Eighty peasant wives are busy getting rich

Chapter 167 Chapter 167: A good place to do business
Zhao Xiaojie still insisted on giving the money to Zhao Xiaohuan, asked for her passbook account number, and said that he would call her the money when he went to town, and Zhao Xiaohuan agreed.

Early the next morning, before Zhao Xiaohuan got up, Yuan Yi who was cooking came in and said to her, "Xiaohuan, the captain is here, waiting for you in the yard."

"understood."

Zhao Xiaohuan responded, put on his clothes and went out of the yard, took a bench for the captain to sit down, and then asked, "Captain, what do you want from me?"

"Xiao Huan, I went back last night and thought about it seriously. People in our village saw that the seed factory has made money this time, and many people want to follow me, so I want to ask your friend if there are any seeds there. I want to open another factory in the county.”

The team leader heard Zhao Xiaohuan earn money this time, and tasted the sweetness, and the villagers were eager to try it, thinking of working in the factory to earn money.

The team leader is going to open a factory in the county, and Zhao Xiaohuan supports it. Excellent seeds have been sold in the town for a while, and I believe many people know that they are better than ordinary seeds. There are still 100 million catties of seeds in it.

"Yes, captain, when I come back from Kyoto, you come to the county to find me, and we will discuss the opening of the factory together."

"That would be great." The team leader was very happy, and felt that Zhao Xiaohuan was really reliable. After the two chatted for a while, the team leader left. After Yuan Yi and Zhao Xiaohuan had breakfast, they drove to the capital with Wang Meihua.

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When they came to Kyoto, Yuan Yi drove to see a client. Zhao Xiaohuan was worried that Wang Meihua was tired, so she found a house she bought before. The road was bumpy, and she guessed that Wang Meihua must have not slept well. There were beds and bedding in the room for her to sleep first. Sleep.

After Wang Meihua had a rest, Zhao Xiaohuan went shopping, thinking about buying some food for Wang Meihua to go home. After walking for a while, Zhao Xiaohuan found a street in front of her, which was still empty, and there were shops on both sides of the street.

Zhao Xiaohuan immediately fell in love with it. This is a good place to do business. She wanted to rent this street to open a snack bar. People depend on food for their livelihood. Thinking of this, she asked the people around her.

"You said that this street belongs to the Wei family. The reason why it has been vacant for so long is because no one has the face to rent a house from the Wei family. I advise you to stop thinking about it. The Wei family is not short of money. I won't rent it to you." The woman left after finishing speaking.

Knowing that it was Wei's street, Zhao Xiaohuan found a remote place, took peach blossom wine, canned yellow peaches and honey cake from the space, and carried them to Wei's house.

When Zhao Xiaohuan arrived, she reached out and knocked on the door politely. It was Wei Xiangqiao who opened the door. She hadn't seen Zhao Xiaohuan for a while, and Wei Xiangqiao was thinking about her daughter very much.

"Xiao Huan, why did you come to Kyoto? Come in quickly."

"Yuan Yi came to talk about clients, and I came with him." Zhao Xiaohuan said as he followed Wei Xiangqiao inside.

Entering the room, Wei Xiangqiao took the things in her hand and put them down, let her sit on the sofa, poured Zhao Xiaohuan a cup of malted milk, brought it to her, sat beside her and looked at her.

Zhao Xiaohuan lowered her head and took a sip. The aroma of malted milk spread in her mouth. She took a few more sips before she said to Wei Xiangqiao, "I just want to ask whether the commercial street on Zhonghua Road belongs to my grandmother's house?"

Wei Xiangqiao was never interested in business affairs, so when she heard Zhao Xiaohuan's question, she could only ask Zhao Xiaohuan to wait a while and call Wei Zhendong who was sleeping.

(End of this chapter)