Rebirth of the times, a top-level boss joins the national team

The Yang family generals were also quite surprised to see Tu Shan. She had always been lively and energetic in the past, so why was she so listless today?

"Is Third Sister okay?"

"It's okay, Boss Yang, I came to ask how the brown sugar is doing."

Talking about the Yang Family Generals, he became excited: "It's done. I got the goods yesterday morning and hired fifty people to do the assembly line work. It took until three in the morning to finish it.

Third sister, I have to praise the sugarcane you got. Generally, one pound of sugarcane can produce a little more than one or two ounces of brown sugar, but the sugarcane you got produced three or two ounces of brown sugar, and it is three times sweeter than ordinary brown sugar.

All the sugarcane produced 3,000 kilograms of brown sugar, which has a beautiful color, rich aroma, and super sweetness. It is definitely a top-notch product, and the price is definitely five times that of ordinary brown sugar. If I come up with another marketing trick, I can sell it for ten times the price.

Third sister, I have a suggestion. Listen to it. If we continue to cooperate as before, you will suffer a lot, and I won’t be able to do anything.

So, I was thinking, if you have something in the future, give it to me and we can work together to process it. You provide the raw materials, I produce and sell it, and we can split the profits proportionally. How about that?

The Yang family generals saw Tu Shan's face and said, "Is this troublesome? Don't look for me."

He quickly said, "Of course, it's just like a farm. If you don't want to bother with it, just leave it to me. You just need to provide food, primary products and collect money.

Moreover, Third Sister, now that we have our own factory, it will be much more convenient for you to eat and use in the future. I can prepare as much as you want. It won't be like before, when you want brown sugar, I can only get you one pound of poor quality.

Look at you now, if you want brown sugar, I can give you as much as you want. Isn't that convenient?"

Ah, Tu Shan was brainwashed: "Yes, yes, it is indeed convenient. I want 100 kilograms of brown sugar."

General Yang felt a pang in his heart, but he endured it again and again before smiling again: "That's...that's fine."

Tu Shan really thought it was convenient: "Okay, if you need a list of crops from now on, I'll get it for you.

Oh, I want to drink beer. I have the skills and the food. Can you help me with it?

The Yang family general's heartache was gone, his face was no longer stiff, and he felt as if he had drunk three kilograms of liquor and was in high spirits. "Do it, do it, Third Sister, you are my God of Wealth, my ancestor, you can do whatever you say."

Tu Shan chuckled: "Not really, not really. I'll send you some wheat later. Oh, and I also need sorghum liquor. Can you help me find some skilled craftsmen to brew it?

I do know some tips on how to steam and roast to make the wine more fragrant. I'll write them down for you when the time comes. You can communicate with the chefs to improve and make some good wine."

Wine is a luxury product, but also a highly profitable commodity. The Yang family generals were so excited that their faces turned red.

"Okay, okay, no problem, absolutely no problem. Third Sister, is a hundred kilograms of brown sugar enough? If not, I'll give you some more. It's fresh out of the pot, still warm. It's good for beauty and health. It's absolutely good stuff."

Tu Shan's heart was pounding when she saw Yang Jiajiang's flattering behavior. She felt that he was like a big bad wolf trying to trick a little white rabbit.

"One hundred kilograms is enough. Have you bought the seedlings for your poultry and livestock? When do you need the grain? How much do you need?"

"Here, here," General Yang said, smiling as he pulled out a list. "Third sister, take a look and see if you can prepare all of these. If not, that's fine. I can think of other ways."

Tu Shan took a look and saw that they were all coarse grains, mainly corn, sweet potatoes, and grass.

There weren’t many things, and the quantity wasn’t large either. In the first batch, each item weighed about 2,000 kilograms.

"We still have the rapeseed oil cakes we used to make. They can be used to feed pigs. They are good stuff and we can feed them together with the other ingredients when the time comes.

The livestock and poultry are still young and can’t eat much in the early stages, so they can be fed for quite some time.”

Tu Shan nodded. Indeed, it was not just the oil cakes made from rapeseed oil, but also the oil residue from peanut oil. However, that person could eat it too, and it was a rare good thing. The Yang family had already sold it at a high price.

There are also bean dregs, the bean dregs used to make tofu, and the bean dregs used to extract soybean oil.

Tu Shan will add these in and send them over later. They can be processed and sold for money, and can also be recycled.

"Okay, I'll get it for you within three days."

The Yang family generals agreed that the black market business could no longer satisfy his inflated business talent, so he opened a factory and became bigger and stronger and unstoppable.

Tu Shan carried 100 kilograms of brown sugar to work.

When she arrived, she just made it in time for breakfast. She held her big clay pot, ate a pot of big steamed buns with pickles, and drank a pot of multi-grain porridge before strolling to the office.

The extra clay pot of porridge was a backdoor given to her by the lady who served her food.

Tu Shan generously broke off a piece of brown sugar, about half a pound, for the lady who served the food. The lady was so happy that she treated Tu Shan like an ancestor and sent her away.

She used public property to do favors and received high personal returns, and the lady who served the food thought she was the smartest person in the world.

At the office, everyone else is basically there, has had breakfast, and is busy.

Tu Shan went to He Jiahuan's office to put brown sugar.

As a temporary worker, she had no territory of her own and had been requisitioning He Jiahuan's, but He Jiahuan didn't care.

Tu Shan went in without knocking, she just kicked the door and that was it.

You can tell who it is by the noise. He Jiahuan, who was lying on the table writing the closing report of the previous case, didn't even raise his head.

Used to it.

"Good morning, leader."

"Okay." He Jiahuan still didn't look up.

Tu Shan didn't care. She rummaged around the house and found a newspaper she had read. She folded two sheets together and put them on the table. Then she took out five pounds of brown sugar from the sack and put it on the newspaper.

He Jiahuan was so shocked that his handwriting was crooked. He endured it for a long time before looking up.

When he saw the bright red candy, his anger disappeared instantly and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Where did you rob?"

Tu Shan snorted: "It's from a legal source. Take it back and give it to your sister-in-law. Let her drink as much as she wants. If it's not enough, I'll give her more."

He Jiahuan couldn't refuse this thing, so he thought for a moment and said, "Your sister-in-law really needs it, so I won't be polite to you. However, you should keep some for yourself. I only need two kilograms."

Tu Shan despised her boss's pettiness: "What are you keeping? Take a look."

The big sack was thrown onto the table with a bang, knocking over the teacups. He Jiahuan's eyes widened. He still said there was no robbery?

Okay, there’s really no need to keep it: “I’ll give you the money later. I don’t have it with me.”

"It doesn't matter." Tu Shan waved her hand proudly.

Li Hao and Xu Zhi came in and saw it, and their eyes lit up instantly.

"brown sugar?"

Xu Zhi was quick and broke off a small piece and stuffed it into his mouth, instantly making a distorted expression: "Oh my god, this is so sweet, where did it come from?"

He Jiahuan glared at him unhappily, thinking, "Why are you so rude, brat?" He quickly folded the newspaper and put it in his drawer. It would be a waste to give it to this kid.

Xu Zhi pouted, thinking that the captain was too stingy.

"Third sister, did you get this too? Can you give me some? My mom is giving birth to my little sister, so I need some good nourishment."

"What the hell?" Tu Shan was shocked.

He Jiahuan and Li Hao were also surprised. They had never heard this kid say that.

Xu Zhi chuckled: "My mother gave birth to me and my three younger brothers, and she always dreamed of having a daughter. Now, she's still not at peace even at the age of 40. My father indulges her. What can I do as a son?

That's right, the old lady is old, and I'm worried about her health. She's already over nine months pregnant and is about to give birth."

Tu Shan slapped her and said, "Women are always in their prime at 18, what old lady? A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory."

Xu Zhi was photographed with a grin on his face, feeling aggrieved, but he didn't dare to refute.

Tu Shan grabbed two more sheets of newspaper and wrapped five pounds for Xu Zhi: "Is that enough?"

Xu Zhi no longer felt wronged: "Enough, enough, Third Sister is so nice."

Li Hao stood by and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Tu Shan didn't even bother to ask him, and directly packed five pounds and stuffed it into his hand: "Go back and give it to your wife and mother. You all should eat it. If it's not enough, come to me."

"Thank you, Third Sister." Li Hao accepted it happily.

He Jiahuan glanced at his newspaper and found that there were a few pages he had not read yet.

I’d better prepare some oil paper for the little girl in the future.

He glanced at Xu Zhi and Li Hao and asked, "What's going on between you two?"

Xu Zhi: "We are preparing to go on a field mission, and we came to tell you, Captain."

He Jiahuan nodded: "Got it, be careful. Also, keep the brown sugar away and don't be such a big mouth, talking everywhere."

This remark touched Xu Zhi.

Xu Zhi covered his mouth and nodded self-awarely.