Chapter 231 You Want So Much
Dong Li nodded repeatedly: "Yes, he also hopes that we can do more."
Wen Zhenyi couldn't help but admire Cheng Lesheng's business skills. It seemed that he didn't have to worry about this guy starving to death in the future. "Grandpa Village Chief, I came here today to buy the land."
Dong Li smiled and said, "Okay, okay, which piece do you want? How big do you want it to be?"
"I want to buy the piece from the village entrance to the river."
Dong Li thought he had misheard: "Where?"
Wen Zhenyi said it again.
Dong Li quickly took out the blueprint, looked at it carefully, and then counted the area on his fingers: "Wen girl, this piece is at least fifteen acres. Do you want this much?"
Wen Zhen nodded: "I bought it for other uses."
"Think carefully. This one mu of land for building a house costs one tael of silver. Including the cost of construction, it will cost about twenty taels."
"I'd like to trouble you to help me with the land deed." Then he took out a twenty-liang silver note from his pocket and placed it in his hand: "Grandpa Village Chief, if there's more, I'll treat you to a drink."
"That's unacceptable."
"It's all right. Please write the deed in my grandfather's name."
Dong Li couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to accept it: "Okay, I'll send the deed to your grandfather after it's done."
"Thanks a lot."
Dong Li waved his hand: "This is what I should do."
Wen Zhenyi came back from Dong Li's house, said goodbye to Old Lady Wen and the others, and prepared to go back to town.
Old Lady Wen looked at the sun high in the sky and said, "Let Grandpa drive the ox cart to take you there, and he will go to collect swill on the way."
"good."
Old Man Wen was driving an ox cart with a straw hat on his head. He also gave Wen Zhenyi a straw hat to wear. The grandfather and grandson sat on the ox cart and walked leisurely towards the town.
Cream was sleeping on her legs, with her belly turned over and her little feet kicking from time to time.
"Grandpa, is there enough swill to eat these days?"
"It's not enough. Since this sow became pregnant, her appetite has improved a lot."
Wen Zhenyi thought for a moment and said, "Grandpa, I'll ask the owner of the tofu stall later."
Old Man Wen frowned and asked, "Are you buying tofu to feed the pigs?"
"No, they make tofu and there will be a lot of bean dregs. These can also be fed to pigs. It's a very good thing."
"It's true what you said. Normally, no one wants these things."
"I'll go ask when we get to town."
"Okay, you go ask later, I'll go collect the slop."
When he arrived in town, Wen Zhenyi did not go to the store, but went directly to the market and found the owner who sold tofu.
There is only one tofu stall in this town, which is the stall that Wen Zhenyi often visited last time.
"boss."
The owner of the tofu stall saw a smile on her face and said, "Miss Wen, it's been a while since you've come to the market to buy anything."
"I haven't been feeling well lately, so I went back to the village to rest for a few days."
The tofu stall owner asked with concern, "Are you feeling better now?"
"Okay. Thanks for your concern."
"Are you going to buy some tofu today?"
"No, I want to discuss something with you."
"What's the matter?" The boss was a little confused.
"Are you free now?"
"Yes, yes, it's not that busy now that the crowds are over."
"I want to exchange a recipe for the dregs of soybeans you use to make tofu."
"What?" Both of them looked at her in disbelief. You know, if she said she was selling the recipe now, the highest bidder would definitely get it.
It’s not that no one has thought of this, but the Wen family refused to sell, so they had no other choice. Before, families like Boss Wu might have been able to find a way by using some tricks.
Now the Wen family has received rewards from the emperor. Anyone who dares to use despicable means against them can only watch helplessly.
"Miss Wen, you didn't lie to us?"
"Why would I lie to you? Besides, this recipe may be useful to you, but it won't be of much use to me."
"What recipe?"
“Tofu skin.”
"Is it related to tofu?"
"Well, if this thing is made, it will be easy to store and can be transported outside."
The tofu stall owner remained calm: "Miss Wen, why don't you make it yourself?"
"It's too much trouble for me to do it myself. You guys can do it as a side job, and the tofu dregs I need are of no use to you."
"These tofu dregs are what we usually throw away. If you want, we can give them to you."
"You don't need to give it to me. I just hope that when your business grows bigger, you will keep your promise and give me the tofu dregs."
The tofu stall owner looked at his wife. Knowing a recipe might not matter to Wen Zhenyi, but it was a turning point for them.
"Dad, please agree."
The tofu stall owner nodded solemnly: "Okay, I agree."
"In that case, when you guys are done with your business, come find me at the store."
"Okay, we'll go."
Wen Zhenyi always felt that she had forgotten something. When she came out of the market and heard someone calling her, she realized what she had forgotten.
Haiwa was standing next to a stall, waving at her.
Wen Zhenyi walked up to him and asked, "Is this your stall?"
Haiwa's father brought food to the guests and placed it on their table, then walked over and said, "Miss Wen, that day you told us to bring seafood fried rice over, but when we went there, you went home."
Wen Zhenyi said apologetically: "Sorry, I forgot about this matter."
Haiwa's father quickly waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, Master Shen and several aunts from your store helped taste it, and they all said it was good, so we set up a stall here."
Wen Zhenyi looked at their business and saw that there were quite a few customers sitting there eating. It was already past mealtime, and they were eating spicy hot pot.
"It looks like business is good."
"Thank you very much. We didn't salvage enough, so we bought a lot from other people in the village. Everyone is very happy."
"That's a good thing. I've been too busy lately. I said I would go to your village, but I don't know when I'll be able to go."
Haiwa scratched his head and said, "It doesn't matter. If you want to go, you can go anytime. Just tell me when the time comes, and I'll take you out to sea."
"Okay, you guys go ahead and get busy." Wen Zhenyi said as he walked towards his own shop.
Their shop sells herbal tea in the afternoon, and business is still good. When they see her come in, regular customers greet her with a smile: "Miss Wen, you haven't been here for a while."
"I was feeling unwell and went back to the village to rest for a few days."
"Are you feeling better now?"
"Better."
"You have to take good care of yourself. We want to eat the delicious food you cook."
"Of course, of course."
"Miss Wen, when will you make some snacks? We all miss the snacks you made."
"Don't you mind the high price?"
"It's okay to eat a little occasionally."
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