You file a complaint.
Lao Qin’s tofu business started like this.
After selling for a month, Qin Wenli became a familiar face at the markets in two towns. We basically sell out every time, and any leftovers never exceed ten kilograms.
By the way, the news of Lao Qin's family selling tofu spread to the surrounding villages.
Some villagers also buy it directly from home. So every time Hu Yufeng cooked, she would leave about ten pounds for her family.
After dinner that day, Hu Yufeng called the whole family to a meeting.
This is also what Hu Yufeng learned from her dream.
In her dreams, she also attended Murakami's party meetings several times. The branch secretary said it was "summarizing this year and planning for next year."
They have been setting up the stall for a month, and it is time to “summarize this month and plan for next month”.
By the way, let my family know the truth.
The atmosphere of this meeting was obviously more relaxed and lively than the last time.
Qin Yu and Qin Shu both dared to fight and play.
Hu Yufeng cleared her throat and said, "Tonight we're mainly going to calculate our business for this month. Wenli, you keep the accounts and tell us about them."
Qin Wenli took out the account book and said, "We started to set up the stall for the first time on the 16th of last month. We have set up the stall 9 times this month and sold a total of 492 kilograms of tofu."
He wiped his saliva, turned the page and continued, "Of the 492 kilograms, I bought 106 kilograms with money, and received a total of 53 yuan. I exchanged 386 kilograms of soybeans, and received 572 kilograms of soybeans in return."
He turned the page and said, "Except for the 25 kilograms of soybeans I used to make tofu at the beginning, I used them all back afterwards. A total of 198 kilograms were used. Currently, there are 374 kilograms of soybeans left."
He closed the notebook, looked up at everyone and smiled, "That is to say, we made a net profit of 53 yuan from selling this month, plus 349 kilograms of soybeans."
Suddenly, all the adults, including Hu Yufeng, showed incredible expressions.
Hu Yufeng always had a zero account, and it was true that a zero account was not afraid of a final result. She did not expect to have such income in just one month.
"You can earn so much by setting up a stall!!!" Yang Xiu was shocked.
Even Qin Shengtian's expression changed.
Hu Yufeng looked at everyone's excited faces, and calmed down, saying loudly:
"Okay, Gang Wenli just told us about our situation this month. This is just the income. There are also expenses."
"We bought two new iron buckets to store tofu, which cost 8 yuan. A new tofu box cost 3 yuan, plus 6 yuan for miscellaneous items. This month we spent a total of 17 yuan. We only have 36 yuan left out of the 53 yuan we earned."
Everyone's enthusiastic faces became gloomy again as each expense was paid.
Hu Yufeng paused and said, "Although I made a little money, I still need to save what I should save and spend what I should spend."
She turned to look at Yang Xiu: "I think Yuyu and Shushu's cotton shoes were too small last year. Next week, go with Wenli to weigh some cotton and make them a new pair."
When Yang Xiu heard this, he suddenly felt his eyes warm.
For the first time, she looked at her mother-in-law with gratitude and said, "Then Mom will make you a pair too."
Hu Yufeng glared at him and said, "You are just a little bit rich and you are getting carried away again. My feet are not that delicate."
After saying that, he looked around at everyone and said, "We adults can make do with what we have. If our clothes and shoes are worn out, we can change them. Even a stitch or a thread costs money."
Qin Shengtian's mouth, which was about to move, suddenly froze.
He looked at Qin Wenli again and again, and Qin Wenli couldn't help laughing, so he had to speak against the wind: "My father's tobacco leaves are almost gone, how about weighing some..."
Hu Yufeng really exploded: "What if it's gone? If you don't smoke, I wonder if you'll die of addiction or something. You just smoke all day long..."
The second family meeting ended in scolding.
It is worth mentioning that perhaps because they felt the positive benefits from selling tofu, the whole family became extremely active, except for Qin Shengtian who was indifferent.
Qin Yu took Qin Shu and carried small baskets to move firewood to the tofu kiln one by one.
Hu Yufeng couldn't help but smile knowingly as she looked at the two chubby and clumsy children.
On the market day, Qin Wenli and Yang Xiu pushed their carts and set up their stall early.
Seeing that it was still early, Yang Xiu said hello to Qin Wenli and went to take a look at the food stall.
There are two shops selling fried food. Yang Xiu took a look and saw that the main items on display were fried dough sticks, fried cakes and twisted dough sticks.
Both the fried cakes and oil cakes were golden in color and looked crispy. Yang Xiu compared them in her mind and backed out. The color of her fried cakes was not as good as others. As for the oil cakes, she didn't know how to make them at all.
Besides, oil and sugar are extremely expensive things. She can’t afford them, let alone waste them.
There was a shop selling noodles, which she knew how to make, but the bed for making noodles at home was not made of iron like other people's noodles. It was a big and bulky wooden one, so this was not suitable either.
The people selling dumplings have already wrapped the dumplings and brought them here, so we can’t tell what the filling is. This is yet to be determined.
Yang Xiu covered her nose and refused the mutton seller. Not to mention whether her father-in-law was reluctant to give up his sheep, she herself couldn't stand the smell.
The stalls selling side dishes include shachima, stove-cooked food, candied fruits, etc. This also costs a lot of oil and sugar, so forget it.
Baked sweet potatoes? Baked pancakes? Neither...
Yang Xiu returned to his tofu stall somewhat frustrated.
Qin Wenli looked at her expression and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you not happy after going out for a walk?"
Yang Xiu looked melancholy: "After seeing what others were selling, I realized that I don't know how to do anything..."
Qin Wenli laughed: "You didn't find anything you know that is not available in the market."
Yang Xiu shook his head: "I used to think I was good at making tea and food, but now I see that I can only cook some homely dishes. I am nothing compared to others."
Qin Wenli comforted her: "Don't worry, let's wait and see. It's almost the twelfth lunar month. Even if we want to set it up, it will be after the New Year."
Yang Xiu nodded dejectedly.
Qin Wenli greeted her: "Come and sell tofu, I will weigh it, you take the money, and let you experience the taste of the housekeeper in advance."
After being interrupted by him, Yang Xiu's frustration disappeared, and he enthusiastically helped Qin Wenli sell tofu.
It was still early for the two to pack up their stall.
We pushed our bicycles together to buy cotton.
Seeing Qin Wenli stop his car in front of the tobacco vendor, Yang Xiu poked him: "Your mother scolded you for not buying it, but you still bought it?"
Qin Wenli's expression was indescribable: "I'll tell you later."
After buying the tobacco leaves, the two rode their bikes home.
It turned out that Qin Shengtian had been secretly saving the old lady's snacks every day since he was scolded that day. He saved up a few dollars to negotiate with Qin Wenli and bought him tobacco, and he gave the snacks to Qin Wenli.
Qin Wenli was speechless and said, "Put the snacks back to my grandma and I'll buy you the tobacco."
Qin Shengtian immediately walked away while biting the snack without any burden.
Yang Xiu is also...it’s hard to describe.
"Our father is such a talented person..." Yang Xiu managed to say after a long time.
"Hey, where did you get the money to buy cigarettes?" Yang Xiu suddenly thought.
"Where else could it come from? I just sell tofu every day..." Qin Wenli's voice came from the front in a muffled voice.
Yang Xiu was about to ask back, but suddenly he remembered something and looked around like a thief: "You lied... You lied to me!!!"
After a long while, the wind finally delivered Qin Wenli's reply: "Go and file a complaint!"
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