I was a daigou in the 60s

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Hey, isn't this my sister? You even took a day off for today's parent-child class?"

Su Zhilan turned around and saw Wu Cuihua standing with her hands on her hips, her eyes sharp.

she asked in surprise.

"Haven't you been fired?"

"Such an important parent-child class, there must be someone to help manage it, right?"

“Everyone knows that experienced teachers like us are the key.”

Wu Cuihua said proudly.

Su Zhilan felt a complex emotion in her heart, but she knew.

The most important thing today is to let my daughter have a happy time.

"Where's the headmaster? Where is she?"

Su Zhilan asked anxiously.

"The principal is not feeling well, so we have invited Teacher Wu to take over the position of principal temporarily."

A passing teacher explained.

Hearing this, Su Zhilan felt as if the world suddenly stopped.

The discord between her and Wu Cuihua has long been no secret.

Now that Wu Cuihua has taken over the kindergarten, it is undoubtedly bad news for her daughter.

Su Zhilan held her daughter's hand tightly, and her legs trembled involuntarily.

At the same time, in another corner, Xiao Dongqing was busy directing the unloading.

The small truck was loaded with 15 tons of soybeans collected from Tagan Village and ready to be sent to the warehouse.

"Everyone, work harder! Today is the first day of the soft opening, and there must be no problems!"

Xiao Dongqing shouted loudly.

Shen Zhong agreed, but before he could finish his words, he was kicked by Xiao Dongqing.

"Don't just stand there, come and help!"

Despite feeling aggrieved, Shen Zhong still joined the unloading team.

At this time, Liang Zheng ran over excitedly and patted a bag of soybeans.

"Dongqing, you're amazing! You got so many soybeans so quickly!"

"It was collected from Tagang Village."

Xiao Dongqing answered simply.

When Liang Zheng heard this, his face suddenly changed.

"Dongqing, how can you go to Tagang Village to harvest soybeans?"

He hurriedly opened a bag of soybeans, checked it carefully, and said with a worried look on his face.

"These soybeans are not of good quality. You see, most of them are irregular in shape."

"It means the growing environment is not good, either lack of water or insufficient light, and the taste of the tofu produced will be much worse."

Xiao Dongqing frowned, not quite understanding why the quality of soybeans would have such a big impact.

Liang Zhengze patiently explained the importance of high-quality soybeans in making high-quality tofu.

A few plump soybeans were shown for comparison.

After listening to this, Xiao Dongqing became thoughtful and began to reconsider the selection criteria for soybeans.

After all, doing business is about finding the best balance between cost and quality.

Although the difference between ordinary soybeans and fine soybeans after processing is minimal.

But in the pursuit of excellence, every detail can be the key to success or failure.

Xiao Dongqing lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and asked Liang Zheng.

"How much money did you make?"

Liang Zheng seemed a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

"At least enough to make a living."

He finally squeezed out these words.

"These days, everyone's life is good, and they don't have to worry about food and clothing."

"You say 'enough to make a living' is nothing to be proud of."

Xiao Dongqing exhaled a circle of smoke and looked directly at Liang Zheng.

Liang Zheng felt embarrassed and his face was full of anxiety.

"You and the headmaster are married but don't have any children, right?"

"When I have children in the future, I will need education, living expenses, and medical expenses..."

"These add up to a considerable amount."

"Have you thought about how to deal with it?"

Xiao Dongqing continued.

Liang Zheng's face turned pale, he looked at Xiao Dongqing and whispered.

"Holly, we can't abandon our conscience for money."

"What do you mean by having no conscience?"

Xiao Dongqing asked with a frown.

"We are doing a legitimate business and are not harming anyone."

“Using inferior materials is unscrupulous!”

"But I've been making stinky tofu for so long, and my regular customers are very picky about the taste."

"If I use soybeans instead, they will definitely be able to taste it. What will I do then?"

Liang Zheng said worriedly.

"Monopoly market."

Xiao Dongqing answered briefly.

Liang Zheng looked confused and didn't understand what this meant.

"It means buying up all the stinky tofu in town, hiding it, and only selling Liang Zheng brand stinky tofu."

"This way, people who want to eat can only buy ours, otherwise they have to walk a long way to other towns to buy it."

Xiao Dongqing explained.

"Brother Xiao, this isn't a good idea."

Liang Zheng felt that this was not right.

Xiao Dongqing glanced at him with disdain, turned and walked towards the warehouse.

"Shen Zhong, tell everyone to move a bag of soybeans to their respective soymilk machines."

"I'll let Mr. Liang teach you how to operate it later."

Xiao Dongqing ordered.

"Ah? Moving back again?"

Shen Zhong complained that he used to be a lazy person.

He never does heavy work. He just moved the soybeans into the warehouse and was about to take a break and have a cigarette.

"Do as I say, no nonsense!"

Xiao Dongqing said sternly.

Shen Zhong was so scared that he took action immediately, carrying a bag of soybeans and walking towards the soy milk machine.

A few minutes later, the workers all took action according to the instructions.

"Untie the soybean bag first."

Liang Zheng began to give instructions.

"Pour the soybeans into the wooden barrel and add water. Make sure the water covers the soybeans. This is the first step in soaking the beans."

He continued explaining.

Xiao Dongqing supervised from the side to ensure that everyone worked diligently.

“Soaking beans is like planning for the future; today’s work prepares you for tomorrow.”

"Process the soybeans that were soaked yesterday, drain them, and put them into the soy milk maker while adding water."

Liang Zheng taught patiently.

As the power was turned on, the sound of machines starting up echoed throughout the workshop, and a new working day began.

The hum of the soy milk machine filled the entire workshop.

Twenty machines are arranged neatly, as if playing a mechanical symphony.

Soybeans fall quickly into the heart of every soymilk machine like golden raindrops.

It is instantly broken down into fine soy milk and rough tofu dregs.

Both gushed out from different outlets under the machine at such a speed that it was hard to keep up.

Liang Zheng stood there, stunned for a moment.

When he used to grind soybeans by hand, he would be busy from dusk to dawn to grind 20 kilograms of soybeans.

Now, even a hundred kilograms of soybeans can be prepared in less than half an hour.

Efficiency has increased by more than ten times, or even more.

At this rate, processing five or six tons of soybeans every day becomes easy.

"Don't just stand there! Come on, get the bucket!"

Liang Zheng came back to his senses and gave orders excitedly.

Xiao Dongqing nodded with satisfaction, then turned and left the workshop.

According to the list he got yesterday, he found those people one by one and quickly signed the contract.

Now, with the support of these mechanized equipment, capital flow is no longer a problem.

After paying for the purchase cost of soybeans, he still had some extra funds to use.

Xiao Dongqing decided to go to the seafood market to buy some lobsters and eels.

Prepare to improve Su Zhilan's meals in the evening.