Zhou Huaian looked at him, "You mean to set up the factory in Funiusu Village? I thought it was to be set up in the county town!"
"I think it's better to do it in the village than in the county. The water quality there is good. The bean paste, soy milk, pickled cowpea, pickled mustard tuber and radish made by the ladies all taste good. These can be bottled and sold in the future."
"The water from my two wells is indeed good, and I think the sauce my mother makes tastes good, but the pickles made by the brewery are not bad either. Can we compete with them?"
"Don't worry, as long as the taste is good and the product is genuine and the price is reasonable, there will be no problem with sales." Wang Zhen smiled and patted him, "Go back and discuss it with my elder sister.
Even if we decide to do it, we have to wait until the power station is built and starts transmitting electricity before we can install the equipment. Otherwise, the current electricity in the village can't even power the machine."
"Okay, I'll go back and discuss it with them." Zhou Huaian stood up, "Hurry up and take delivery, I still have to send them cash back."
Wang Zhen stood up, thought about it and asked again: "Did you eat anything this morning?"
Zhou Huaian rolled his eyes, "You only remember to ask me now. I'm angry. I won't eat anymore!"
"How can a man be so stingy!" Wang Zhen smiled and put his arm around his shoulders, and they walked out together.
Outside, a lot of bamboo baskets had been unloaded. The two moved to the scale and started weighing them. Zhou Huaian reported the number and Wang Zhen kept the accounts. After they were done, they got on the Dadongfeng and went to the bank together to transfer money.
After coming out of the bank, Zhou Huaian said to Wang Zhen, "I'll go back and tell them first, then bring some goods back and go to Baicaoping to pick them up."
"Okay!" Wang Zhen said to Master Wang again, "My brother-in-law will go with you, so I won't go with you."
"You're busy!" Master Wang opened the car door, got in the car with Zhou Huaian and drove towards Fu Niu.
The big Dongfeng was much faster than a tractor. More than half an hour later, Zhou Huaian and Master Wang parked outside their yard, followed by a group of children.
Zhou's mother came out of the house and saw the bamboo baskets on the big Dongfeng. She turned around and ran to the grill next door, "Boss, call your old man and Uncle Xia to unload the bamboo baskets."
"Oh!" Zhou Huairong turned around and walked back.
Zhou Huaian handed the bag of money to Yang Chunyan who came out to greet him, and whispered, "Xiaomei is pregnant, go pick some tomatoes and melons, and go see if there are any ripe watermelons in the sorghum field. If there are, pick a few and I'll bring them to Wang Zhen."
"Yeah!" Yang Chunyan happily walked into the house holding the bag. After hiding the money, she carried the backpack and walked towards the sorghum field on the back mountain.
The water in the ravine was flowing with a gurgling sound, and the weeds on the edge of the ravine were no longer withered and yellow, but lush green, looking very vibrant from afar.
Walking forward, I saw that the taro in someone's house was growing very well. The dewdrops on the taro leaves were rolling and flashing like crystal pearls under the shining morning sun.
Yang Chunyan pushed aside the sorghum stalks and walked into the watermelon field. She picked out the watermelons with neatly textured rinds and round shapes. She picked them up and patted them gently a few times. She picked the ones that made a crisp "dong dong" sound and put them in her backpack.
After walking around the field, he picked out seven melons, thinking of taking four for Xiaomei and keeping three for himself.
He went down the mountain carrying the basket and went straight to the vegetable garden. He picked some tomatoes, melons, and cucumbers, and then carried them back.
Zhou Huaian came over carrying a pile of bamboo baskets, "Yan'er, do you have any chicken mushroom oil and mushroom sauce at home? I want to prepare some and give them to Master Wang."
Yang Chunyan nodded. "Some of the ones we fried last time are still in the wine cellar of the oven. Ask mom to pack them for you."
"Oh!" Zhou Huaian came into the yard carrying a pile of bamboo baskets. After talking to Zhou's mother, he asked, "Where are the second sister-in-law, the third sister-in-law, and Jiaming?"
"Your second sister-in-law and third sister-in-law went to the bamboo forest to pick bamboo fungi and haven't come back yet. Xiaoqian and the others went to the big pit to pick mushrooms." After saying this, Zhou's mother walked towards the wine cellar in the backyard.
I walked all the way to the innermost wooden door, took out the key and opened the door of the wine cellar. After entering, I felt the coolness and comfort inside.
She lifted the lid of the jar and shone a flashlight to check it out. She felt that there was only about four or five pounds left inside. "Luckily I know how to make it. If I bought it as a gift, it would cost a lot of money in favors for a year."
After the two small jars were filled, he sealed the oilcloth on the jar, put on the lid, and then put a cloth bag filled with fine sand on it. Then he carried the basket out, closed the door, and went to the front yard.
Everyone unloaded all the bamboo baskets and moved the remaining dozens of baskets of dried mushrooms in the warehouse onto the car. Yang Chunyan gave the bamboo baskets filled with vegetables to Zhou Huaian.
"Tell Xiaomei what she wants to eat and tell me. I'll make it for her."
"Yeah!" Zhou Huaian put the bamboo basket away, wiped the sweat off his face, and told her what Wang Zhen had said, "What do you think of this deal?"
Yang Chunyan thought of the person who made a fortune by selling chili sauce in her previous life. "Of course this business can be done, but we need to discuss how to do it."
When she was young, she was busy making a living all day long. She never paid attention to business and had no channels to pay attention to it. Later, when she had mobile phones and short videos, she did watch a lot of them. Those businesses became big, but were eaten up by others without leaving anything.
Although I don't know whether it is true or not, it's always better to be careful.
"Yan'er, I've thought about it carefully on the way back. I think it would be simpler if we just focus on processing. Because if we start a factory together, it will be troublesome to divide the shares."
Zhou Huaian whispered, "Think about it, there are many brothers who have fought each other for money. Besides, who is Boss Zheng? If he wants to kill us, it would be as easy as killing an ant."
Yang Chunyan nodded. "It's a rough point, but it makes sense. He is not on the same level as us. Now he thinks this business is just a small one. What if in the future, this small pickle business makes more money than the big business? At that time, it will be a real trouble."
"Yes, as the old saying goes, small businesses can make big money!" Zhou Huaian saw that the business was already done and whispered, "Forget it, we are not short of money now, there is no need to work so hard."
Yang Chunyan thought for a moment and said, "You go to Ning'an and talk to Wang Zhen. I'll discuss it with my mother at home. We'll talk about it when you come back."
"Okay." Zhou Huaian picked up the jar tied with a hemp rope, "Then I'm leaving!"
"Yeah!" Yang Chunyan watched him get in the car, and the big Dongfeng slowly drove towards the grove.
Mother Zhou came over from the roasting room, carrying Xiaolong on her back and holding Xiaojiuer by the hand. "Chunyan, there's not much left in the beef and mushroom sauce in the jar. Do you want to pick up some more mushrooms to fry?"
"We should harvest more mushrooms this year. We can dry them and fry them slowly." Yang Chunyan took Xiao Jiuer's hand and said, "Mom, Huai'an said..."
"I think it's OK to fry some chicken mushroom oil and beef and mushroom sauce, but why not make bean paste and pickled cowpea and sell them?" Zhou's mother shook her head repeatedly. "These things are made by every household, whether in the country or in the city. Who would spend money to buy them?"
Yang Chunyan smiled and said, "Mom, knowing how to make something and doing it are two different things. Look at the brewery, they make these to sell. If they really can't sell them, where are they going to get the money to support so many employees?"
"What you said makes sense." Zhou's mother looked at her, "What do you and Huai'an think? If you want to do it, I'll do it for you. Make more money while you're young and save it. When you're old and can't make money anymore, you'll be able to spend it more easily."
"That's what happened." Yang Chunyan told her what the two were worried about. "We haven't decided yet. Should we just process the products like we do now and let Boss Zheng decide how to sell them? Or should we open a factory together with him as he said?"
Zhou's mother patted her on the shoulder and said, "You just said that we are not on the same level as him. As the old saying goes, the poor should not fight with the rich, and the rich should not fight with the officials. In my opinion, we should just do as before and sell it to him, and we can earn some hard-earned money."
"You're right. Let's wait for Huai'an to come back and see what he says." Yang Chunyan thought of the taro stalks she saw in the back hills. "Mom, I'll go pick some tender taro stalks and bring them back to cook some kimchi for lunch."
Zhou's mother smiled and said, "This year's taro is planted behind the old house. We can carry the baskets over there and pick some more to cook pig food in the afternoon."
"Okay, I'll go get the backpacks." Yang Chunyan went back to the house, got two backpacks, and walked towards the old house with Xiao Jiuer and Zhou's mother.
Xiaolong was on Zhou's mother's back. He saw Xiaojiuer picking wild flowers and chasing butterflies. He cried out to him enviously and wanted to get down to the ground and play with him.
The three generations were almost at the old house. Just as they were about to turn the corner, they saw Zhou Huaixing fleeing towards them in a panic. Yang Chunyan hurriedly picked up Xiao Jiuer.
The little guy struggled to catch the dragonfly resting on the rice seedlings, "Fly, fly, fly!"
When Zhou Huaixing saw the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, he was stunned for a moment, then turned and ran towards the edge of the field.
Yang Chunyan and Zhou's mother were also stunned for a moment. Just as they were about to move forward, they saw Chen Limei chasing them with a wooden stick, and Li Yinfu chasing her crying.
Chen Limei didn't care about anything anymore. She ran and pointed at Zhou Huaixing and cursed: "You are worse than pigs and dogs. If you have the guts, don't run away... You bastard, you can't even support your wife and children, and you still use your money to support a whore. I'm divorcing you!"
Li Yinfu chased after her and held her tightly, persuading her: "Limei, after this loss, we will be broke. We still have mushrooms to sell, so we just need to save up for a while. It will be the same if we go and get the tractor back later."
Chen Limei yelled, "You're making it sound easy. I finally saved up three hundred yuan. If I saved a little more, it would be enough to buy a tractor. Three hundred yuan is enough for a young lady to marry into the family. He used it to sleep with sluts and pickled leaves..."
Li Yinfu turned around and saw Zhou's mother, and quickly lowered his voice, "Mom, please stop making trouble. Look, the second room's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are coming. If they see us, where will our face be?"
"Do you still have face as the eldest wife? You've lost even the substance." Chen Limei became angrier and angrier as she thought about it. She pulled Li Yinfu away and chased after Zhou Huaixing with a wooden stick.
Li Yinfu glanced at the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and still chased after them.
Zhou's mother curled her lips and said, "It seems that he was caught on the spot. I paid him 300 yuan to buy his safety!"
Yang Chunyan felt that Zhou Huaixing was a pervert. He had caused trouble in his previous life and left a mess for the first wife to clean up. It was the same in this life. (End of this chapter)
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