"Yes, I am the restaurant owner. Our staff bought some tofu before and found it to be particularly delicious, so we were wondering if we could buy some tofu pudding from you in the future?"
They've bought it twice already, and the taste is really good. As a result, their business has improved a lot. There are so many things you can do with tofu.
"Sure, but how much do you need each day? And what kind of price are you planning to offer me?"
"Now that you're here, you know the quality of our tofu. Besides, I have several kinds, each with a different price."
Mo Yan naturally wanted to partner with such restaurants, as it meant she would have daily income. However, the details of the partnership needed to be clearly defined.
"How about we talk at a restaurant?"
The boss then realized that his wife had a lot of ideas.
"OK."
Mo Yan took them to a restaurant, ordered a few dishes, and then started talking to the owner.
"We need five slabs of tofu and a bucket of tofu pudding every day. I wonder if you can make that?"
This still needs to be determined.
"Of course, we'd like some soy milk if it's available, but it has to be very smooth."
"Our boss knows our prices. If you want five platters, I'll only charge you one dollar and two cents at most. That's the lowest I can go. Otherwise, I'll charge you by weight."
Upon hearing this, the boss agreed that the price was acceptable. "Okay, we'll do it your way. We can also pick up the goods ourselves and settle accounts daily."
As long as they can cook a good tofu feast, they won't have to worry about money.
“Okay, no problem.” Mo Yan agreed. People these days are still very honest.
"Today's meal is on me," the boss said, looking at Mo Yan and the others.
"No, let's talk about it later. I was going to bring them here for dinner anyway, so I can't let the boss spend money."
Mo Yan smiled and declined, which made the boss think even more highly of her.
After the boss made arrangements with Mo Yan, he went to write the contract. He told Mo Yan that he would pick up the goods the next day, sign it, and start paying. At first, he went in person, but later he said that a staff member would go.
Mo Yan naturally had no objection to this; it didn't matter who came.
The children were overjoyed to see the dishes and ate until their bellies were round and full.
This time, the old lady dared not treat her differently. Mo Yan had gone too far; she had no sense of martial ethics.
After eating, they went back and bought a lot of soybeans in the village. Mo Yan asked the old lady to hire people to help plant the soybeans; they only needed to pay her.
The old lady was initially unwilling, but Mo Yan said something directly.
"If you're going to farm and that will delay your earning money, then just pretend I didn't say anything."
The old lady immediately went to find someone. What a joke! Of course, making money is more important.
Making money is a wonderful thing every day.
The old man was expecting the old woman to regret her actions, but a month passed and she never came over. His chauvinistic nature prevented him from finding out what had happened. As for his sister-in-law, she was resting at home every day, though she had gained ten pounds in a month…
Later, when there weren't enough beans, the old lady went to other villages to buy more, ordered a lot, and brought them back directly to store in the warehouse.
Later, I went to buy beans, and luckily the price wasn't too high.
In September, Mo Yan and his friends hired two old women, who were the old ladies' good friends, to help with the work. They paid them wages, and the old ladies were very happy. It wasn't any heavy work; they just needed to help with filtering and tending the fire. They weren't allowed to watch when the tofu and bean curd were being made.
Actually, to be honest, there's really nothing special about it; there's no secret recipe. If there is, it's probably just the ratio of beans to water.
In September, the four children went to school together. The three little girls were happy and excited for several days. They couldn't believe it until they arrived at school that they could actually study.
The four little brats went to school together. Tao Zhengyi now understands a principle: he must be observant, know how to cook, and know how to do housework, otherwise his mother will be unruly.
A month after they started school, on National Day, Mo Yan told the old lady.
"I'm planning to go see how your son is doing." Everything's settled at home now, and the old lady has learned to manage things properly, so her absence for a few days won't be a problem.
"You're going alone? Don't get lost." The old lady had never traveled far before, and she was afraid that Mo Yan would get lost.
She didn't know when it started, but she began to care about her daughter-in-law, Mo Yan. It was really strange.
"Well, you should worry about your son," I said, afraid I might want to beat him to death.
"Don't worry about my son. He's very smart and even works part-time. Don't set your expectations too high."
Mo Yan: "..."
Not hearing Mo Yan retort, the old lady felt a little uncomfortable. "Why aren't you arguing back?"
"I'm afraid I'll make you so angry that you won't do your work anymore," Mo Yan said casually.
old lady:"……"
Before leaving, Mo Yan told Tao Zhengyi, "I'm going to see your dad."
"What does my dad look like?" Tao Zhengyi really didn't have much of an impression of his father; year after year, he'd say he was away studying. He just didn't understand why his dad wasn't coming home during the holidays. His uncle would be back for the New Year.
"I don't know either, I've forgotten. Why don't you come with me?"
“Great!” Tao Zhengyi’s eyes lit up; he wanted to go out and see the world.
"Don't lose my grandson!" The old lady was even more worried.
"No, if I lose it, I won't come back."
old lady:"……"
Mo Yan and Tao Zhengyi took a train for a day and a night before finally arriving at the train station.
After getting off the bus, Mo Yan took Tao Zhengyi to stay near the school.
"Mom, why did we accidentally go inside to look for Dad!"
"Aren't you tired? Get some rest for the night before you go." Is Tao Ju important? No, he isn't.
"Okay." Actually, he was still looking forward to it.
In the morning, Mo Yan took Tao Zhengyi out of bed, went downstairs to eat something, and then went to the school gate.
Not long after, Tao Ju came over holding a girl's hand, carrying her things in his hand. He was incredibly attentive.
"Tao Ju, who is this?"
Mo Yan walked straight over, grabbed his hand, and pointed to the girl next to him, asking.
Tao Ju was a little confused, "You... Mo Yan?"
Tao Ju was about to curse when he looked up and saw that it was Mo Yan, with a little boy beside her. He immediately panicked.
Why did Mo Yan end up here? Shouldn't she be at home?
Mo Yan didn't even bother to change Tao Ju; she simply kicked him away and then looked at the girl next to her.
"Girl, you look familiar."
The girl was stunned. "You...you...you weren't dead?"
As she spoke, the girl started crying as if she had seen a ghost, sobbing uncontrollably.
This immediately put Mo Yan in an awkward position. What was going on?
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