Shu Jiandang's family pretended to be cowards and couldn't get out of it, so Shu Aiguo couldn't do anything about it.
He couldn't possibly burn down Shu Jiandang's house!
If someone dies, no one will benefit. He used to be barefoot and not afraid of anything, but now he raises quail and sells roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), earning two or three hundred yuan a month. There's no way he would risk his promising future because of Shu Jiandang.
The villagers left in twos and threes.
Deng Fangping and Shu Hui sighed repeatedly, creating a tense atmosphere in the room. Even the usually mischievous Xiao Jiang didn't dare to speak.
Chu Yu helped Shu Aiguo feed the quails. After the quails had eaten their fill, she counted the eggs they had laid. The fertilized eggs hadn't hatched yet, but the previous 300 quails could lay more than 280 eggs a day. The quail egg business was good, and recently people had been looking for quail chicks everywhere.
If Shu Aiguo expands his quail business, selling both eggs and chicks, he could earn at least two hundred yuan a month!
Once you've successfully raised quails, you can raise other livestock and open a larger farm.
However, raising quail is quite risky. When the market is good, it's not a big deal, but when the market is bad and there's an epidemic, no matter how many injections or medicines you give, it's useless. If one quail gets infected, all the quail in the house will be infected. The same principle applies to raising chickens, ducks, and geese.
Chu Yu thought that once Shu Aiguo's quails were successfully raised, it would be best for him to switch to a more stable industry.
It should be able to grow big and strong, be inherited by future generations, and even be able to raise funds and go public in the future!
As for the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) business, she wasn't afraid of Shu Jiandang taking a share. Liao Xiumei was sharp-tongued and easily offended people. She was also slovenly; her bed hadn't been washed for six months, her daughter's room was infested with lice, and her fingernails were long enough to plow a field. Could someone like that run a successful snack business?
Chu Yu didn't think so.
"Mom, Aunt, don't worry. Selling snacks is all about the taste. They can copy the shape, but they can't copy the flavor. If we focus on making the taste good and cultivate customer relationships, the business will definitely continue to thrive!" Chu Yu comforted her.
Shu Hui and Deng Fangping exchanged a glance. They were both so angry with Shu Jiandang that they were completely preoccupied with the old and new grudges between the two families.
Chu Yu's words were a wake-up call for them: the most important thing in making snacks is the taste!
Can Shu Jiandang learn to sell roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) from their family? Can he learn their braised meat techniques? Can he learn their roujiamo-making skills?
Shu Jiandang isn't the most important thing. What's important is to make good roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) and increase the turnover, ideally earning thirty or forty yuan a day. Even if Shu Jiandang is added to the mix, they won't be afraid!
Despite being angry, the pork still had to be cooked as usual.
After Shu Jiandang's incident, Shu Hui and Deng Fangping put even more effort into braising the pork, fearing that the taste wouldn't be good enough and they would be outdone by Shu Jiandang.
Early Friday morning, Shu Aiguo went to the housing management office to sign the documents.
These days, renting a place is very simple. How could it not be? It's not like you're signing a contract with a private individual; you're dealing with the housing management office. You wouldn't dare cause trouble for the government, would you?
The rubber shoe factory's building was entrusted to the housing management office for full management. The contract was made in triplicate: one copy for the rubber shoe factory, one copy for Shu Aiguo, and one copy for the housing management office's records.
After signing the contract, the housing management office gave the keys to Shu Aiguo, who then went to find a storefront on his own. That was the end of the matter.
Chu Yu didn't get involved in any of these matters. She had other business to do and didn't want to attract too much attention or cause unnecessary trouble.
After receiving the keys, she didn't rush to see the house. Chen Baifu and Ge Lanzhi both knew that they had to be polite and respectful today when signing the contract, so that no one could find fault with them.
Chu Yu then asked Shu Aiguo to take a bottle of Moutai to thank Chen Baifu.
In state-run restaurants, a bottle of Moutai cost 8 yuan with ration coupons. Now that the market has opened up, you can buy it without ration coupons, but the price is higher, at 9.5 yuan a bottle. Given Chen Baifu's rank, a bottle of Moutai is about a quarter of his salary, so this gift was naturally delivered properly.
But Chu Yu wasn't giving it away for nothing. She would inevitably need Chen Baifu in the future, so delivering it this time would make it easier to ask for his help next time.
Chen Baifu was astonished when he received the Moutai from Shu Aiguo; the red ribbon and small label were definitely not counterfeit.
But he thought that Chu Yu and her uncle were both from the countryside. Even if people from the countryside knew that gifts were to be given, they would at most give some rice, flour, or sausages. Chen Baifu knew that their family was not well-off and did not expect them to give anything.
But Chu Yu's first offering was Moutai!
Ge Lanzhi was cooking when she saw Chen Baifu take out a bottle of Moutai from his bag. Her eyes widened. "Who gave this to me?"
"Who else? It's the person who came to thank me specifically because you helped them rent a place!"
Ge Lanzhi used to help so many people change houses, but no one was willing to buy her a bottle of Moutai. At most, they would give her some smoked meat and pastries. That's just how things are these days. Relationships between people are simple and honest. Helping someone is helping someone, and they don't necessarily want anything in return.
But when it comes to pastries and Moutai, who can honestly say they prefer pastries?
Moutai is not cheap, and it's a respectable item to serve guests during holidays. It's a valuable commodity that the family can afford, so Ge Lanzhi was naturally pleased.
"This girl knows how to get along with people. If she needs any help in the future, just let me know!" Ge Lanzhi said while cooking.
She didn't need to say it; Chen Baifu himself knew it.
He knew that being a self-employed individual could be quite profitable, but not everyone had the courage to do so. Chu Yu's family earned their money through hard work selling roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), while Chen Baifu felt indebted for taking the Moutai.
We should definitely help her as much as possible.
The young girl was unfamiliar with the place and people; it wasn't easy for her in Deyang.
On Friday night, Chu Yu counted all her savings. Business had been relatively stable these past few days, earning her three or four hundred yuan a day, and Chu Yu had more than 2,400 yuan in hand.
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