Zhuang Keqing had no idea that Zhuang San had enlisted the old lady as a powerful backer and was waiting for the opportunity to attack his family.
She was busy making more tofu and dried bean curd today, so that she could wait for the salesman to come to collect the goods.
Yes, these days, in addition to going to the town every ten days to deliver and sell goods, she also contacted the vendors walking around the town and negotiated several business deals.
Nowadays, several small villages around Erlizi Village can now eat fresh tofu from time to time. And the residents of the town do not have to wait for fixed days every ten days to rush to buy. Sometimes they can also try their luck at the vendors.
Zhuang Keqing did not tell anyone about this, but the salesmen who came and went in the village much more diligently than usual could not hide it.
Seeing that tofu is in high demand, these vendors don't need to carry baskets to buy goods. They basically use carts. Although tofu is afraid of bumps, they buy more old tofu, dried tofu, vegetarian chicken and bean skin, etc., which are more expensive than tofu.
It's still durable, and they are willing to sell it vigorously.
Thanks to the tofu business, they were able to sell some of the unsalable goods they had bought before.
"Sister-in-law Qin, your daughter is really capable."
The salesman named Tian smiled.
His family lives in Daxing Village, so he knew that the tofu seller was in Erlizi Village and was introduced by Carpenter Lin.
It was said that Carpenter Lin went home that time and made a simple tofu mixed with green onions. Not to mention the dolls at home, even his old mother agreed. This made him even more concerned about finding a salesman, and he became anxious for the first time.
I went to find someone on the second day. Unfortunately, unfortunately, the salesman walked around the streets all day long. He returned to the village every three or five days, so he couldn't catch him. He went to the salesman's house several times and said that there was no one there.
When he came back, he was asked to stay for a few days every time, which made him very upset.
Fortunately, the farmer's wife was smart and didn't forget about it. The man told her about it as soon as he got home, and that was how the farmer got the best business in the surrounding villages.
The salesman came today to push a cart, and by this time the goods were almost loaded.
Three plates of old tofu, vegetarian chicken, Qianzhang, and dried tofu were also filled in a rattan basket. I only wanted one plate of tender tofu because I was afraid of the bumps on the road.
The selling price set by Zhuang Keqing and the salesman is three cents for a piece of tofu and two cents for a small piece of dried tofu. In total, the price is slightly cheaper than what she sells in the town, but it is also more expensive than Erlizi Village. After all, there are fewer people in this village now.
Some people spent money to buy tofu, but they all used things in exchange.
The purchase price is calculated based on 170% of the selling price, so you have to earn some hard-earned money for others.
The shopkeepers all had no objections. This banker was doing real business, unlike those who opened shops in the town. Although they said the cost price was still high, they often made less than thirty or fifty cents after selling out the goods. It was not interesting.
"Slow down, don't be in a hurry, take a break after loading the goods. I'll pour a bowl of drink for you to drink, so you don't get thirsty on the way."
Qin Manzhi is kind-hearted. Although her family is doing business with a salesman, she is not stingy with some drinks or snacks. She always lets people eat and drink before letting them go.
With just one move, he was able to regain the goodwill of the salesmen.
"Hey, thank you very much, Sister-in-law Qin."
The farmer came more and more, and he was no longer as polite as before. He moved a stool and sat in a cool place under the eaves, waiting boredly for the bowl of cool syrup.
"Come."
Qin Manzhi came out of the kitchen, handed a bowl of sour fruit drink to the farmer, and then went into the kitchen to help her daughter.
The farmer held the bowl and took a small sip.
Sister-in-law Qin's drink is really a masterpiece. He sipped the last sip and tasted it. Before he could think about it, he looked up inadvertently and saw an old woman and two farm men coming outside the farmer's yard.
The old woman's white hair was combed smoothly and was tied into a bun on the back of her head, with a dead wood hairpin stuck in it. Her clothes were clean and neat. The two Chinese characters beside her were tall, with wheat-colored skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes.
, the outline is slightly similar to that of an old woman, I think they are a family.
He was already familiar with Qin Manzhi, so he turned around and shouted, "Sister-in-law Qin, someone is looking for her."
"Hey, here we come."
The shopkeeper yelled urgently, and he heard a reply from inside. Not long after, Qin Manzhi crossed the threshold and left the kitchen. Her hands were stained with the tofu paste and she didn't have time to wipe them off. At this time, she lowered her head and caught
Wiping with a piece of cloth.
"Who is it..." As she spoke, Qin Manzhi raised her head, but this glance made her swallow all her next words.
Standing outside the yard were the mother-in-law who had driven her away and the men from the second and third bedrooms, Zhuang Er and Zhuang San.
The old lady Qian was very smart and knew that she couldn't act like a mother-in-law at this time, otherwise she might not even be able to enter the yard and would be beaten out.
"My dear..." Before she could say a word, the old lady had already begun to wipe her tears.
"mother."
Qin Manzhi said dryly, but did not step forward to open the door.
The farmer was standing aside, neither standing nor sitting. Years of experience in walking around the streets told him that this was probably another family ethics drama. But the protagonist was Sister-in-law Qin, and he didn’t need to watch the excitement of the host’s house.
After meeting, it will be difficult to do business.
"Sister-in-law Qin, it's getting late. I should go sell some goods, so I won't bother you for now. Thank you for the drink."
After saying that, he put the porcelain bowl on the stool he was just sitting on. Without waiting for Qin Manzhi's response, he walked to the cart in a few steps, pushed it and left.
He was so anxious that he forgot to open the courtyard door first. When he pushed the cart to the door, he had to stop awkwardly. It was Lao Qin Manzhi who stepped forward and pulled the bolt.
"Thank you, thank you very much."
The salesman nodded hurriedly in thanks.
He didn't dare to stay too long, so he bowed his head and pushed the cart away after saying hello, fearing that he would hear something he shouldn't and would only cause embarrassment.
He didn't dare to raise his eyes and look at the three people, old and young, at the door, but he didn't know that two pairs of eyes glanced at the goods on his cart without any trace as he passed by.
I'm afraid the goods pulled on this shabby car must be able to be sold for half a buck!
With just one glance, Mrs. Qian felt confident.
She originally disliked the eldest daughter-in-law of a mourning family. Not to mention that her own son was addicted to gambling, and she killed him in a daze. Thinking that she still had two sons, it was not her turn to be this bad star.
Retirement and death, and peace after separation.
She didn't even look at her eldest son before, just because she was afraid that someone would come after her and take money from her house at the risk of death.
But now?
This salesman brings out a lot of goods in one visit, so her cheap daughter-in-law must have made at least two to three hundred cash in her pocket just this time!
Besides, who is the only one who comes and goes in Erlizi Village these days?
How can one not be jealous!
Mrs. Qian thought so, and Zhuang San couldn't hold back his face because of his anxiety. His eyes were glued to the farmer who was walking further and further away, wishing that the money earned from the truck would immediately fall into his pocket.