang Changxi was stumbling, he persevered. Who can start a business without a little trouble?
Only when a second pickle business appeared in Baoding Prefecture to compete with Jiang Changxi did Jiang Changxi understand what a crisis was.
Jiang Changxi finally understood that what he wanted to do was to crush his IQ. It was just a dream.
People these days are not stupid at all. Not to mention the price war, they are giving away their own recipes.
Dagui's face turned so dark when he ate other people's pickles: "It actually tastes exactly the same as ours."
Jiang Changxi looked at the plate of pickles with disgust: "I've met an expert."
Dagui had a dark face and wanted to run to Zhuangzi immediately to ask who had leaked the secret: "I think it's a traitor."
Jiang Changxi: "It can't be something people figure out on their own. It's not unusual to make those pickles based on their taste after eating them several times."
Dagui snorted coldly: "I can't say no, but in such a short time, we can make a few kinds of pickles in our village. There is no such coincidence in the world. Besides, it's not just a slave bragging. This method and ingredients will not be given unless the eldest grandma gives me some advice."
than others."
Jiang Changxi was right when she thought about it. Many of their seasonings were bought by herself in the mountains or in pharmacies. These days, many people don't know them.
Jiang Changxi lamented that people's hearts are so soft. He is still too soft-hearted. This is not an era where you can know the recipe just by searching.
I also know that it is not easy for a woman to do things. When Mr. Jiang San and Zhou Lan were in Baoding Mansion, no one dared to do this.
The man in the family had only been out for a short time before these monsters and monsters jumped out.
Fortunately, Dagui has always been in control of soy sauce and soybean paste, and the people he picked are all under his own contract. Otherwise, the loss would have been even greater.
Dafu: "Grandma, my family can't do this."
Those who sell their lives and are in the hands of their masters are even less able to do such a thing.
So let’s not talk about how these ingredients were exposed. Jiang Changxi first fired the outsiders hired by Zhuangzi.
When it comes to hiring people, it's better to listen to Dafu and the others and buy them yourself. It's more reliable to have their deeds of sale in your hands.