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Sun Linmu and his wife were already a little moved. After hearing what Lao Zhou said, the couple discussed it again and decided to buy this store. Anyway, they are both young, and they are really going to lose money. They will make money slowly in the future. That's it.

Prices are high in the provincial capital, and there are many rich people. If their baked sweet potatoes can be popular, and the price is a little higher, there must be people eating them. The profit will definitely be much higher than they go to the market like they are now. If they manage it properly, within three to five years, the two of them will be able to have a small fortune.

The two of them don't have enough money of their own now. Considering the decoration and other expenses after buying the store, they need to borrow 20 from Lao Zhou.

Houwazi only has 10,000+, and Boss Xiao raised tens of thousands more for him. He knows that Luo Meng is going to set up the milk powder factory recently, and Xiao Shulin and Xiao Shulin have no spare money. There are so many people in Niuwang Village every day. The various expenses for drinking should not be too tight on hand, otherwise the turnover will not be enough.

After Sun Linmu contacted the provincial capital to confirm that the store has not been sold yet, and expressed his willingness to buy, and agreed on the time and place of the transaction, he signed a loan contract with Boss Xiao. As an adult, the process of signing the contract is naturally nothing to him.

After a while when they went back, Sun Linmu and his wife went with them to get the money. Houwazi saw that the red bills in his cabinet were all put in a pocket by Lao Zhou and the others, and handed them to Sun Linmu and the others. What's going on, but he still didn't do anything, just Baba watched from the sidelines.

"Don't be sad, take these tickets to them, and they will give you more tickets in the future." Old Zhou Kaijie said to his son.

"Does a big ticket give birth to a small ticket?" This is not difficult to understand, their big buffalo is also going to give birth to a small buffalo.

"That's right." Lao Zhou nodded.

"Oh." Houwazi pursed his lips and nodded obediently, but he was still a bit reluctant to part with the banknotes, so after a while, he couldn't help asking again: "Is it okay to give birth at home?"

"..." Old Zhou suppressed a smile and looked at Xiao Shulin.

"I can't give birth at home." Xiao Shulin patted the back of his son's head and grinned.

Houwazi seemed a little dissatisfied with this answer. He seemed a little depressed that night, always entangled in the problem of why their family's big ones couldn't give birth to small ones at home.

In fact, not only Houwazi, but also Lao Zhou is worrying about the ticket issue. Although their milk powder factory has two investments from Ma Congrong and Duan Jiashu, it is definitely not enough. Their two sums of money And 15.00% of the shares are now fixed, and how much investment will be needed in the later stage will have to come from him, the major shareholder.

Ma Congrong and Duan Jiashu trusted him, so they each paid such a large sum of money at once. They didn't discuss the details too much. They said that it was 15.00% of the shares, and they didn't bargain much for the 15.00% shares. Regarding the milk powder factory There are no detailed requirements on the scale of the factory, but Lao Zhou can't just use their money, and he doesn't pay a dime. It's too small to make the milk powder factory too cheating.

Besides, this time the milk powder factory, Lao Zhou really wanted to make it look good, and Wei Zhuoyang didn’t let him save too much money, so he spent what he needed. They made a rough calculation. The sum of money can probably be used to build a factory and purchase major equipment. Apart from these two things, it takes a lot of money to make a factory operate. very scary.

In order to keep his wallet from running out of money in a few months, Lao Zhou has become more and more stingy recently, wandering around Niuwangzhuang all day long, calculating when the crops in the field will be harvested, and when they will be given to him. How much money did he get back in exchange.

Although the prices of these things on Niuwangzhuang are not bad, in fact, the real money earned is not as much as some people in the city think. Anyone who has planted crops knows that once a crop is planted, it will be sown from the ground. When it comes to the harvest, it has to be carefully waited for for several months. There is no output in these months, that is, the prices of the old Zhou's things are quite good. Otherwise, with their labor-intensive business model, It's no wonder that they can make money. Just providing three meals a day to these long-term workers can make them poor.

Of course, we can’t blame Lao Zhou for their poor management. This is also due to the general environment. The price of agricultural products is so high. If it is in a plain area where agricultural machinery can be used, it is more cost-effective to hire a few people to help. The efficiency is high. If it is placed in a mountainous area, it will be fine to plant fruit trees on the top of the hill to raise chickens and ducks. Has anyone ever seen someone bring back so many people to plant vegetables and rice on the terraced fields on the hillside?Then you have to die.

Every time someone said that he made a lot of money, Lao Zhou had to talk about these reasons with people. It was really not easy for him. If it wasn't for his luck that he got a glimpse of the spiritual spring, how would he dare to play like this?

I bought a piece of land earlier, and then I bought a batch of female buffaloes. Lao Zhou doesn't have enough funds on hand now, so in the next few months, it is still necessary to increase income and reduce expenditure, so as to save time. The factory was built, and the equipment was bought back. It was because of lack of money that it couldn't start production. Wouldn't it be laughed out of the mouth?

In fact, in the Tongcheng area, many people have heard that Lao Zhou is going to build a milk powder factory in Buffalo Town, especially after Lao Zhou said that it was true. Tongcheng forum has always been the topic of most concern.

"You said, is our old Zhou going to rush out of Asia and go to the world this time?"

"That's necessary, we Tongcheng people will have a long face by then."

"It's too easy for you to think. Is the milk powder industry so easy to blend in now? I think Lao Zhou has developed too smoothly in the past few years, and he is a bit carried away."

"Forget your sister! A real man is one who dares to think and act!"

"Anyway, I'm definitely going to support Lao Zhou's entry into the dairy industry. From now on, our family will eat their milk powder."

"Hey, that's a good idea, but you have to buy it when the time comes."

"By the way, can the employees of their milk powder factory buy it first?"

"I heard that there will be relevant policies, but now they have no shortage of civilian logistics and so on. Those guys are really fast. As soon as the news spread, Liu Liu went to Buffalo Town to recommend himself. Hey, to make milk powder We don’t understand their professional skills, so we can’t be technicians, so my wife plans to work as a general worker for them.”

"Then you two are going to live separately in the future?"

"She asked me to resign as well. When she works in the milk powder factory, I will go to Lao Zhou to get a few cows to raise. I will graze the cows and take care of the children every day. Brother, I am a little bit excited now."

"Take it easy, it's hard to be a full-time baby daddy!"

"Brother, you need to be cautious when resigning!"

"By the way, a buddy posted a post saying that he would go to Buffalo Town to raise cattle. I wonder if it's done now?"

Recently, there are quite a few people in the city who came to Lao Zhou and said that they want to raise cattle. For a few acquaintances who used to come to Niuwangzhuang to work, Lao Zhou also signed a contract with them, and there are a few people with a little face, who didn’t do it before. How come, Lao Zhou didn't agree for the time being.

It is said that the city people who used to work in Niuwangzhuang, in addition to office workers and self-employed bosses, there are also many freelancers mainly engaged in artistic creation work, and there are also a considerable number of retirees.For the vast majority of urbanites, it is good to go to Niuwangzhuang occasionally to work for a few days, but it is a bit too hard to work like this every day, but if they just herd cows and milk them every day, they can still bear it.

Buffalo Town is developing quite well now. It not only develops the economy, but also facilitates life without losing its own cleanliness and leisure. Especially now that a reservoir has been built, the water level in the small stream in the town is higher than before. The water surface has also expanded a lot, and there are quite a lot of people fishing and walking on both sides of the creek every day. The Buffalo Town, which seemed a bit dry before, now has its own scenery.

Because of the high altitude and the surrounding mountains, Buffalo Town has always had good air quality. With such development, this town has become more livable. Many people who have been to Buffalo Town have asked The idea of ​​settling here, especially some middle-aged and elderly people who have retired.

So this time, when I knew that Lao Zhou was going to set up a milk powder factory and expand the scale of cattle breeding, so many people in the city would be tempted. Raising a few buffaloes in Buffalo Town will not only bring a certain amount of income, but also give people who have nothing to do all day long. People with things to do find things to do and find it easier to integrate into the lives of the locals.

As soon as these people came, Lao Zhou’s unrented vacant houses at the blacksmith’s shop were soon settled, and these new tenants built a row of cows on a piece of open space next to the courtyard house. shed.

Because they were worried that thieves would steal the buffalo when they slept at night, they did not dare to build the cowshed too far from the yard, but the original residents of the blacksmith shop had no objections, as long as it was properly maintained, the cowshed was actually not a problem. It stinks, and some people in the town even repaired cowsheds in their own yards, and besides, he, who raises pigeons and farms, is not clean and tidy in the first place.

On Niuwangzhuang, the newly grown male and female buffaloes were led out one by one, and the rice was loaded into the warehouse of Niuwangzhuang in bags. Soon, there was too much rice in the village to eat.

At this moment, the roses on the mountain have passed their flowering period, and the flower-picking activities are over. Luo Hongfeng can help consume some of the daily meals, that is, Shangshui Village and Siheyuan, but her amount is too small. Compared with the current rice reserves in Niuwangzhuang, it is a drop in the bucket.

"Boss, there is so much rice in our village, when will we eat it? Don't give it to worms." Fatty Hou is in charge of the food in Niuwang Village, cooking with rice with worms, he can say anything He couldn’t agree. First of all, he himself didn’t want to eat this kind of rice, so he suggested to Lao Zhou: “Don’t your parents often go to the nursing home? Why don’t they bring some rice to the old people there.”

"Why don't you resell it?" Four-eyed Boy listened from the side, and felt that Fatty Hou's idea was unreliable.

"Fatty, you'd better cook your meal, and see that even a little boy is smarter than you." At this time, Bian Dajun, who just came back to rest, was squatting on the porch, nibbling watermelon, and wiped the watermelon juice from his mouth. Fatty Hou said with a grin.

At the beginning, Fatty Hou was coaxed by Lao Zhou with a little profit, and he sold the cornmeal steamed bun technology at a low price. These people in their courtyard have heard of this. Let’s see how many cornmeal steamed buns are made every day in Niuwangzhuang , on this scale, how much money do you have to make for Lao Zhou every day?

"Our fat man is kind, unlike you, he knows how to get money all day long." After criticizing Bian Dajun and others without shame, Lao Zhou said to Hou Fatty: "Fatty, if you have time these days, think about it more." Think about pumpkin steamed buns and sweet potato steamed buns, and if they are done well, I will give you both a big gift when the day comes when you and Xiao Liu will have a drink."

"Hey, it's still early." As soon as he said this, Fatty Hou immediately laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes.

"By the way, fat man, do you think this japonica rice can be made into fermented glutinous rice?" Lao Zhou didn't plan to resell the rice in the warehouse, and he didn't plan to take the money outside to scatter. If you give something to someone, you have to give it a good thing. What's the matter with the rice that can't be eaten up, and some people will spread the word to the outside at that time, and they will really think that the rice on their Niuwangzhuang is worthless.

"It can be made, but the glutinous rice is sweeter and more glutinous, and it tastes delicious after making it." Fatty Hou replied without thinking.

"Then can you make the japonica rice sweeter and stickier?" Lao Zhou asked.

"Hey, japonica rice is definitely different from glutinous rice, but if you do it well, it shouldn't be unpalatable. Lao Zhou, are you going to use these rice to make fermented glutinous rice?" Fatty Hou hasn't eaten fermented glutinous glutinous rice for a long time. Think a little bit.

Everything in this Niuwangzhuang is good, but the food is a bit simple, you have to cook everything you want to eat, and the snacks in the town are limited. When he was in the old restaurant of the Chen family, he could not only get some food cooked by his master and his brothers. The delicious dishes come out, and there are many tricks for eating outside.

"Is Xiaoliu busy? If she's not busy, you can ask her to bring some people to make fermented glutinous rice in the yard tomorrow. Fatty, you can teach them then."

Some time ago, those high school graduates who went to work in Niuwangzhuang, the boys were sent to Shangshui Village to open up wasteland, and the girls helped Liu Ruhua. Lao Zhou thought that the task of pickling vegetables these days didn’t seem to be very heavy, so he allocated some people. It's definitely okay to come over.

"Okay." Fatty Hou was very happy to be able to work with Liu Ruhua.

Besides, there is no secret recipe for making glutinous glutinous rice, that is, in the process of soaking rice, steaming rice and mixing koji for fermentation, someone needs to have a palm to see how soft the rice should be, how much rice should be steamed, how much koji and how much water, in the current weather. Under what environmental conditions to ferment statically, these are all particular.

I heard that fermented glutinous rice is made here in the courtyard. Early the next morning, Cao Fenglian and many women in the village followed Liu Chunlan and Old Man Luo to watch the fun. They didn't have the habit of eating fermented glutinous rice locally, but people nowadays are not very accepting of outside things. It's very high, like the clear soup of their old shop in the town, business is doing well now.

On the one hand, these people think it is new, on the other hand, they also have the intention to learn. As long as it does not involve unique secret recipes, Hou Fatty is very generous. He wears a white apron, points out the country in the yard, and directs everyone to soak rice. steamed rice.

Soaking rice in a large bucket, scooping rice in a large spoon, and steaming rice in a large pot, the yard was full of excitement. After a while, a strong smell of rice wafted out. Lao Zhou grabbed a ball of rice that was cooling down, and looked for it from the kitchen cabinet. A pot of leftover fried pickles from yesterday came out, and I wrapped Xiao Shulin in a rice ball and wrapped myself in one.

I don’t know if it’s because of the crowds, but everything tastes delicious. Pickles wrapped in rice are extremely sweet and delicious. Many people also imitate them. After a while, the pot of pickles bottomed out, and Luo Hongfeng A few jars of pickled vegetables were brought out. While working, everyone happily ate white rice wrapped in pickled vegetables. The courtyard was lively all day long.

After they put the fermented glutinous rice in the method Hou Fatty said for two full days, they lifted a vat out of the storeroom and opened it. Although the vat looked big, it was not enough for so many people in the courtyard. One bowl is enough.

As soon as the vat was opened, everyone could smell a sweet aroma of wine. Although the fermented glutinous rice was made from round-grained rice, it tasted quite good because it was produced by Fatty Hou. This vat was placed in the yard for everyone to do whatever they wanted. Eat, those that have not been opened in the warehouse, Lao Zhou decided to pack most of them and sell them in supermarkets, and a small part for consumption on Niuwangzhuang.

Seeing the girls in the yard eating fermented glutinous glutinous rice in twos and threes, he naturally thought of the boys on the mountain who were planting sweet potatoes for him. Speaking of which, they had been working in Shangshui Village for a while, and Lao Zhou hadn’t gone to see them until now. It's over, so he waved his hand, took the fermented glutinous rice, brought the girls, and went to Shangshui Village to visit the class.

Today’s Shangshui Village is much more lively than before. Many mushroom sheds have been built around the village, and many workers have been recruited. In addition, the male students who just came here a while ago were trained by Zheng Bolun like soldiers. Old Zhou Before they drove into Shangshui Village, they heard their labor chants from a long distance, and they shouted proudly, very stupidly, and very energetically.

"Ah!!! Comrades! Comrades are here to visit us!" Lao Zhou and the others just stopped the car when they heard a guy yelling, and then the tanned boys on the mountain screamed Go straight down the mountain.

The girls in the two cars behind Lao Zhou and the others also laughed and opened the doors and ran up the hill. Those who ran here and there were all very beaming, looking like masters of victory.

"You're all in good spirits." Lao Zhou looked at these young men who were tanned a lot, but looked extraordinarily high-spirited, and looked at the green sweet potato seedlings and soybean seedlings on the hillside of his house. He was very satisfied. So he said to Zheng Bolun: "It seems that we have to organize such an event every year in the future."

"Yes." Zheng Bolun agreed.