The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

Just sent away a group of villagers who bought tofu, and a few villagers who went to sell tofu in the morning came back.

The villages they went to were relatively close, so they returned faster.

When they came back, all of them showed joy, obviously selling well.

As soon as he arrived at Zhao Dong's house, he opened his mouth and asked for another 20 catties of tofu and 20 bowls of bean curd, saying that he would sell them in the afternoon.

"Brother Dong, let's make more in the afternoon. You don't know. I pushed the cart. When I arrived at Sunjiazhuang, it was all sold out before I yelled. I want twenty catties in the afternoon!"

Several other villagers also hurriedly followed suit: "Isn't that right? The Xiaozhuang Village I went to didn't shout much. The villagers in Xiatian smelled the aroma of this secret sauce, and they gathered around one after another."

"When I saw something fresh that I had never seen before, I wanted to try it. Within two quarters of an hour, it was all sold out. In the afternoon, I want another 20 catties. I also want tofu curd. I want a 20 bowls." , Douhua is the best seller.”

Shitou was also cheerful, exaggerating: "Not to mention, the tofu curd is really easy to sell, and the first thing I sold out was the bean curd.

Let me tell you, the credit is all on the sauce that my sister-in-law made. Open the jar of the sauce, and the fragrance will be wafted for miles, without even shouting, someone will come over after smelling the fragrance. Brother Dong, I also want twenty catties of tofu and twenty bowls of tofu in the afternoon. "

Zhao Dong laughed happily when he heard it, thinking, his wife made it with the seasonings in the space, and now that ginger is expensive and pepper is even more expensive, it must feel delicious.

But they wanted to ask for more, but they couldn't, so they waved their hands and said, "You all want twenty catties, that's not okay. I didn't prepare that much material for the afternoon. At most, one person can give you fifteen catties of tofu, and tofu is fine." Give each of you twenty bowls."

It is impossible for Zhao Dong to give them so much all at once, although it is good to sell more and make more money.

However, they just sold ten catties in the morning, and if they can't sell out the twenty catties in the afternoon, it will affect their enthusiasm.

Another point is hunger marketing. Even if twenty catties can be sold out, but there is enough stuff, there is no way you can't grab it and have a deep memory that you can't forget.

Besides, he has already calculated, and if he continues to sell like this, he can earn almost eight or nine hundred coins in a day, and now he has increased the amount, and it is estimated that it will be more.

"Okay, okay, fifteen catties is fine! Hahaha."

The person who spoke was Zhang Qiang, who lived at the end of the village. His family fled here ten years ago, and they belonged to a foreign surname. Therefore, in some matters, the family will always be marginalized.

Zhao Dong's original body had helped him, so he has a very good relationship with Zhao Dong, he is the brother who has the closest relationship with Zhao Dong besides Shitou.

Like Shitou, he is also a real person. He has no heart, and he can say whatever he thinks. He made money at that time, and his happy expression was written on his face.

"Brother Dong, this is really great. You don't know, just for ten catties of tofu and ten bowls of tofu, I just need to come back from the field a little earlier, and pull the cart around, and earn seven coins Money, the key is not very tiring, which is much better than going to the landlord's house to work part-time."

Other villagers who have made money agree with each other.

At this time, some villagers who came to buy tofu heard about this in the morning and had already made up their minds, and they were a little moved at that time.

But I was a little hesitant, fearing that it would fall into my hands if I couldn’t sell it, so I wanted to see how other people sold it, and when I heard it again, I felt that this business could indeed be done.

Immediately, they told Zhao Dong that they also wanted to join in selling tofu.

Zhao Dong wanted to refuse, because there were only five people who wanted to sell tofu last night.

However, early this morning, a few clever villagers heard about it, and found him at dawn, saying that they would also join in selling tofu.

Zhao Dong asked for it at that time, if he joins a group, it is fine, but only one person in the same village can sell it.

Those few people made a total calculation, and then reported a few villages that no one went to, but the distance would be a little farther.

However, if they can report to this village, they must be familiar with the road, so it's okay to speed up their footsteps.

Now, ten people have joined, and there are basically no villages around.

Zhao Dong, who had just opened his mouth to refuse, thought of the ways of the world, so he still couldn't speak too harshly, so he said, "It's not impossible to join a group, but in order to avoid vicious competition and protect our partners in the same village, there can only be one company in a village. So, if you still have new villages to go to, fine."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone nodded their heads, thinking that there was no problem in cooperating with Zhao Dong, after all, he would not work for his own interests, regardless of the interests of his partners.

As a result, those villagers wanted to join even more, and began to mention the name of the village one by one.

In the end, it was discovered that only very, very far away villages were left unattended.

At this time, they were all annoyed and regretful. Why did they hesitate at that time and didn't seize the opportunity? Now they can only watch others make money.

At this time, Zhao Dong thought of something, and said to Shitou and Zhang Qiang: "By the way, when you go to sell tofu, please help me buy some soybeans. At the current market price, soybeans cost ninety-eight yuan per stone, and I will give it to you." One hundred Wen."

As soon as Zhang Qiang heard this, he immediately patted his chest and assured him: "Brother Dong, don't worry, this is no problem, just leave it to me."

Everyone else said it was fine.

Only then did Zhao Dong thank him again and again.

Seeing that the villagers who didn't get the chance were not very happy, Zhao Dong thought about it, turned around and took out the tofu dregs at home, and asked them if they wanted to take them home for frying.

Also how to fry said it again.

"This, my wife fried it, it's delicious, why don't you all take some back and try it too?"

The villagers all smiled instantly, thanked Zhao Dong one after another, and praised Zhao Dong's ability to do business.

After seeing off the last wave of villagers, Zhao Dong rubbed his stiffly smiling face, turned around and closed the door.

Recently, I have made a lot of tofu, and there is also a lot of tofu dregs. I just sent some out, and there are still a lot left. I can't finish it.

It happened that the pigsty at home was still empty, so he thought, why not just feed a few pigs.

When Sun Mei came back from the school, she heard Zhao Dong say that she still had to make more than 150 catties of tofu and 200 bowls of bean curd in the afternoon, and her face immediately collapsed.

Unexpectedly, he played his temper, threw the bamboo basket to the ground, and sat angrily on the stool under the tree.

"One day, three hundred catties of tofu can't be tolerated by a cow! I won't do it, whoever wants to do it can do it."

Zhao Dong couldn't help laughing, knowing that his daughter-in-law was speaking angrily, he hurried up to comfort him: "Don't worry, daughter-in-law, think about it, that's a cracking copper coin."

Sun Mei's face was sullen and she didn't speak.

Zhao Dong said again: "How about, let's quit our job in the academy. Now that the family is in the tofu business, no one else will doubt your resignation."

Sun Mei was a little hesitant. In fact, she didn't earn much money working in a private school, but she liked the job of cooking for children. In her previous life, she wanted to be a kindergarten teacher.

Although not now.

"Ugh!"

Sun Mei sighed, everything was for copper coins, everything was for life: "Forget it, I'll talk to Squire Wei tomorrow, have you brought the soy milk back?"