Fresh milk left overnight, while not spoiled, can cause diarrhea in many people if consumed.
There have even been cases of milk poisoning.
Therefore, both Wang Tianxiao and they themselves strictly respect this ironclad rule and absolutely refuse to sell overnight milk to customers.
Honestly speaking, this is the problem when it comes to business.
If you don't want to cheat others, then you can only earn money honestly.
But as people often say, the real ways to make money are in those narrow corners.
Making money in compliance with regulations and with a clear conscience is extremely difficult.
"Guanping, what are we going to do? It's such good milk, it's such a waste to throw it away, but we can't bear to keep sending it to the slaughterhouse."
Because the milk couldn't expire, it was originally intended to be thrown away. However, after hearing that the slaughterhouse in the west of the city sometimes needed to temporarily raise dogs and pigs for a few days because they weren't slaughtering them, the milk was delivered to them for free every day.
At least it won't be a waste.
It's better than pouring it down the drain.
But if this continues, the pigs will be comfortable, enjoying themselves before they die, but the pig farmers won't receive the profits they deserve. This can't go on forever.
Li Guanping frowned as he looked through today's records.
A sigh.
When it comes to doing business, he's not as shrewd as Mi Xiaoqing.
He's fine with getting people to do chores, but asking him to use his brain is really asking too much of him.
“Look, we can only sell about a hundred yuan a day now. After deducting the hard work of our parents, elder brother and sister-in-law, and Guan Hongya, and the two of us running around doing feed and vaccines, how much can we still earn?”
Li Guanping nodded. "Yes, you haven't even considered my brother-in-law's shop. If he hadn't bought it, who knows how much the rent would have been every day."
"That's right."
The two sat back to back on a box, looking at the darkening sky outside, sighing listlessly.
I have no appetite.
Actually, even if the shop only sells half of its goat milk each day and throws the rest away, they can still make some money.
They are far better off than ordinary farmers.
But that's how people are; if they haven't seen the world, they won't dream.
Now that we've seen it, we won't dwell on the past anymore.
Just as he was worrying, someone came in from the door. Li Guanping was about to get up to greet him when he saw that it was Wang Tianxiao. He exclaimed in surprise, "Brother-in-law!"
Mi Xiaoqing, who had her back to the camera, quickly stood up after hearing this.
As soon as Wang Tianxiao entered, he saw that the two were not in high spirits and roughly knew what was going on.
I'm not in a hurry.
I think that's completely understandable.
That's just how business is.
No one can guarantee that they can easily sell their things to others, since it is others who need to pay money to buy things.
Making money is so hard these days.
If it can't attract other people's interest, then who would be willing to spend money on it?
Seeing the two young men struggling with their heads down, Wang Tianxiao knew they were a bit discouraged and that he needed to give them a good helping hand.
"You haven't eaten yet, have you? Come on, let me treat you to hot pot."
"Ah, no need..."
"Sure, I've been busy all day and haven't eaten yet. Come eat with me."
The two checked the time, and Li Guanping said, "It's only a little past seven, there might still be people..."
"Let's close it down. Business isn't something you can do in a day. Since they didn't come early, it means they weren't lucky enough to get the goat milk. Let's not drink it today."
"Oh well."
Wang Tianxiao helped the two men close the shop and then led them to the east of the city.
Qingcheng, a city limited by its geographical location, is long from north to south and short from east to west.
Even though Qingcheng is now a large-scale, beautiful, and modern city, three or four decades later, it still cannot change the city's overall structure.
It's just like Lancheng.
The main economic activity in Qingcheng is along the north-south axis, while the east and west sides are the main residential areas.
Walk two or three miles east from the crossroads, and you'll find an artificial lake called Yang Lake.
A park has been developed centered around Yanghu Lake, and it is called Yanghu Park.
As the only recreational area in Qingcheng, Yanghu Park is always bustling, especially in the evening after dinner, when people go for a walk and play in Yanghu.
Enjoying the scenery and chatting by the water is a nice way to relax.
It's currently the transition period between summer and autumn, and the weather is quite nice, neither too hot nor too cold, making it the best season of the year for evening outings.
As a result, tourists flocked to the area.
With people, business naturally follows.
Not only are all kinds of shops lined up on both sides of Yanghu Avenue at the entrance of Yanghu Lake, but also various food stalls gather along the lake every evening.
There's a wide variety of food available, including fried dough twists, fried pancakes, fried dough sticks, tofu pudding, braised eggs, and more.
Among them, the most popular is undoubtedly the hot pot.
Originally, people in Qingcheng only ate hot pot in winter.
But someone started it, and now people are eating hot pot even when it's very hot in the summer.
However, when eating hot pot in the summer, you must drink ice-cold beer. The combination of the hot pot and the ice-cold beer creates a truly unique experience of hot and cold.
Very refreshing.
Wang Tianxiao led the two to a food stall that specializes in selling hot pot and they sat down.
This stall is very small, with only three tables in total.
But Wang Tianxiao did not object.
He came from a poor family, so he wasn't particularly particular about food.
As long as I can eat my fill, that's good enough.
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