Farmhouse nan nan fortune is prosperous

Chapter 67
"Hey, old man, you're busy. Is your father at home?" The village chief saw the yard bustling with activity as soon as he entered the door.

"Village chief, district chief, you are here, my father is in the backyard, you go." Zhang Wang greeted with a smile.

The work at hand did not stop.

Looking at the yard of old Zhang's house, the two sighed again.

The village head muttered to himself, "People, you can't be lazy."

"Old Zhang, are you busy?" Li Zhang asked with a smile.

"Isn't this just helping to dry the bean dregs, and it's not busy, village chief, where are you here today?" Old Zhang put down the dustpan in his hand.

The two of them glanced at each other, a little embarrassed, and the village chief spoke first, "Last time my elder brother said about letting the villagers sell tofu together, the villagers agreed to the terms of the contract you mentioned."

"This matter, let's go to the house and talk about it." Old man Zhang smiled and led the two to the main hall in the front yard.

Fubao and Zhenzhu are eating salty bean curd with great relish.

Seeing the two coming in, Zhang Liu felt like a bright mirror in his heart. It seemed that the matter of tofu was about to be settled.

"Old Zhang, we came here just to know how the contract was signed, when the villagers can start selling it, and the price..." The village chief asked anxiously as soon as he sat down.

Old man Zhang didn't speak, but looked at Mrs. Zhang and Liu.

"When you come to our house to buy tofu every day, you can inspect the goods, that is, taste a piece. If there is any problem within a quarter of an hour, then we will take responsibility. If there is no problem, sign a contract, and the tofu has nothing to do with us. .”

"I need to inspect the goods every day, so there's no problem with that." Zhang Liu continued to work while talking.

"That's no problem." The head of the village nodded, this is indeed good for both parties.

"Then people in the village pay three Wen for tofu from our house, and you can only sell it for four Wen."

"Well, why can't it be set higher?" The village chief was puzzled.

"The price is so high that ordinary people can't afford it. We just want to make it affordable for everyone." Fu Bao said with a smile.

"That's it, Fu Bao is so cute." The village head suddenly realized.

The chief then asked, "Are there any other requirements?"

"One family can only buy one hundred catties from us, not more." Zhang Liu continued.

"Why is that?"

"In order to let everyone in the village earn money, instead of being all earned by a certain family." Fu Bao looked at the two people with bright eyes.

"Okay... Fubao is really smart." The village chief agreed with a smile.

"What's more, if you sell tofu, you must have a sign saying, Zhangjia Tofu." After Zhang Liushi finished speaking, he looked at the two of them.

"What's the matter? It belongs to your old Zhang's family. Is there any request?" The Li Chang breathed a sigh of relief. These requests are irrelevant.

"You can't go to Fucheng, you can sell it in other places." Fu Bao said forcefully.

Originally, she thought that the villagers could only sell it in the surrounding villages, but after thinking about it, the market in the town is too small, so let the villagers sell it.

When they go to Fucheng, they will open a tofu shop, selling tofu, tofu curd, dried tofu, and tofu skin.

"There are nearby villages in that town, can I go?" The village chief asked after thinking about it.

"Yes." Zhang Liu didn't know what Fu Bao thought, but didn't ask carefully.

"By the way, there is another requirement. Whoever wants tofu must register the day before and pay half of the deposit." Zhang Liu thought of what Fubao said before, and then added.

"Okay, there's no problem with these. I'll count them up that night, and then send over the list and the money." The village chief said with a smile, heaving a sigh of relief.

This matter is settled.

"Then I will trouble you." Old man Zhang spoke from the side.

"It's nothing, it's all for the folks." The head of the village waved his hand, "Old Zhangtou, and big sister, don't feel resentful towards me."

"The last time I told you about the tofu, it was also for the sake of the villagers. I brought up something that happened decades ago, because I wanted you to take into account Qingshan Village's affection for the old Zhang family. "

"I've thought about it recently, and I really shouldn't have done it. I hope you don't take it to heart." Li Chang said with a smile.

Want to resolve some embarrassment.

"We didn't take it to heart. It's a good thing to bring the whole village to make money together." Old man Zhang said indifferently.

Very open-minded.

"Then, I won't stay. Go back and tell the folks to come and register with me." The village head got up and left.

The village chief followed suit.

"Father, mother, are you really not angry?" Fu Bao knew what happened last time.

If it were her, she would definitely be pissed off.

Although it's not that she doesn't want to help the people in the village make money together, it would be too much to repay her kindness.

"There's nothing to be angry about. He just wanted to do something for the village. Besides, he just talked about it and didn't cause any harm to us." Zhang Liu explained patiently.

After hearing this, Fu Bao thought about it, and it seemed that it was indeed true.

"Sister-in-law, I'm going to wash the dishes." After Zhu Zhen finished speaking, she took two bowls and went to the kitchen, Fu Bao hurriedly followed.

"Put it there, someone will wash it." Fu Bao said hastily.

"It's okay, I often do housework. Mother said, if I play with my sister, I have to take good care of her." Pearl said while washing the dishes in the sink.

Fu Bao was ashamed...

"Fubao, Fubao, here I come! I've figured out what my strengths are!" Zhou Zhe rushed in from the door.

He looked at Fu Bao excitedly.

"Let's go to the study and talk." Fu Bao pouted, really frizzy.

The two entered the study one after the other, and Wen Heng was reciting a book.

When he saw Zhou Zhe, he also looked impatient.

"Fubao, my strengths are good-looking and fast writing." Zhou Zhe quickly took out a stack of papers from his arms.

All previous work.

Fubao glanced at it, his face full of astonishment.

This word is a little worse than Wen Heng's, a bit immature, but also very beautiful. I didn't expect Zhou Zhe, a big idiot, to have this talent.

"How about it, think about it quickly, what kind of profitable business can I use this advantage?" Zhou Zhe shook Fu Bao's arm.

Wen Heng frowned.

"Stop shaking, how about this, let's write the script, write the script and then sell it." Fu Bao said after thinking about it.

Zhou Zhe was stunned.

"I, I can write, but I can't write scripts."

"I will, I told you to write." Fu Bao gave him a blank look.

Wen Heng was startled, when will Fu Bao write a storybook?

"Okay, hurry up, don't waste time, come on, sit down, I tell you to write." Fu Bao quickly asked Zhou Zhe to sit down, and waited for him with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Fu Bao glanced at the martial arts scripts on the bookshelf, and he definitely couldn't write them.

Otherwise Wen Heng would say she plagiarized.

After thinking for a while, I thought of "Journey to the West" I watched in the electronic reading room last night.

(End of this chapter)