Farmhouse nan nan fortune is prosperous

Chapter 54

Old Zhangtou sighed, this is really a dilemma.

Fu Bao is practicing calligraphy in the study. After all, her calligraphy is really not good-looking, and even Brother Qi's writing is better than hers.

Rui Geer is on par with her.

After hearing old man Zhang's call, he hurriedly followed to the main hall.

"Father, mother, what do you want from me." Fu Bao saw the two people asking out loudly, and felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

Feeling very anxious.

"Fubao, you said that we sell tofu to the villagers, and then let the villagers sell it, what do you think?" Zhang Liu asked.

"Mom, are you afraid that this recipe will be targeted by people?" Fu Bao asked. In fact, she had long thought about not setting up a stall to sell food. Now that the weather is hot, Mapo Tofu is not very easy to sell, although it is sold out every day. .

That's because only their family sells them.

"Now people in the village, the town, and even Fucheng know that our family sells mapo tofu, so there is no need to worry so much." Zhang Liu said with a smile.

If someone dares to be aboveboard at this time and grab the prescription, they will not be able to cover it up no matter what, unlike back then.

"Mother, you just said that you want to sell tofu to the folks. What do you mean by asking the folks to sell it?" Fu Bao didn't understand the logic behind it for a while.

"The head of the village just said..." Mr. Zhang didn't care whether Fu Bao could understand or not, so he explained the cause and effect clearly.

Including fleeing famine to this Qingshan Village, the villagers helped build a house for them. Although it was a thatched house, it also helped their family. The father of the village chief also lent his land to their family for planting.

The land was divided in the coming year, and then returned.

After hearing this, Fu Bao understood.

"Father, mother, this tofu can be sold to the villagers, but there is a problem..." Fu Bao was a little entangled in thinking about food safety in the 22nd century.

"What, you said." Old man Zhang asked.

"Our family will make tofu in the future, and then the villagers will buy it from us and sell it to make a profit. What if there is something wrong with the tofu? For example, it hurts the stomach." Fu Bao asked.

Old man Zhang was stunned, he hadn't thought of this, and glanced at Zhang Liushi, who obviously didn't think of it either.

"Fubao, what can you do?" Zhang Liushi asked hesitantly.

Fu Bao is too smart, she can no longer treat her as a child.

"Let me think about it." Fu Bao frowned, trying hard to recall how to avoid this problem in the 22nd century.

But it seems not.

After a long while, Fu Bao's eyes finally brightened.

"Father, mother, we can ask everyone who buys our tofu to sign, and we have nothing to do with any problems after they leave our door," Fu Bao said.

This method is to prevent someone from intentionally framing her. She can imagine that if she really started making tofu in large quantities, some people would be jealous.

"Then who will come to buy our tofu." Old man Zhang said hastily, after all, everyone is still very resistant to such things as signing pictures and deposits.

"Then if they don't agree, we won't sell it to him, we will sell it ourselves."

Zhang Liushi thinks this method is good.

"Moreover, we can't say that we will sell to whoever comes to buy. We have to limit the quantity every day." Fu Bao added.

"Isn't this a show, the villagers will not be happy." Old man Zhang said hesitantly.

"Just do as Fubao said. You go to the head of the village in the past two days and say, now we can make one hundred catties of tofu every day for sale to the villagers, but we need to sign on the spot for acceptance. What, it has nothing to do with us."

Zhang Liushi made the decision directly.

"Mother, one hundred catties is too little. If we start making tofu at that time, we won't sell food." Fu Bao said, she knows that selling tofu can make more money than selling food.

Tofu saves energy.

"One hundred catties first. After all, our conditions are too harsh, and no one will come to buy it." Zhang Liushi said.

Fu Bao didn't speak, but nodded, she had to think about what to do next, after all, the tofu would definitely be in short supply in a few days.

As soon as the front foot stepped out of the door, the back foot retracted, "Father, mother, there is one more thing."

"What's the matter?"

"The folks who sell tofu can only sell it in the places we stipulate, so as to prevent looting the chassis and so on, which will affect the brand of our tofu." As a graduate of business administration, Fubao is still very clear about regional protection.

"Okay, Dad understands." Old Zhang didn't understand why for a while, but he still agreed.

Zhang Liushi understood it instantly.

At this time, at the pharmacy in the town, Brother Qi was standing in front of the counter, waiting anxiously, holding the medicines he had collected in the past few days, as well as the pulse case and prescriptions he had prepared.

The shopkeeper took the pulse case and the prescription and looked at it for a quarter of an hour, and the expression on his face was filled with surprise, "Brother Qi, are you really the one who prescribed this prescription?"

"The shopkeeper, I opened it." Brother Qi scratched his head in embarrassment, with little expectation on his face.

"Have you ever studied medicine? Who is your master?" the shopkeeper asked eagerly.

In the past six months, Brother Qi has delivered medicine to him, and the relationship between the two of them has become a lot closer. Usually, the child will ask about some pharmacological knowledge, and he will also give some advice.

I didn't expect this child to have a master.

"I don't have a master, I learned it by myself." Brother Qi rubbed his hands, his ears turned red.

"Reading..." The shopkeeper couldn't believe it. It is impossible for a person to learn medical books by himself and be able to prescribe this prescription in such a short period of time.

After all, he knew through communication in the past six months that Brother Qi had never studied medicine before.

"Then what book did you read, and when did you start studying?"

"I've read it for more than half a year. The book belongs to my sister-in-law."

"So that's how it is." The shopkeeper really wanted to see what kind of medical book could make people progress so fast.

But he knew that these medical books were family heirlooms, and as an outsider, he had no chance to read them.

"Shopkeeper, is my prescription correct?" Brother Qi asked quickly without forgetting his purpose.

"That's right, but this person is older and weaker. You need to add a piece of Chinese angelica to make the medicine more effective." The shopkeeper pointed to the prescription.

"Shopkeeper, are you going to see the doctor today? I have a patient at home who I want you to take a look at." Brother Qi said.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he immediately understood what the child was thinking.

He didn't expose it either, he already had an idea in his mind.

"Then wait for me." After talking about the shopkeeper, he went back to the room, carried the medicine box on his back, and came out.

Brother Qi was stunned. He didn't expect the shopkeeper to agree so neatly. After all, he was stealing a lesson.

"Why don't you go, lead the way ahead." The shopkeeper urged.

"Oh, ok." Brother Qi hurriedly led the way, out of the city gate, and the two of them got into the donkey cart.

Brother Qi also has a lot of pocket money in his pocket because he sells food and medicinal materials, so the money for the donkey cart is very straightforward.

After a while, I arrived home. Seeing that the house in front of me was a bit dilapidated, the shopkeeper knew it.

But I didn't expect that after passing through the dilapidated house, there was a big tile-roofed house with blue bricks, which was very grand.

"Shopkeeper, this is my home." After finishing speaking, Brother Qi opened the door and went in.

(End of this chapter)