Just when he signed the deed, shopkeeper Hu was a little worried, fearing that the girl would be too angry and would not be able to deliver the goods, but now it seems that there is no need to have such worries.
As for the villagers outside the courtyard, at a glance, there are probably about thirty or forty people in total, which is not considered small if compared to the size of a workshop.
"There really is a workshop!"
Shopkeeper Hu now completely put his heart back into his belly.
What he signed this time was one thousand kilograms of dried potatoes and two thousand kilograms of vermicelli. The quantity was not particularly large, but the time was tight and it would take half a month to deliver.
I was worried that this girl didn't understand the ways of the business, so he specifically reminded me that if I couldn't deliver the goods on time, I would have to pay liquidated damages. But the other party didn't have any scruples and pressed his fingerprints very quickly.
Only now did he realize that he was really confident!
"Grandpa, village chief, this is the shopkeeper of Wufuji in this town. I mentioned it to you before." Zhuang Keqing turned around and introduced shopkeeper Hu to the village chief.
"Did you know that this time Shopkeeper Hu signed a three thousand catty sweet potato business with our Erlizi Village!"
As soon as she finished speaking, not to mention the villagers standing outside, even the village chief was stunned for a moment.
How many kilograms?
Is he afraid that he is deaf and blind due to his old age?
"Girl, you just said, how many pounds?"
Even though Zhuang Keqing spoke clearly and had a crisp voice, it didn't matter. The village chief asked again in disbelief.
"Grandpa, the village chief, it's three thousand catties."
Really three thousand pounds!
I can’t even think about a business involving three thousand kilograms of sweet potatoes!
When the village chief came to his senses, he wished he could worship Shopkeeper Hu as a Bodhisattva.
It really comes to you as you think, isn’t it just a Bodhisattva who gives you wealth?
…
The small Erlizi Village was in a state of excitement.
The villagers almost rushed to tell each other, and everyone was very happy.
Have you heard? The shopkeepers of Wufuji in the town have come to the village to do business, and they are still selling thousands of pounds of sweet potatoes!
"What? You can't?"
"I've seen it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears. There's nothing I can't do!"
Almost every household was so shocked that they dropped what they were busy doing and wanted to go to the dealer to see if it was true or false.
"Hey, what are you going to do now? The shopkeeper has been invited to the village chief's house!"
"That's right, the village chief told us not to wander around outside. It's going to be dark and we might scare people."
After hearing this, the villagers stopped going out to join in the fun.
At the banker's house, while waiting for Mrs. Qian to cook in the kitchen, the second daughter-in-law, Mrs. Li, hurried in and said, "Mom, I just heard from outside that my sister-in-law's niece signed a big deal for the sweet potato workshop in the village.
!”
"Stop farting so carelessly! The sweet potato workshop is a loss-making thing at first glance, how can it be a big business!"
This is because I still remember what happened last time.
Mrs. Qian didn't feel that she was wrong at all. She obviously asked her son to get the recipe, and she also urged her to make the dried potatoes. In the end, she threw them all into her hands and refused to sell them at a low price.
reason.
But she put all the blame on the big house, thinking that someone deliberately harmed her.
Mrs. Li stood submissively while being scolded, not daring to reply.
But she just heard clearly that someone really saw the shopkeeper taking the deed.
Mrs. Qian scolded her daughter-in-law and threw the fire stick in her hand on the ground. She was upset and cursed: "The whole family is a bad breed with sores on their heads and pus on their soles. She can also do this to deceive an old woman like me."
Out!"
Are you still thinking about doing business in the same town? A few hundred pounds last time was just a blind cat touching a dead mouse. Do you really think you are capable?
Only a ghost can believe it!
So it was time to light the fire and cook. When the food was on the table, her husband and second son had not come back yet. She put down the fire and ordered her daughter-in-law: "Look outside, no one has come back.
There is no life in the fields, but you still go out and wander around every day, and you don’t know how to find any work!”
After hearing what she said, Mrs. Li wiped her hands and went out. As soon as she reached the entrance of the yard, she saw her husband coming back with her father-in-law.
"The shopkeeper of Wufuji is really different. Looking at his style, I don't know which old man in the village he is." Zhuang Er looked envious. He turned around and asked old man Zhuang: "Isn't that right, dad?"
Old Man Zhuang nodded, with no expression on his face, but there was still some agreement in his eyes.
"My niece is really capable. She persuaded the shopkeeper in the town to come to Erlizi Village and negotiated a three thousand catty deal in one go!" Zhuang Er still had some shock on his face when he heard the news.
People came and went, praising Zhuang Keqing over and over again. "Three thousand catties..."
After hearing the sound, the old lady Qian who came out was also stunned. She had a bad expression on her face and her face was blue and purple. She didn't give up and asked again: "Is it really a three thousand catty business?"
"Mom, what did I do to lie to you? If you don't believe me, ask dad."
Zhuang Er pushed Old Man Zhuang out. The old man nodded silently and went into the house regardless of how many people were standing in the yard.
Not long after, the sound of Xilihulu and drinking porridge could be heard inside.
Mrs. Qian's old face fell completely, and her spirit was gone. She only glanced at her son, who was still very happy and proud of his eldest son, and then returned to the back room without eating.
"Mom, what's going on?"
Zhuang Er couldn't understand, so he turned to his wife and asked.
Mrs. Li frowned slightly, glanced in the direction of the inner room, and shook her head gently. "Mom is not happy to hear about the big house, so don't say anything else in the future."
Zhuang Er suddenly thought of the remaining dried potatoes he had piled up in the warehouse. He immediately broke into a cold sweat and shut up obediently.
At dinner time, Zhuang Keqing and Shen Ling, for the first time, did not go home for dinner. Instead, they stayed at the village chief's house and had a dinner with shopkeeper Hu, which was quite sumptuous in the eyes of the villagers.
Sautéed fried tofu, ants climbing a tree, fermented bean curd meat, tofu soup, stew and some seasonal stir-fried fresh vegetables.
"Shopkeeper Hu, the village is different from the town. There is nothing to offer. These are the only home-cooked dishes that are edible. You can try them first."
The village chief warmly invited us.
Since it was already past noon after signing the deed, and if he returned to town, he would probably arrive at night, so the village chief asked Shopkeeper Hu to stay at his house for one night and have a light meal, so as to fulfill their courtesy.
.
Of course Shopkeeper Hu agreed. After traveling so much in a day, he was already exhausted and wished he could lie down and rest immediately.
He originally thought that what was served was some pickled vegetable stew and other dishes commonly used in the village to entertain guests, but who knew that these "home-cooked dishes" in front of him were completely beyond his imagination, even though he had traveled a lot
I haven’t seen or eaten it in years.
A dish of ants climbed up a tree. Shopkeeper Hu recognized it as vermicelli. He put it into his mouth with chopsticks. It was soft and chewy and had a strong meaty aroma. A dish of fried tofu with soy sauce was oily and tender, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. It also had the aroma of braised tofu.
.Look at this meat again. It looks simple.
It is steamed and can be eaten in your mouth. It is fat but not greasy. It is a delicious flavor that I have never tasted before. After tasting a few dishes, I cleaned my mouth with vegetables at the end, and then drank a bowl of smooth tofu soup. This feeling
, no worse than ordering table dishes at Deyuelou in the county town.
"This home-cooked dish is too rich." Shopkeeper Hu praised, with a sincere expression on his face. "Especially the steamed pork, it is full of flavor and fragrance."
When the village chief saw that Shopkeeper Hu was satisfied with his meal, he smiled and nodded, "People in the village eat poorly, and these dishes were all thought up by girls."
Even at this time, I didn’t forget to recommend someone to praise me.
"Do you like this fermented bean curd pork?" It's not without reason that Zhuang Keqing served this dish at the dinner table. She was just waiting for what Shopkeeper Hu said.
"Oh? Fermented bean curd meat? Could it be steamed together with fermented bean curd?" Shopkeeper Hu became interested, "It's just that I have never heard of the name fermented bean curd."
"Did you figure it out again?"
"It just happens." Zhuang Keqing smiled shyly, "If the shopkeeper likes it, I will send a can over tomorrow morning. You can use it with meals or cooking."
As soon as Shopkeeper Hu heard this, he knew that this girl was waiting for him here.
But he didn't mind being plotted by a junior at all, and was very happy instead.
He has now tasted the sweetness of dried potatoes and vermicelli, and this fermented bean curd is probably only this family's unique secret recipe. If he can get it, Wufuji's business will definitely be several levels better than before!
Thinking of this, Shopkeeper Hu smiled even more and joked, "Then I'll wait here tomorrow. I won't leave until I take this fermented bean curd jar."
