Shopkeeper Hu seemed to have noticed something, but his face remained calm and he just smiled kindly and said, "Madam, can I come in and wait?"
"Oh, yes, yes, please come in quickly."
Qin Manzhi had not seen anyone for a long time. She stood in the courtyard and talked to shopkeeper Hu for a long time, but she even forgot to invite people in. She felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly stepped forward to open the fence gate of the small courtyard.
The carriage was too big, so Lin Shan found a place outside under the shade of a tree to tie it up, and took out a handful of beans to feed the horse without following in.
Shopkeeper Hu was invited into the main room to sit down. Not long after, Qin Manzhi brought a bowl of water. He nodded and thanked him, took a small sip and put it down. He looked up at the sky again.
The sun has not yet risen to noon, but if we delay for a long time, the distance from the village to the town will probably be necessary to walk at night.
But he had already made up his mind, even if it took a day, he would have to wait.
This has to start when Lin Shan and Zhou He came back.
Both of them are good at delivering goods in the store, but this time they were so distracted that they came back from the delivery. Without waiting for further questioning, they just told the story of what they saw in Nanzi County.
Clearly, I finally got a letter from shopkeeper Qiao.
Shopkeeper Hu couldn't sit still when he saw it. He originally wanted to wait for the girl to come to town to sell tofu and find someone to discuss business, but who knew that he sent someone to guard South Street for a few days, but the news he got was unexpected.
It's because they will be closed for a few days, and we don't know exactly when they will reopen.
How can this be done!
Lao Qiao urged him hard, asking him to send another large batch of goods within half a month, because he wanted to send them to other branches.
Such a good opportunity cannot slip away from your hands!
In the past few days, he could only ask around. Fortunately, he found out the village where the person was from the butcher in the town. He came here at such a late hour, regardless of the bumpy road.
Shopkeeper Hu had a good idea. As long as he found a place, it would only take a few minutes to place an order and sign the contract. With that in mind, he even took care of breakfast and only brought a few pancakes for dry food on the way.
I plan to go back to town and have a serious meal in the evening.
Who would have thought that the place was found, that is, that house, but the real owner was not there, and how could it be possible to make so many goods in half a month in this small space in the house?
"Shopkeeper, are you talking about dried potatoes and vermicelli?"
Qin Manzhi asked cautiously. She only remembered that her daughter mentioned to her that the shopkeeper in the town would receive the goods later, but the time could not be determined.
In the past few days, there has been a lot of buzz among the villagers because of the harvesting of sweet potatoes and the harvesting of white strips. It is said that the people in the village are nice and everyone makes money by opening a workshop and doing business, but they can't even pay for the sweet potatoes. Isn't it a joke?
, I am afraid that if the workshop is not completed, it will become obsolete.
Although everyone was discussing it privately, it eventually spread. The village chief and elders were highly respected, so there was no one to arrange it, but his daughter was once again pushed to the forefront.
Fortunately, Uoda Noriko's kindness from before prevented most people from saying too much, otherwise I don't know what trouble would have happened.
She could understand the mood of everyone in the village. In fact, they all thought that her daughter had great luck in selling the 400 kilograms of goods.
But what if the shopkeeper in front of me is the person who received the goods before?
He came to his home at this time, and he looked polite and friendly. Could it be that... he came to place an order again?
This guess shocked Qin Manzhi, so she carefully tested it, hoping to get the answer she wanted from the other party.
Shopkeeper Hu has been in business for so many years and has already become an expert. As soon as Qin Manzhi opened his mouth, he started praising her on the snake stick.
"That's true." He chuckled and said, "Miss Zhuang is very smart. It's really novel that she can come up with these things using sweet potatoes."
"I originally wanted to give it a try, but I didn't know that the goods were really easy to sell. This time I came to her specifically to order some more goods from her."
Shopkeeper Hu said that Chen Ken also wanted to try to win the favor of the other party.
"So, how much do you want to decide this time..."
Qin Manzhi's heart was beating after hearing this. She suppressed her excitement and asked anxiously.
Shopkeeper Hu pondered for a while and replied: "I want to order two thousand catties."
But then he raised his head and looked around the small courtyard, frowning, "I'm just afraid that you won't be able to deliver such a big item for a while..."
"We can deliver! We can deliver!"
Qin Manzhi interrupted shopkeeper Hu excitedly.
"Shopkeeper, please stay here for a moment, I'll ask someone to call Ke'er back!"
With just these words, Qin Manzhi left shopkeeper Hu alone in the main room and quickly walked out of the yard.
She was going to Li Guihua's house next door.
"Osmanthus, is Osmanthus here?"
There was a series of loud shouts, and Li Guihua thought something had happened, so she dropped the firewood she was about to put into the stove, closed the stove door, and walked out of the kitchen.
"Sister-in-law Qin, what's wrong?"
When Li Guihua glanced at her, she saw Qin Manzhi standing outside calling her, with an anxious look on his face but also a hint of joy, and she had some questions in her heart.
"Sister Osmanthus fragrans, help me go to the workshop and call Brother Ke'er and Brother Ling back, and tell them that the shopkeeper in the city is here and waiting at home!"
Li Guihua was also dumbfounded. She thought she didn't hear clearly, so she asked again, "Who is the shopkeeper?"
She didn't react at all.
On weekdays, the villagers either work in the fields or have family affairs. Except for a few big rallies a year if conditions are good, they don't have much chance to go to the town on weekdays.
Even if you go to the store to buy some sugar or make a pot of vinegar, you mostly deal with the waiters and have little interaction with the shopkeeper.
People don't look down on you, you are a jerk.
"He's the shopkeeper who collects dried potatoes and vermicelli. He's here to place an order!"
Before Li Guihua could figure it out, she was shocked by these words.
Ordering? The shopkeeper in the town? Made a special trip to their Erlizi Village?!
It’s simply something I dare not even think about!
Wait, doesn't this mean that the sweet potato workshop that her man is a member of has come to do business?
Li Guihua had never been stupid, so she figured it out without a reminder, and without Qin Manzhi saying anything, she just told the silly boy to take good care of the house, and hurried out the door, taking the shortcut behind.
Workshop site.
A large drying yard has been circled, and the foundation has been laid solidly. Strong men of all ages picked out the mud and mixed the sand. They were all sweating from the work in the autumn weather.
It's almost noon, and many villagers have sent meals to their homes. The village chief also asked everyone to rest first and then work again after eating. It will only last a few days, so there is no need to rush.
Zhuang Keqing originally didn't want to go today, but the village chief forced her to come and said that the positions of the stoves should be fixed to avoid the trouble of having to modify them when there were more or smaller stoves.
She had no choice but to give up the idea of making wine and drag Shen Ling along. In addition, she also hugged Aman and took the little guy out to have some fun.
"Ah!"
Pressing down Aman's clenched fist, Zhuang Keqing turned to the village chief and said, "Grandpa, village chief, after the workshop is built, it's time to harvest the potatoes. I'm afraid the other villagers don't have any ideas, so they only participate in the workshop." Harvested at farmers’ homes.”
"That's what I mean." The village chief's doorstep has been trampled recently, and people come to ask about potato harvesting. He is so annoyed that he wishes he could close his yard to prevent people from entering.
But he is the village chief after all, and he still understands the villagers somewhat. "Don't blame them. We all work in the fields. It's not easy to produce something from the fields. We all have to make ends meet."
Zhuang Keqing nodded, put his struggling brother into Shen Ling's arms, teased him again, and said, "Village chief, you don't need to worry. I asked Grandma Liu's family and Uncle Wang's family before, and they were both willing to send potatoes." of."
"I believe you, but don't look down on us old people." The village chief smiled and stroked his beard, "My elders and I have grown a lot at home, and I think they are enough. .”
The old man and the young man looked at each other tacitly, and both breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, they were not worried before, but this bow had no turning arrow. Now that they had made up their mind to fight, they had to use all their strength.