Zhuang Keqing and Liu Zhuzi returned to Erlizi Village in the afternoon.
Some villagers saw him along the way, but no one came up to talk to him.
But it's because Zhuang Keqing was too high-profile about raising fish in rice fields before. Not only did she not listen to people's kind persuasion, but she also embarrassed everyone on the spot, so now the reputation about her is also very subtle.
"This girl is too impetuous and not practical."
"She dares to interfere in things like farming, so her widow is the only one left to do whatever she wants."
There are some who are dissatisfied.
"If you ask me, if someone is good at making tofu and can't afford the output of those two acres of paddy fields, you old men will feel sorry for you. It's just a joke."
"That's right, I heard that the tofu business is going to the town. I wonder how much profit it will make."
There are also those who are envious.
But Zhuang Keqing didn't know that he had become a celebrity in the village, but even if he knew, he would probably just laugh it off.
Originally, she made tofu and raised fish just to live a better life, and it had nothing to do with others. She could do whatever they said. Anyway, the money ended up in her own pocket.
When they arrived at the gate of Liu Zhuzhu's house, Zhuang Keqing took down his rattan basket. He also took a pound of meat and a box of peanuts and caramel from it and stuffed them into Liu Zhuzhu's hands.
"Uncle Liu, thank you very much this time."
"Hey! How can I collect your things!"
Liu Zhuzhu was about to refuse, but Zhuang Keqing ignored him and just threw the things on the cart, and he ran away.
Li Guihua heard the noise outside the door and walked out. She saw her man holding the handle of the trolley, looking torn about whether to let go or not.
"Master! What's wrong with you?"
"Hey! It's not that Zhuang girl, she gave us a lot of things!"
Liu Zhuzhu raised his chin towards the trolley. Li Guihua then noticed a piece of meat tied with straw rope on the trolley and some snacks and fruits packed in a small wooden box.
"Now that you've given it, let's take it. Don't act like a petty bastard and make others unhappy."
Li Guihua carried her things, turned around, opened the courtyard door wide, and asked the man to push the cart back.
"How was it today? You came back so early, are they all sold out?" she asked.
"Hey, you haven't seen that scene. Wherever it was for sale, it was just for grabs!" Liu Zhuzhu thought of the scene at that time and still felt that it was not real at all.
"Rob?"
"You don't know, that girl read a poem, and then a bunch of people grabbed the tofu, and within half an hour they were all gone!"
Seeing that his wife was confused, Liu Zhuzi described the scene in detail, but he couldn't remember the poem, so he didn't say it.
"You don't know, this girl is smart. Although the tofu in town is only a penny a piece, it is at least half the price of what we sell in the village."
"Most of the boards were sold for the price of two boards. Needless to say, there were other things. I'm afraid I made at least a profit this time..." Liu Zhuzhu held out a hand: "This is the number."
Li Guihua was also shocked. She could earn so much just by going there. This business was a good deal.
But envy was envy, and she did not feel any jealousy. Instead, she said: "You say that girl is smart, but I think she is also down to earth. The tofu in our village can now be exchanged for other things, and every time she is the boss
Together, it's the same as before, never ambiguous."
"That's true." Liu Zhuzhu nodded.
"Since the girl gave you these meats, let's have a meat show tonight. By the way, have you sold my show?" As she spoke, Li Guihua carried her things to the kitchen.
On the other side, Zhuang Keqing returned home. When Qin Manzhi saw that his daughter's backpack contained nothing but the things she bought in the town, she knew that today's business was done!
My daughter is so capable!
Qin Manzhi looked proudly at her thirsty daughter, who was holding a porcelain bowl and drinking water.
With her plump forehead, long black hair, curled eyelashes, and straight bridge of nose, although she is not yet fully grown, she bears a close resemblance to her younger self, making her look easy to attract admiration. Then I thought of Li Guihua.
What she said to herself made her feel inexplicably worried.
Zhuang Keqing didn't know what her mother was thinking. She finished drinking the water, put down the bowl, took out her purse from her arms, and shook proudly before handing it to Qin Manzhi.
The sound of "clatter" woke up Aman, causing the baby to babble in Qin Manzhi's arms.
"Aman, you grow up quickly. Sister bought Tangtang, so you can eat it when you grow up!" Zhuang Keqing was in a good mood as she teased her younger brother, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.
Seeing that her daughter was in a good mood, Qin Manzhi thought for a while and finally did not say anything disappointing at this time. She planned to have a good talk with her in a few days when Zhuang Keqing stopped running around.
Qin Manzhi was thinking this, but she didn't know that someone had already made a plan and was about to take action.
"Mom, I heard that the dealer went to town today. When he came back, the carts were all empty. I'm afraid the goods he brought were all sold."
Wang Sansheng has a good skin. His wheat-colored skin is sunny and healthy, he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he is tall and has long legs. He looks like a spirited person.
What Aunt Wang loves most in her life is this son. He is good-looking and smart. Compared with the eldest and second eldest son, he is like a phoenix in the chicken coop. He is destined to be different.
"Then you have to hurry up. Although this girl is young, I think she is really capable." Aunt Wang pulled her son and stood in the corner of the yard: "Last time I went to town, it was just the hard-earned money for delivering goods.
But it’s only 50 Wen, and if you add in the salesperson, it’s almost 200 Wen.”
Wang San didn't need her mother to tell her, he had already found out clearly.
It used to be that young tofu in the village cost one penny a piece, and old tofu cost two pence a piece. Just the income from two plates of tofu per day would cost twenty or thirty cents. Plus the delivery fee of one hundred and fifty cents per ten days, this adds up...
…
Thinking of that possible number, his heart became intoxicated.
If those two women hadn't been stupid and allowed people to exchange firewood and beans, I'm afraid they wouldn't have made more money!
Ever since he came of age, it has been easy for people in these eight villages to seduce a little girl based on their appearance. When he gets this tofu recipe, he will be sitting at home and money will come from the sky!
"Did you hear what mother said?" Aunt Wang used her elbow to nudge her son, who didn't know what he was thinking, and reminded him.
"Hiss~"
"Mom, you have to be gentle. If you beat me, who will cheat you of that tofu recipe?"
"Hey, what are you talking about? How can you be lying?" Aunt Wang said with a straight face: "It's not easy for orphans and widowers in the banker's family. They always need help. My Wang family has many people and they are all young and strong. You have a child?
She is such a talented person, how can she fail them by marrying her daughter?"
"Yes, yes, everything you said is right, my son is wrong." Wang San slapped his face twice, and Wang San pulled his mother away. After all, he asked for another 20 yuan and said he was going to the town.
Buy some jewelry designs that the little girl likes, and give them to the girl when the time comes, as a token of love.
Although Aunt Wang was stingy, she gritted her teeth and gave it in order to make money.
Overjoyed, Wang San rubbed his hands and narrowed his eyes with a smile.
