Zheng Zong's biological mother and daughter-in-law became a not-so-attractive sight in the police station.
The main problem was that his voice was so loud and noisy that the staff on duty frowned.
"Why are you shouting? This is the police station, not your living room!"
Seeing the officer on duty lose his temper, the two women finally shut up. Old Mrs. Zheng leaned over flatteringly and said, "Comrade police officer, what exactly did our child do wrong? Why does he have to pay such a large fine? I don't think those who gamble and solicit prostitution are fined so much!"
The police officer on duty gave her a sidelong glance. "How can you say that? Do you really want Zheng Zong to gamble and have sex with prostitutes? Between you and me, this isn't just a matter of a fine; it's a criminal record!"
"No, no, don't misunderstand me! I'm just talking nonsense because I'm anxious. Don't bother with me."
"You are Zheng Zong's wife, right? You should have read the notification document and understand the whole story!"
Feng Zhaodi nodded, winked at Old Lady Zheng, and then said with some embarrassment, "I understand, but comrade, I don't know why we have to pay so much. More than 300 yuan is my son Zheng Zong's annual salary. We have elderly parents and young children in our family, so we really can't afford such a large sum. Can you please be flexible?"
The police officer on duty didn't even look at him. "Leniency? Who would give me leniency if I gave you one? You'll be in jail for seven days if you pay, and six months if you don't. You'll see for yourself!"
Old man Zheng, who had been silent the whole time, became anxious. "What? Six months? That won't work!"
Feng Zhaodi quickly glared at Old Man Zheng, then looked at the policeman, "Comrade, could you please tell us specifically who called the police? I'll go and plead for mercy."
"Stop talking nonsense! Either pay the money and wait seven days to pick up the person, or don't pay and wait six months to pick up the person. I have other things to do. If you can't make up your mind, go home and discuss it. Don't interfere with official business here!"
After the policeman finished speaking, Feng Zhaodi cursed his entire family in her heart, and then she whispered, "Mom, then pay the money."
Old Mrs. Zheng turned her back, unbuckled her belt, reached into her pants, took out some money from the pocket of her shorts, counted it several times with her saliva, and then gave it to the male police officer.
The male police officer didn't take it, looking a little disgusted. "Don't pay here, go to the lobby, they'll collect it over there. Bring your ID, and register!"
"Oh, good!"
Old Mrs. Zheng quickly took her hand back and went out with Old Man Zheng.
Before leaving, Feng Zhaodi glared at the male policeman fiercely and cursed in a low voice, "Son of a bitch, he takes advantage of a little power and will be finished sooner or later."
After paying the money, the police told me I could go home.
A few people were still a little stunned, "Can't I see my son?"
"We'll see each other in seven days."
The police's attitude was really bad. Feng Zhaodi pulled Old Lady Zheng and shook her head, meaning to forget it. Just as she was about to leave, she found a police record file in a corner of the lobby counter with Zheng Zong's name on it, and the person who reported the case on the other side was actually Ling Ju!
Feng Zhaodi's eyes widened! What? Could it be that Ling Ju owned that beef sauce shop? Was she the second daughter-in-law of the Song family? The one who was knocked down by her sister-in-law last time and then sent her to jail?
The more Feng Zhaodi thought about it, the more puzzled she felt. Why was Zheng Zong so unlucky as to offend Ling Ju?
So this fine of more than 300 yuan is also for Ling Ju?
Feng Zhaodi was so angry that her teeth were itching! This damn woman!
Not only did it cut off their family's financial resources, but it also put Zheng Zong in jail and caused him to lose so much money!
Sooner or later she will teach her a lesson!
Ling Ju was quite happy after finishing her work today.
Although she could handle it well without Song Wei coming, it was indeed a good feeling to have someone supporting her.
Especially after this incident, the brand was also made famous.
Since I came back in the afternoon, many people have come to ask about it and order sauce.
Before closing the store at night, she looked at Zhen Zhen's notebook. Fifty kilograms of orders were placed today alone!
This is really unexpected.
"Juzi, I think we'll need to import more ingredients every day. Tomorrow we'll need at least 40 to 50 kilograms of beef. With that, once production increases, we can split our sauce sales into two periods: one in the morning and one in the afternoon. Otherwise, if we sell out early, we'll be left empty in the afternoon, which is a waste of time."
"If that's the case, I'll go talk to the beef seller and see if the price can be lowered. It's fine if we sell it in two batches. Hu Jun, how long does it take you to make a pot of sauce now?"
Hu Jun calculated, "Boss, the sauce can be prepared quickly. It will be ready in an hour and a half. It also takes an hour and a half to prepare the ingredients. In this way, it takes about three hours to make 30 to 50 kilograms of sauce."
"That way, we can start around 1:00 in the afternoon and finish around 4:00, just in time for the sale after 5:00. The timing is pretty good."
"Boss, six hours is fine. Wu Jian and I can take turns stirring it. It won't be too tiring."
Ling Ju looked at Wu Jian, "Wu Jian, are you okay?"
"No problem. Lots of energy."
Ling Ju smiled, "Okay, after all, you two are contributing! But we also need to set a limit. If we exceed 100 kilograms a day, we'll roll it over to the next day. We can only make 100 kilograms a day. The fermentation of soybean paste takes time, and I'm afraid if we make too much, the soybean paste supply won't be able to keep up."
Ling Ju did some calculations. If she sold 100 kilograms, or 200 bottles of sauce, a day, and the net profit of one bottle of sauce was 0.6 cents, then selling 200 bottles a day would mean a net profit of 120 yuan. She could make a maximum of 3,600 yuan a month. Even if she sold less, she would still make more than 2,000 yuan. Wouldn't that mean she could make a profit in two months?
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