Wang Dahua was so angry that she even spoke her hometown dialect.
Seeing Wang Dahua's angry look, Wu Xiuying was very happy. Although it cost some money, this money would definitely pay off greatly in the future!
"Okay, let's go clean up those two cars first."
"What are you packing? Can you drive?"
Wang Dahua rolled her eyes at Wu Xiuying.
Wu Xiuying took the key and got directly into the driver's seat, turning on the ignition!
"You, you, you?"
Wang Dahua looked at Wu Xiuying in disbelief. They grew up together, and she didn't even know that Wu Xiuying could drive?
In her previous life, Wu Xiuying was responsible for picking up and dropping off several children, so she had to learn to drive at an old age. However, she never expected that it would come in handy in this life. It really is true that having more skills means more opportunities!
Looking at Wu Xiuying like this, Wang Dahua suddenly felt that maybe Wu Xiuying was not lying.
She quickly stepped forward and looked at Wu Xiuying curiously: "Can this car be driven?"
"Yes, it's a little worn out, but it works fine. Come on, I'll take you shopping."
Wu Xiuying pointed to the passenger seat.
Wang Dahua got in the car without hesitation and went to the vegetable market together.
Afterwards, Wu Xiuying spent a lot of money to buy some fresh vegetables and meat. Although these were also available at the factory, Wu Xiuying still felt that she should come here in person.
After returning home, Wu Xiuying began to pack these things up quickly.
"I will make all of these things, and then we will take them to various stores to sell them and recommend them!"
Wu Xiuying looked at Wang Dahua very seriously, and her hands showed no intention of stopping.
After hearing this, Wang Dahua became pessimistic: "You spent nearly 10,000 yuan this morning. When can we sell these things back?"
"Just listen to me."
"I'm going to hand over the business license tomorrow."
Wu Xiuying put down the work in her hands and walked to Wang Dahahua.
"We need to give our food factory a name. You are educated, so would you please give it a thought?"
name?
Wang Dahua slapped her thigh and wondered how she could have forgotten such an important thing?
She nodded immediately, then really thought about it carefully. After a long while, she finally spoke: "Since we sisters are doing this together, and it is our vision and plan for the future, why not call it Hope Food Factory? Is that okay?"
hope?
Wu Xiuying liked these two words very much. Hearing them gave her a sense of hope.
"Okay, then let's call it Hope, Hope Food Factory!"
Wu Xiuying slapped her thigh and they agreed immediately.
At noon, Li Zicheng finally returned from the factory. Before he even entered the factory, he saw the truck parked at the door. He thought he had walked into the wrong place, but after entering the door, he saw two people busy at work and hurried forward to help: "Mom, why are you busy again?"
"Well, how are you getting familiar with the environment?" Wu Xiuying frowned slightly and looked at Li Zicheng.
Li Zicheng smiled and then said, "I'm almost familiar with it. But Mom, can this factory really make money? Why do I feel like it's just a bunch of junk?"
"Stop talking nonsense. Starting tomorrow, you will drive the truck outside and take our products around the entire county. As long as there is a place selling things, you will go in and sell them. Do you understand?" Wu Xiuying looked at Li Zicheng seriously.
Others might find it difficult to do this, but Li Zicheng really likes doing it. After all, he has been a two-faced person since he was a child, and he is very talkative and likes to talk nonsense. This kind of nature, when applied to sales, can achieve twice the result with half the effort!
"Mom, is this okay?"
Li Zicheng looked at Wu Xiuying with some distrust.
"You can go or not."
Wu Xiuying snorted and then cleaned up all the vegetables in her hands. When she moved, Wu Xiuying specially brought her own kimchi jar over. She washed it clean and wiped it until there was no water droplets. Then she put the cleaned vegetables in it. The braising soup over there had been cooked long ago and only needed to wait for it to cool down before putting it in.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Xiuying began to clean the pig's head and trotters. This time, Wu Xiuying also bought a lot of pig offal.
Although these things smell bad, if they are processed properly, they will definitely be delicious.
"Mom, it stinks!"
Li Zicheng complained while cleaning the pig intestines. His mouth and nose were filled with the smell of pig manure and he really wanted to vomit.
Seeing Li Zicheng's embarrassment, Wu Xiuying didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she still said, "Wash it well, make sure it's clean."
None of the three people was idle. After an entire afternoon, they finally finished cooking all the pig's trotters and pig's heads. The pig offal was Wu Xiuying's exclusive secret recipe. It was smelly at first, but the moment it came out of the pot, a fragrant aroma wafted out.
Wang Dahua and Li Zicheng came forward, looking at these things with great curiosity. Li Zicheng was even more incredulous: "Mom, is this really pig offal? It smells so good?"
"Try it."
Wu Xiuying had been busy all afternoon and was very tired, but she still took the chopsticks, handed them to the two people, and took a bite first.
This braised pork intestine is simply the most delicious thing in the world. Seeing Wu Xiuying squinting her eyes and enjoying it, the other two people did not hesitate and took a bite each. Soon, they also started to enjoy it.
"Mom, you are so amazing, how did you do this?"
“Isn’t this delicious?”
Li Zicheng couldn't even believe his taste buds!
He looked at Wu Xiuying in shock. Before, he ate his mother's cooking every day, but he had never tasted the food carefully. He just thought that everyone's mother could cook. But now, Li Zicheng suddenly discovered that his mother was different from other mothers. His mother's cooking was better than anyone else's mother's!
“Eat quickly!”
After Wu Xiuying finished speaking, she put down her chopsticks and went to the kitchen again, pouring the dried braising soup into the kimchi jar.
Looking at these things, Wu Xiuying could already imagine what the kimchi would taste like after it was pickled.
At this moment, a middle-aged woman in her forties walked in with a little kid. Both of them were dressed very respectably. The woman looked at Wu Xiuying a little embarrassedly: "Sister, are you new here? I'm your neighbor next door. You can just call me Sister Feng'er."
"Hello, I'm Wu Xiuying. I moved here yesterday." Wu Xiuying immediately wiped her hands, strode forward and greeted warmly.
Sister Feng'er glanced at Wu Xiuying, chuckled, and then handed the fruit over: "Welcome new neighbors, it's just a little gift from me, please don't despise it."
"Sister Feng'er, you are so polite. I can't accept this. I won't accept anything without doing anything!" Wu Xiuying quickly refused, and said it politely.
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