After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, bean dregs are cheap at one cent and five pounds. The bean dregs cakes you make with the raw materials are so expensive. It would be better for me to go to the market and buy one cent of bean dregs and make them myself at home. I can save money and have enough to eat.

Therefore, things like bean dregs cakes have become useless, tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away.

It doesn't get good feedback in the market and can't compete with hot-selling products like tofu.

In order to make tofu an invincible food in the market, Lin's company has also developed other soy products, such as dried tofu, soy milk, tofu pudding, fermented tofu, bean curd skin and bean curd sticks, which have also occupied the market one by one.

Now the food from Lin's Workshop has entered thousands of households in Huangmoguan. There is an endless stream of people coming to Huangmoguan Lin's Workshop to purchase goods every day. Lin Zizheng and Zhao Qing have been freed from the heavy physical work and started to make regional divisions according to Lin Rui's request.

Soy products also have agents. For example, if the first one is sold in Area A, the second one must go to Area B. This is called regional protection.

Every day, Zhao Qing and Lin Zizheng have a headache because of the noisy dealers who come to their door. Even though the area has been clearly determined, there are always some who want to take advantage and expand it again and again. Moreover, this happens frequently.

If another regional distributor found out about this, wouldn't they be furious? There was no way the county magistrate could handle this, so they would have to go back to the Lin's Workshop and find the regional manager.

After these two incidents, Zhao Qing was furious. He threatened the dealer who wanted to take advantage of him: If you happen a second time, your business rights will be revoked. From now on, you don’t need to purchase Lin’s products. Go wherever you want!

These people are also mean. If you try to talk to them nicely, they will not take you seriously if you want to make money in a friendly way. After Zhao Qing yelled at them like this, these people did business in a very disciplined manner from then on. Sometimes, in order to get more words, they would even invite Lin Zizheng and Zhao Qing to dinner.

Zhao Qing and Lin Zizheng did not refuse. They would go whoever invited them. This was the idea given by the clan leader. It would be a waste not to eat. If every family agreed, they could still follow the original plan when shipping the goods. Isn't it just that no one agreed?

After doing this a few times, the habit of dealers treating each other to meals was successfully eliminated.

Baituo Town was indeed a town of skilled craftsmen, with not only a flourishing business but also a strong handicraft industry. He and Sanliang had come here today because they had learned that there was actually a brick-making factory in Baituo Town!

That was good! He had originally planned to build a brick and tile house. Fortunately, it rarely rained in Huangmo Pass. Otherwise, he would always be terrified to see the mud and water flowing down from the earthen house workshop, fearing that if the rain got any heavier, it would destroy the earthen house.

Since he planned to settle down in Huangmoguan, he must live in a better place, especially now that money is no longer a problem for him.

Lin's Workshop had already distributed dividends once before, and everyone received twice as much as their investment, and they were all so happy that they didn't know what to say. The dividends were supposed to be distributed once a quarter, but due to everyone's strong demand for building houses, Lin Rui simply brought it forward.

This time, I went out with Sanliang to contact the brick factory to discuss the price of purchasing bricks.

After negotiating a deal with the owner of the brick factory based on the large quantity, he started strolling around the streets of Baituo Town with Sanliang.

If the two-ethnic market in Huangmoguan is regarded as the urban-rural junction, then Baituo Town is completely a town life, with restaurants, butcher shops, clinics, clothing stores, cloth shops, etc. Lin Rui and Sanliang were holding desserts, candied haws and sugar-roasted chestnuts in their hands. There were also several roast ducks and buns on the ox cart for the children to take back.

These delicious things used to be available only during the Chinese New Year, but now the children of the Lin family will soon have food freedom.

This time, Lin Rui originally planned to bring the younger members of the Lin family to Baituo Town to see the sight together, but when he thought of the children's chattering, which was as noisy as little white geese, he gave up the idea. Now it's so good, he can eat quietly with Sanliang.

Sanliang simply loves shopping with his master. If he sees something he likes, he just has one word to say: buy it!

His appetite was greatly satisfied. He ate the sugar-roasted chestnuts faster than the people could peel the shells. As for the roast duck from the big restaurant, he had already eaten two and a half even before dinner time. The other half was for the host. He was afraid that he would not be able to finish it, so he simply asked the waiters in the restaurant to divide it up in advance.

Baituo Town is already very good in the eyes of some people, but in Lin Rui's eyes it is not good enough. It is like a spring in the desert. It looks precious, but in fact it is built like a castle in the air.

Even if the craftsmen here gather again and make this place prosperous, it is very likely to be a castle in the air, because except for Baituo Town, the places outside are barren and desolate. The prosperity of one place means nothing. Only when everywhere is prosperous can this place have vitality.

"Master, look, isn't that Lord Wang?" Sanliang suddenly pointed at a man with his head hanging in a carriage.

"Huh?" Lin Rui took a look and found that it was true!

He immediately waved and greeted him from the ox cart, and said in a very familiar tone: "Brother Wang!"

Wang Da, with a gloomy face, ignored it at first, thinking that someone with the same surname as him was greeting him, until the voice of greeting came closer: "Brother Wang, what a coincidence!"

Wang Da looked up at the familiar Lin Rui and his face lit up with joy: "Oh, Brother Lin, it's really you!"

Lin Rui asked Sanliang to drive the ox cart to an empty place so that it would not block the main road. Sanliang climbed up and sat next to Wang Da, stuffing the food and snacks he had bought into his arms towards him: "Come on, Brother Wang, eat something quickly!"

Wang Da said stubbornly: "Oh my, how can I do this!" But his hand had already reached out to the roast duck in Lin Rui's arms, which was specially brought by Lin Rui when he got off the ox cart.

Lin Rui also stuffed the chestnuts he bought into Wang Da's arms and said, "Brother Wang, what's wrong? You look so sad from afar. Tell me, and I'll see if there's anything I can help you with."

Wang Da waved his hand without any hope in his heart. The soldiers had not yet found food to eat tonight. How could he help? Even if there were a lot of bean sprouts, it would not be enough because bean sprouts could not fill the stomach.

"Ah, more people means more brains. Three cobblers can still be better than Zhuge Liang!"

"Who is Zhuge Liang?" Wang Da asked curiously.

Lin Rui...almost forgot that he traveled through a fictional dynasty. Where were the Three Kingdoms, Liu Bei, and Zhuge Liang?

"Hey, Brother Wang, what this sentence means is that when you encounter a problem, don't be stubborn and dwell on it. Speak it out. When there are more people, there will be more solutions and the problem will be solved faster." Lin Rui lied irresponsibly. In fact, he was just curious about what could stump Wang Da, the head of the Fire Battalion. The Fire Battalion was the most oily place in the whole army. If it was hungry, no one would starve the Fire Battalion.