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Chapter 86 Partnering with Third Brother

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    "It's not a big deal. I told my son to add more coarse grains when processing, but don't add bran to the good grain. If it is eaten by chickens and pigs, isn't that a crime!"

    "Now this man, life is so good. When I was young, I didn't even eat bran. Tofu dregs were food, and wild vegetables, bark and grass were boiled in water."

    "Then you are okay, and there is firewood to cook. I don't have any firewood at home. I remember I was hungry and wanted to go up and eat a few bites of everything. Those days, alas, I really didn't eat or burn! Look  Look at it now, how good it is, food is processed by machines.¡±

    The women talked to each other, remembering bitterness and thinking sweetly, and after talking for a while, Zhao's mother said to Zhao Sansao: "Now it's different from the past. If you want to sell tofu to make money, you have to use machines.  , It¡¯s not like eating at home, there¡¯s not much, and selling, isn¡¯t that the more the better? You should be able to settle this account.¡±

    Mrs. Zhao San nodded: "I think he can figure it out, but he just doesn't. Anyway, I'm the one who ordered me."

    Zhao's mother is too lazy to talk about it, she is such an adult, and she is a father and mother, so she can't teach her by hand.

    Sister-in-law Zhao San sat down until her mother-in-law finished wrapping the bean buns and then came back, only to see Sange Zhao grinding the beans by himself.

    After finishing the grinding, third brother Zhao went to second brother Zhao and said that he would send him a bag of beans for processing in the next day, and give the processing fee to second brother Zhao.  I got up to help, and after pressing the tofu, I loaded the car and went to the county town. I didn't call Mrs. Zhao again during the whole process.

    Mrs. Zhao San ignored him and went to sleep when she should. She wanted to see how long Brother Zhao could hold on for a few days.

    After returning from bean processing, Brother Zhao still grinds some beans by hand, and then boils them separately to make two kinds of tofu, one is machine-processed, the other is hand-ground, the same is more and the other is less.  At the original price, the hand grinder is five cents more expensive.

    "My daughter-in-law's arms are so tired and swollen that she can't grind as much as before, so she can only make these. I feel so sorry for my wife. She is too tired, so I raised five points to buy her some medicine and  Nutrients or something. These are machine-processed beans, at the original price. I do business honestly, and I never deceive people. I can drop whatever I want. Do you want the same kind of tofu?" Zhao Sange said to the customers who bought tofu.

    ?Sange Zhao is really good at thinking. When he saw the problem of the hand mill, he adjusted the production in time and opened a special line for handmade tofu.

    Rareness is the most precious thing. Anyone with a bit of business sense understands this truth. Of course he knew it too, so he raised the price of handmade tofu and said that his daughter-in-law was too tired.

    Anyway, I didn¡¯t lie, my daughter-in-law is indeed tired and her arms are swollen. As for his distress and buying medicines and nutritional supplements for her, who will prove it?  Most of the people who come to sell tofu are grandma and mother's women. Hearing what Brother Zhao said, I immediately have a good impression of Brother Zhao, but it is five cents more expensive, so I can still afford it. Besides, tofu is also delicious.  They spent money to buy one after another, even happier than usual.

    "Good boy, you know how to love your daughter-in-law! My aunt will buy you an extra piece of tofu, so you can buy more delicious food for your daughter-in-law." An old lady said kindly.

    Third Brother Zhao said gratefully: "Ma'am, is a man still a man if he doesn't know how to love his wife! Thank you, Ma'am, I'll go buy delicious food for my daughter-in-law after I finish buying tofu!"

    In this way, even the tofu processed by the machine was sold happily, and then Zhao Sange drove the car home with money to buy delicious medicine for his wife, which did not exist.

    Do you love your wife?  Of course he was in pain, didn't see if he was grinding the beans by himself now, it still hurts, this money is not easy to earn, you can't just spend it casually.

    When he came back, he deliberately showed off his rhetoric to Mrs. Zhao, which made Mrs. Zhao very angry. Seeing that he was a little bit soft-hearted when he was busy talking about it, he immediately hardened again after hearing it.

    Third brother Zhao didn't care, so he asked his child to help him make tofu, but this way he had less time to rest, and because he didn't eat well, he fell ill within a few days.

    "I'm not alive anymore, just let me die! My money!" Brother Zhao said while humming.

    He cared more about the lost money than the illness.

    Mrs. Zhao San was really angry and sad, she came over with water and medicine and said: "Take the medicine quickly, it was bought with money, so don't waste it."

    Third brother Zhao doesn't want to listen to spending money now, and spending money if he doesn't make money, it's his life.

    "Prodigal girls, I told you not to buy medicine, but you didn't listen, how much does it cost!" Third Brother Zhao ate the medicine and weakly scolded his wife.

    Zhao Sansao was too lazy to argue with him, and saw that he had taken the medicine and left with a bowl.

    ???Let me tell you, I'm sick, you make tofu, and there are processed beans, you boil a pot, ask the horse eggs to be pressed for you, you go to buy it in a carcough cough cough!  "Third Brother Zhao started coughing within a few words.

    This has been said since Brother Zhao fell ill, and Mrs. Zhao ignored all the rumors and sat in front of the stove and rubbed her arms with safflower oil.

    "I said, did you hear me! Cough cough!" Brother Zhao San raised his voice.

    Zhao Sansao really had no choice but to reply angrily: "I heard it!"

    At this time, the second sister-in-law Zhao came: "Is his third aunt, his third uncle better?"

    "Second sister-in-law is here? Take it easy, you don't cough so much at night." Third sister-in-law Zhao stood up and let her into the room.

    In winter, in order to save firewood, a kang is burned. The whole family sleeps at night, and the guests who come to visit during the day also stay in this house. There is no distinction between bedrooms and living rooms in the countryside.

    "Second sister-in-law is here." Third brother Zhao said with a hum.

    Second Aunt Zhao was also a little surprised when she saw Brother Zhao's appearance, and she lost her appearance after not seeing anyone for a few days.

    "Why are you so sick?" Mrs. Zhao Er sat on the edge of the kang.

    "The doctor said he was tired, and this cold is so bad, it's time to spread." Mrs. Zhao poured a bowl of hot water for Mrs. Zhao.

    Second Sister-in-Law Zhao held warm hands and said: "I said his third uncle, you are trying to make money and die, how can you do this."

    Mrs. Zhao San sat on the stool next to her and said, "Yes, I said the same thing, but will he listen?"

    Third brother Zhao said out of breath: "I'm thinking about Chinese New Year, earn more. I'm not busy selling some tofu at this time, so I won't have time to fix it when I'm busy. Cough cough!"

    "Even if you can make some money at this time, you can't put your body on the line. Look at your illness, the loss is even greater." Mrs. Zhao said, "Which one is more and which is less?"

    Mrs. Zhao San continued: "That's right, I said the same thing. When my arm was swollen, I told him to ask him to process beans, but he didn't listen. I did it myself. Now it's all right, the tofu can't be sold anymore, and I still spend money on it."  With money, I don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on in my head.¡±

    "It's all you prodigal bitch, I wouldn't be sick without you!" Brother Zhao became angry when he heard that.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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