A lucky wife born again from a farm family

Nowadays, their skills in ordering tofu are much better than before. They can now order four pounds of tofu from one pound of soybeans.

The 800 jins of tofu sold this morning only used 200 jins of soybeans and cost 600 Wen.

In other words, they made a net profit of more than seventy taels from tofu alone.

Then there are the seasonings and spices. The most expensive raw material is thirty cents per catty, and the cheapest is fifteen cents. On average, the cost of a pound of seasoning spices is one hundred cents.

One pound of spices can be packed into one hundred packages, and each package costs five cents. One pound can be sold for five hundred cents, making a net profit of four hundred cents.

Today they made three to two hundred coins from eight hundred bags of spices.

The two items combined make a net profit of more than ten taels.

With this profit, even if the third grandfather has lived a lifetime and gone through many things, he can't help but get excited.

The third grandma looked at their excitement and said with a smile: "Look at how hopeless you two are. In the future, the more tofu you make, the more money you will make. When you are more excited, don't just stand there. Come over for breakfast."

Breakfast consisted of steamed sweet potatoes, bean dregs cakes and soy milk. Compared with when they were fleeing from famine, it was considered a delicious meal. The family ate very happily. After eating, they went to work separately.

Liang Zhuzhu and He Dacang had already cut the tofu into half a catty and carried it to various villages for sale.

Liang Zhuzi was smart and knew that He Dacang and the others were also selling white tofu, so he took the villagers over the mountains to the nearby Daxing Town to sell tofu there.

At the beginning, no one dared to buy it, so Liang Zhuzi and the others imitated the Gu family, renting an iron pot for ten cents, and made a pot of fried five-spice tofu on the spot, and invited people on the street to eat it for free.

Everyone who had eaten it was full of praise, and seeing that they didn’t suffer from any problems after eating this fresh food, they became bolder and asked Liang Zhuzhu and the others: “How do you sell this tofu?”

Liang Zhuzhu said: "This tofu is big, a piece weighs half a catty, and costs ten cents a piece."

"Ten cents!" Everyone who heard the price was shocked and waved their hands: "It's too expensive, too expensive. Although the tofu is delicious, who wants to buy a meal for ten cents?"

Liang Zhuzi said: "Dear uncles, brothers, aunts and sisters, this tofu is a fresh delicacy. It is very popular in our town and county. We picked it up from all over the mountains and sold it for ten cents a piece. Tofu is really not expensive.”

Liang Zhuzi talked about their difficulties, and finally changed the topic and said, "Well, we also know how difficult it is for you. How about giving you two cents less, eight cents a piece?"

"This is the lowest price. If it is any lower, we will lose money."

When the people in Daxing Town heard that, oh, the price has been reduced, they felt comfortable.

A plump middle-aged woman carrying a vegetable basket said: "Okay, give me a piece, and we can eat this fresh food too."

"Hey, okay." Liang Zhuzi immediately brought the woman a half-pound piece of tofu, wrapped it in a cabbage leaf, and put it in her basket.

They were poor and reluctant to buy yellow paper. They still had cabbage at home, so they used cabbage leaves to wrap tofu.

Liang Zhuzhu pointed at the seasonings and said: "Sister, this tofu needs to be flavored with seasonings to make it taste better. Please take a pack."

The middle-aged woman was obviously older than Liang Zhuzi. She was so beautiful when she was called a girl. She asked, "How much does it cost per pack?"

"Spice is a valuable thing. If you add a little to the dish, the taste will be comparable to fresh mint sauce. Originally it cost ten cents a pack, but the girl looks rich and is a blessed person. I will give you two cents less, eight cents." I’ll give you a package, what do you think?”

The woman originally thought it was expensive, but Liang Zhuzi knew how to talk, so she thought it would be okay to buy another pack of seasonings since she had already bought white tofu, so she took a pack.

Liang Zhuzi knew how to be a good man, so he took out a half-kilogram piece of tofu, cut it into ten small pieces, and gave two pieces to the woman: "Take it, sister, this is for you, remember to buy it next time."

The woman got two pieces of small tofu for free and smiled from ear to ear: "Okay, I will buy it next time, and then I will help you talk to the neighbors and ask everyone to take care of your business."

The woman left happily.

Liang Zhuzi and the others were still frying tofu in an iron pan, and the aroma filled half of the street. Some people couldn't stand it anymore and began to spend money to buy tofu and seasonings.

Two hours later, their white tofu was sold out, but there were still nearly a hundred packets of spices left. This was something they couldn't bear to part with. They only bought white tofu and not the spices.

But Liang Zhuzi and the others are still very happy, they made a lot of money today. Moreover, these seasonings and spices will not go bad and can be stored for a long time. Just sell them slowly.

But luckily, when they were about to close the stall and go home, the shopkeeper of Yongxinglou in Daxing Town stopped them, asked them their names, where they lived, and looked at Liang Zhuzi's household registration. Finally, with a wave of his hand, he handed over their I bought all the spices.

Liang Zhuzi was a smart and cautious man. He knew that they were not from Daxing Town. If they came to sell tofu in Daxing Town, the people in Daxing Town might not believe them, so he put his household registration on them. Now he actually uses them.

Shopkeeper Lin of Yongxing Building did not just look at the household registration. He sent someone to visit them for a day. Seeing that their business was booming and that no one who had eaten their tofu had any problems, he asked the clerk to buy tofu and seasonings and make them. I ordered pan-fried five-spice tofu and after eating it, I let go of my guard against them.

What surprised Shopkeeper Lin even more was that adding the spices to other dishes would make the dishes taste better. After thinking about it, he rushed to buy their spices.

Shopkeeper Lin also took a fancy to the tofu and said to Liang Zhuzhu and the others: "You will send fifty kilograms of tofu to Yongxing Building tomorrow. If it sells well, we will send it every day from now on."

Liang Zhuzi and the others were very excited and nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay, shopkeeper Lin, don't worry, we will definitely deliver the tofu to you tomorrow."

It was already evening, and it took three hours to walk from Daxing Town to Lianghe Village. Liang Zhuzhu and the others did not dare to stay longer. After returning the iron pot, they picked up the basket and hurried towards Lianghe Village.

When they returned to Lianghe Village, it was almost midnight, but their families and the other six families who made a living in tofu did not rest and were waiting for them.

Liang Zhuzi didn't waste any time, and asked everyone to enter the house, light the lamps, and start counting money and settling accounts.

After doing the math, excluding the capital, they actually made a net profit of four to two to five hundred cash.

"I made so much money!"

He made four to five hundred cash in one day, and all twelve families were shocked.

"This, this tofu is so profitable."

"Four to two to five hundred cents will be divided equally between the six families. One family can also get seven hundred and fifty cents."

Seven hundred and fifty cents, the money they earned in one day was enough to earn them two months of hard work.

They were scared of poverty, and after calculating the account, they were so excited that they cried. If this business can continue for a long time, they will no longer have to suffer poverty in this life.