1986: Old Stories in Northeast China

"What are you doing? Why are you taking so many things?"

Chen Tiezhu greeted him cheerfully.

"Tiezhu, I'm finally back. Your animals don't recognize me and won't let me into the yard." Old Zhao said distressedly.

"Hahahaha, just come here more often in the future. They look strange." Chen Tiezhu was very happy.

"But you should take these things back the same way you brought them. If there is something, let's talk about it. I won't make other excuses if I can do it."

"Tiezhu, I'm not asking you to do something for me. How can I get into a sedan chair and pierce my ears?" Old Zhao said, looking around and lowering his voice:

"I'm making money. Not only have I paid for the famine, but I've also made more than a hundred yuan. Do you believe it? If I hadn't counted the money myself, I wouldn't believe it."

It's no wonder he's so cautious. For him now, it's really like a dream.

"Oh? Not bad, how long has it been, and you've already started to make a profit?" Chen Tiezhu asked in surprise.

"I didn't expect that the dried tofu sold so well in the county. People in their county don't know how to make tofu, it's just too far away, otherwise I can sell hundreds of kilograms of large tofu." Old Zhao said confidently.

"By the way, you have to take this fruit box and wine and pork elbows and pig heads in. Since you can cook, I didn't buy cooked ones, you can cook them for Doudou."

After saying that, Old Zhao wanted to leave, but was pulled by Chen Tiezhu, "Don't be in a hurry to leave, I'll take the things you brought, but you have to eat this dinner at my house tonight."

"What else to eat, how can I bring you things and have dinner at your house. I have to go home and be busy, the dried tofu is selling fast now." Old Zhao said hurriedly.

"That won't work. You have to eat at my house today. We have to talk about your history of success. I love to hear about it the most. It would be great if everyone in our village could make money." Chen Tiezhu said.

Old Zhao tried but couldn't get away from Chen Tiezhu's hand, so he could only agree.

"Do people in the county really like your dried tofu?" Chen Tiezhu asked as they walked into the yard.

"Yeah." Old Zhao nodded.

"At the beginning, I went all out. As long as it was a restaurant, I would go in and give them a pound of dried tofu. If they liked it, they would order it from me. If not, they would ignore me."

"At the beginning, there was no movement. When I went from house to house, although some people ordered from me, it was only about 20 pounds a day."

"That's okay, but it's better than being idle at home. This guy started this month, and it's incredible. Those who didn't order before ordered from me, and some even approached me on the street."

"Right now, my family can't keep up with the 200 kilograms of dried tofu a day. By the way, the hot pot restaurant you introduced to me is really awesome, selling 30 kilograms of dried tofu a day."

"Dried tofu is only sold at this price, how much do you think other dishes in his family sell? I caught up with him at noon, and the boss Niu had lunch with me for your sake, but he was old and waiting at the door."

"Selling so much dried tofu a day, and selling big tofu in our village, then your family can't rest, right?" Chen Tiezhu asked curiously.

"Yeah, it's a bit tiring, but it's nothing. If you want to make money, there's no time to relax. If you want to make money without some hard work, it won't work." Old Zhao said with a smile.

"I can earn money by selling tofu, and I can also sell the remaining tofu dregs, and earn some money. It's pretty good if I put these two together. I deliver it with my son every morning, otherwise I can't do it myself."

"I'm still thinking about it. I really need to hire someone in the future. Dried tofu is easy to spoil in summer, and tofu cloth is also easy to spoil if it's washed too late. We really can't handle it at home."

"I have to thank you for this. If it weren't for your words at the beginning, I wouldn't have the courage to run the business. Now I have not only earned back the money I spent on the electric grinder, but also made so much money."

"In winter, I will make some frozen tofu and sell it in the county. Go, that thing is not afraid of shaking. I don't even need to brag, with the money from mushrooms, I will definitely work hard to become a millionaire this year."

"Okay, I have to go to your house to eat at the end of the year. I can never get the taste of the stewed fish I ate at your house last time. Although my stew is not bad, it is still a little worse than yours."

"Hehe, my family doesn't just stew it with water, I also add some unboiled soy milk. When your family stews fish again, I will save some for you."

"This thing is more fragrant when stewed than boiled soy milk. But you can't put too much, if you put too much, the bean smell will be strong. It is the same asThe fishy smell is a bit strong, and it tastes a bit off. "

Chen Tiezhu gave a thumbs up, "Okay, I learned another trick. Leave some for me tomorrow, and I will stew the whole fish for my eldest daughter."

What does this prove?

Live and learn.

He stewed fish with space spring water, and the taste was also very good, but this does not mean that his stew is better than others.

Last time he ate at Lao Zhao's house, it was so delicious that he really couldn't forget it.

Now I understand that it was the raw soy milk that was missing, no wonder.

"Tiezhu, life is really better now, I still feel like I'm dreaming." Lao Zhao continued.

"Making tofu is really tiring, but after seeing the money, it is very energetic, no matter how tired you are. My son is the same now, every day when he goes to deliver goods, he can ride very excitedly. ”

“It’s really good. Everyone’s life is looking forward to it.” Chen Tiezhu nodded.

“When your business gets bigger in the future, you can make some dried tofu or something. It’s not forbidden to put some of that stuff in it. It’s also very delicious when fried with leeks or meat.”

“Yeah, I’ll have to do it in the future. It’s just that I’m a little too busy now, and the beans are used up quickly. I have to go back and scrape the beans.”

“I don’t have that much money. I want to buy from the grain depot. If there are too few, people won’t sell. In fact, if I hadn’t saved some beans, I would make more money now.”

“Doing business is about taking your time.” Chen Tiezhu was happy.

“As long as you maintain this quality, you will have no problem selling this tofu in the future. Even if someone else wants to sell it with you, he can’t sell it as well as you. The water here is good. "

Old Zhao was also happy. That's exactly what happened.

They all make tofu, and their skills are similar. Why is the taste so different? It's all because of the water.

I took Chen Tiezhu's words to heart. I'll try to sell some of this dried tofu tomorrow when I have time. It shouldn't be bad.