I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Since the last time, the whole alley knew that the eldest son of the Wei family followed a very stylish boss.

So much time had passed that Mrs. Peng had thought the matter was over, but she didn't expect such a turnaround.

"During this period of time, things have been complicated, so it has been delayed until here."

Mrs. Peng would never blame him, after all, it was just a casual remark at the time.

She happily told her husband Peng about it, but he just smiled and didn't say much.

Now the eldest son of the Wei family came to the house in person and did not go to the company, obviously he only recognized his family.

Although Mrs. Peng did not receive much education, she had been following her landlord father since she was young, so she was the only smart one.

"How much?"

Wei Miao felt the sweetness of the candy in his mouth, "Brother Lu wants to open a candy factory, so naturally the more sugar the better."

This was something the two of them had discussed. If they wanted to stockpile sugar, they had to have a reputation. An average family could consume more than ten kilograms of sugar a year, which was already the maximum they could eat.

Lu Pingsheng provided the money, land, and management, while Wei Miao provided the technology, and they each split the profits in half.

It seems that Wei Miao got the advantage, but in fact it was not the case.

It is very simple to make toffee, but if it is industrialized, it becomes very complicated. First of all, the production line is a huge problem.

Lu Pingsheng got a batch of second-hand equipment from his good brother Durand, which should arrive in Hong Kong before the New Year.

Wei Miao will have to research and modify it from scratch, which will cost a huge amount of money.

"Toffee factory?" Mrs. Peng was surprised.

Wei Miao smiled shyly, "It's a business between Mr. Lu and a few friends. There was no sign of it before, so I didn't bother you. Now it's on track, so I came to place an order."

Mrs. Peng rolled her eyes and asked, "Can we make candy ourselves?"

Wei Miao waved his hand, "I'm just planning to do it, but I don't know the details yet. So I hope it can be kept secret."

Mrs. Peng understood immediately and quickly assured her, "Don't worry, our family is the most tight-lipped."

Wei Miao agreed in his heart that although Mrs. Peng was noisy and could get along with everyone, outsiders never knew about the important matters at home.

For example, no one in the alley knows Mr. Peng’s income, what he likes to do, or where his hometown is.

On the contrary, Mrs. Huang is different. She always asks people how much her husband earns a month.

He always showed off about when he gave her gifts and how much pension money he sent to her hometown every month.

He even wanted to tell her when her period would come.

"The first batch of sugar will be ten tons. Delivery before the New Year."

Wei Miao told the number, and Mrs. Peng exclaimed in a low voice.

"Twenty thousand pounds?"

Wei Miao and Lu Pingsheng calculated that Mr. Peng's sugar factory was not large and could produce a maximum of 20,000 kilograms of goods before the New Year.

Wei Miao seemed not to notice her loss of composure, and squinted his eyes and said:

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so we are preparing to ship the goods before the New Year."

Mrs. Peng seemed to feel that she was a little unsteady, so she suppressed the beating of her heart and echoed:

"That's right, that's right. Every family buys candy during the Chinese New Year. If we also have our own milk candy, the price will definitely be lower than the imported ones, and ordinary people can afford it."

Wei Miao also nodded, "Temporarily set at 20,000 jin. If there are any more, we will take them too."

Mrs. Peng saw Wei Miao off and hurried out of the alley with the child in her arms.

She had to call and tell Lao Peng about this great news.

A few days ago, he was still worried about the soaring prices and the poor performance of the factory, which made it impossible for the workers to have a good year.

A large order suddenly came in today. I told the foreign boss to quickly ship sugarcane from Southeast Asia and that he would take as much as he could.

Mrs. Peng walked briskly while complaining that good sugarcane could not be grown in Shanghai.

However, I heard that beets can also be made into white sugar. In the spring of next year, I will ask my father to plant more beets in the countryside. Then I will ask Lao Peng’s foreign trade friends to take a trip out to sea and buy them back to the sugar factory as imported products, which will be another huge income.

If Lu Pingsheng knew that Mrs. Peng had such a smart mind, he would have praised her.

At this moment, he looked at Feng Zhenzhen who was sitting crookedly in front of him, and was quite speechless.

"So you just gave it to her like this?"

Feng Zhenzhen supported her head with one hand, "What else?"

Lu Pingsheng looked at the lazy man in front of him and admired him very much. "Aren't you afraid of giving it to the wrong person?"

Feng Zhenzhen said as she should, "You asked me to jump over to the next room, isn't it because she was there to pick me up?"

Halfway through her speech, Feng Zhenzhen picked up an orange in front of her and threw it at Lu Pingsheng.

"Mr. Lu, it's all your fault. That brat saw me taking off my clothes and changing them."

"what!"

Lu Pingsheng suddenly sat up straight, pointed at Feng Zhenzhen and said in a trembling voice:

"What did you do in front of her?"

She had known Lu Pingsheng for more than three years, but this was the first time she saw him like this, and she found it very amusing.

"I jumped across the room and changed my clothes. She hid in the corner and saw everything. She even said something about the birthmark on my butt..."

Lu Pingsheng felt a headache coming on, frowned and interrupted Feng Zhenzhen:

"You, you are a girl, you need to pay attention to your image!"

Feng Zhenzhen said indifferently, "I was raised by monkeys in the mountains, what image do I need to have?"

Lu Pingsheng closed his eyes, exhaled and breathed in, and silently said in his heart, "This is a female monkey, this is a female monkey..."

It took a while to regain his composure, "Didn't those people notice anything?"

Feng Zhenzhen said proudly: "Three idiots, I turned off the lights when I said so, and when you saw the location marked by the golden light, you forgot what the world was, how could you remember me?"

Lu Pingsheng finally smiled, feeling that his long preparations paid off.

It’s a pity that he can’t go out now, otherwise he would discuss the matter of the plum blossom mark with A Miao.

"You'll be living in my house recently." Lu Pingsheng instructed Feng Zhenzhen, who was sitting still.

"Do you want to control the wine? Not some shitty sake, I want some strong liquor."

Lu Pingsheng smiled and said, "What kind of wine do you want to drink? Ask Brother Yang to buy it for you."

Feng Zhenzhen likes this aspect of Lu Pingsheng, his generosity.

Lu Pingsheng held his forehead and said, "Do you remember your identity?"

"If others ask, I will say that I am your lover, you know!" Feng Zhenzhen answered in a very good mood, without any shyness at all.

Lu Pingsheng looked at the charming woman and sighed in his heart.

According to the old Taoist, the child was raised by a group of monkeys in the mountains before he was sixteen years old. When he was found by the old Taoist, he looked like a wild man.

The old Taoist himself was starving, otherwise he would not have gone into the mountains to make a living. He brought people with him, but apart from cheating them, he did not teach them anything that a decent person should know.

The first time in his life, Lu Ping looked into Feng Zhenzhen's eyes and found that her eyes were as pure as those of a naive child.

I really don't understand how someone with such a sharp eye could do such a sneaky and deceptive business.