“This workshop is run by an elderly couple. They have two children who both have regular jobs. They don’t want to run this kind of self-employed business because they think it’s shameful. A few days ago, the old man fell and broke his arm. The children took this opportunity to persuade them to quit.”
He sighed inwardly, what a pity... such a good workshop just shut down like that.
So she asked Wang Xiaodao which oil pressing factories or workshops were in Jiangcheng. Wang Xiaodao took her cigarette and naturally answered all her questions without reservation.
Chen Sisi went to look around at the address he gave her, but found that none of the places were quite satisfactory.
Either the price is too high, or there are cheaper ones, but the quality is not good and does not meet her requirements.
I'm still most satisfied with the half-bucket of soybean oil that Wang Xiaodao gave me last time.
After thinking it over, she strolled back to Wang Xiaodao's dock: "Brother Dao, just give me that address, I'll go take a look."
When Wang Xiaodao saw her return with a troubled expression, he knew that she hadn't found anyone she liked.
So he took out a pen and wrote down an address for her: No. 16, Mianhua Lane, Old Zhang's house.
Shen Sisi immediately offered Wang Xiaodao another bottle of hot soy milk, and she herself sat down by the dock and opened a bottle.
After finishing the soy milk, her cold hands and feet gradually warmed up, and she was full of energy as she walked towards Cotton Alley.
At the entrance of No. 16 Cotton Lane, there is a cloth banner that reads "Zhang Family Oil Mill".
There was a piece of white paper pasted on the side, which indeed said "Oil Mill for Sale".
Chen Sisi's gaze darkened, and she knocked on the wooden door: "Excuse me, is anyone home?"
A weathered voice came from the inner room: "The door isn't locked...come in!"
Chen Sisi pushed open the wooden door and stepped inside, immediately smelling a fresh, oily fragrance.
"Little girl, you're here to buy oil, right? We're out of oil, we're closing down here. Why don't you try somewhere else?"
Following the sound, Chen Sisi saw an old man sitting on a recliner in the courtyard, basking in the sun, with several bamboo strips tied to his hands.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you...?"
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