Qian Duoduo has returned to school and they are about to graduate, so the classes don't have the same sense of urgency that children in the 21st century have. Some of these students are already looking forward to what to do during the holidays.
Take Tao Meili for example. She was thinking that after graduation, she would ask her uncle to find her a job, save up some dowry, and marry a good man. However, among the men she knew, the most outstanding was Qian Mao. But Qian Duoduo was like a nightmare. She knew that even if she really married Qian Mao and became her sister-in-law, this daring sister-in-law would still hit her without holding back.
So even if Qian Mao was outstanding, for the sake of her own life, Tao Meili didn't dare to chase after him like before, even if she was attracted to him.
Qian Sheng and several team leaders, accountants, and scorekeepers in the village discussed the village's sideline businesses. They analyzed the sideline businesses of several nearby villages and envied how each family could receive a few dozen yuan more when distributing money at the end of the year. However, they did not know what to do in their own village.
When Qian Sheng got home that evening, he talked about it with Qian Mao, and Qian Duoduo, who was reading a book nearby, also started thinking about it.
Qian Mao said, "Some villages nearby raise pigs, some raise chickens, and there's a brick factory near my uncle's house. It's easy to do side jobs now, but where are the sales channels?"
Qian Sheng sighed: "I've been to the brick factory in Yuanbao Village. They produce a lot of defective bricks, but even so, more and more families are building brick houses now."
Qian Mao nodded, and Qian Duoduo said, "Doesn't the tofu from Zhang the tofu maker's family in our village sell very well?"
Qian Mao nodded: "Yes, only Zhang the tofu maker and Zhang Chunmei in their family know how to make tofu. Zhang Pozi and Jia Ao can only do some basic cooking, nothing else. They can't make more than a few blocks of tofu a day. Also, soybeans are scarce now, so they only grow a few acres on the hillside. And most of their tofu is bought by people in the village."
Qian Duoduo said, "Dad, how about we make tofu in our village? It's tiring, but it's a way out."
Qian Sheng said, "This tofu is usually eaten by the villagers themselves. Even if we make a lot, no one will buy it!"
Qian Duoduo thought for a moment and said, "Let's try the black market."
Qian Sheng shook his head and said, "No, this is a village business. If we go to the black market and get caught, there will definitely be problems."
Qian Mao said, "This state-run restaurant doesn't serve tofu dishes."
Suddenly, a lightbulb went off above Qian Duoduo's head: "Third Brother, we can sell the tofu from our village to state-run restaurants."
Qian Sheng asked, "Will it work? These state-owned workers are all arrogant and conceited."
Qian Duoduo said, "I think it's feasible, Third Brother. Could you ask around at some factories in the county, like the winery, the garment factory, the machinery factory, and so on, about their purchasing? We can talk to them!"
Qian Mao said, "These are worth a try."
Seeing that even the third brother said so, Qian Sheng said, "I'll talk to Zhang the tofu maker tomorrow."
Qian Duoduo said, "Okay, but Dad, this is a family recipe passed down through generations, so it must have some special qualities. I think their tofu is so smooth and tender that I don't think any other tofu tastes as good as theirs. Since that's the case, sometimes we should give them some special treatment."
Qian Sheng nodded, then looked at Qian Duoduo and asked, "Is there anything else?"
Qian Duoduo looked at Qian Sheng, who had a serious expression, and asked, "Dad, what do you mean by this?"
Qian Sheng chuckled and said, "I just see that you have a lot of ideas, and you also have some clever tricks and wits. You're definitely more thoughtful than I am. Besides, you two brothers live in the county, so you must have more experience than me. There's nothing wrong with me asking you questions!"
Qian Duoduo: Dad, thank you so much!
Qian Mao laughed and said, "Dad is absolutely right!"
Qian Duoduo thought of the dried bean curd sticks and spiced dried bean curd she had eaten before, and said, "Besides tofu, we can also consider other bean products, but that's a matter for later, and it depends on Zhang the tofu maker's consent."
Qian Sheng nodded: "Indeed, but how can we get his family to agree?"
Qian Duoduo and Qian Mao looked at each other and said, "Let's delegate authority."
Qian Mao nodded and said, "That's right. Zhang the tofu maker's family has the skills. Even if it's just a technical investment, let him be the deputy factory manager, in charge of production and quality. Let Zhang Chunmei be the production team leader. She just needs to lead the villagers to produce tofu, and then find a few hardworking villagers to work in the tofu factory. Each family can send at most one person. First, they need to sign up and be assessed. Those who are not competent will be eliminated directly."
Qian Sheng nodded: "That's right. Our village isn't big, only about a hundred households. One person from each village can be assigned to the assessment, which is perfectly feasible."
Qian Mao said, "We are making food, so it must be clean. Those who don't like to tidy up their homes or are not clean will be eliminated. Also, those who are slow to work or lack team spirit will be eliminated."
Qian Sheng nodded in agreement. That's right, this is the village's industry, and it's about how much money everyone will get at the end of the year. We can't let one bad apple spoil the whole bunch!
With his son and daughter's ideas, Qian Sheng held a small meeting with several village leaders the next day. He brought up what he had said to his children the night before. Some of them had their own selfish motives and were immediately scolded by Qian Sheng until they couldn't even lift their heads. In the end, they were accused of damaging the collective honor, which made the team leader immediately shut up.
Qian Xiang pouted. His second uncle looked like someone who had studied at home. How could you give him objections at this time and expect your own family to get in without an interview? You're dreaming.
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