Chapter 10： Make soy sauce

Chapter 10 Making Soy Sauce

Chapter 10 Making Soy Sauce

Jin Yao looked at the swaddled baby and closed her eyes. The skin on her face had not yet been fully opened. She looked like a little old woman. She moved her mouth from time to time, as if she was looking for food.

“Mom, my sister seems to want to eat.” After a few days, she has become very experienced.

“Come here.” Hu Xiuying’s breath was weak.

Jin Yao carried him out of the room and saw Jin Changzhu entering the house with a sigh.

“Brother-in-law, what’s wrong with you?” Hu Dong looked at Jin Changzhu and asked.

"I wanted to go to the town to see if there was any work for me, but they didn't even want to talk to me when they saw me. They either didn't see me or asked me to leave." Jin Changzhu looked decadent.

"What a big deal." Hu Dong curled his lips: "A group of snobby people must have seen that you have offended the coal mine boss, so they are running against you. Brother-in-law, if it doesn't work, you can do business with me."

Jin Yao’s mouth twitched.

My uncle is indeed in business, and he only does some losing business. Otherwise, he is already in his thirties, and now he doesn’t even have a wife.

"Let's talk about this later. I'll go cook first." Jin Changzhu listened to Hu Dong's words without being moved. He remembered that there was no cooking at home and entered the kitchen.

He glanced at the soy sauce bottle on the stove and saw that there was no soy sauce: "Yao Yao, go get some soy sauce and come back and ride my bicycle."

It took Jin Yao a while to come back to his senses.

Making soy sauce, what the **** is this.

Then I remembered that soy sauce in this era seemed to be beaten.

Every household takes bottles to the store to buy them.

“Okay.” But something moved in his heart, as if he had a way to make money.

After dinner, Jin Changzhu looked at Hu Xiuying and her daughter. Jin Yao pulled Hu Dong out: "Uncle, how much money do you have now?"

Hu Dong’s mouth twitched, and then his face turned red: “Not much, fifty yuan.”

“Uncle, how much soy sauce can I buy for fifty yuan?”

"Yao Yao, why are you asking this? You don't want to sell soy sauce, do you? I'm telling you, this is impossible. The profits from soy sauce are so thin that there is no money to be made. Don't even think about this idea."

“Uncle, just tell me if you can get it.” Jin Yao went directly to the topic.

“Who am I? It’s just a little soy sauce, what’s the problem? How much do you want?”

"take me."

“Girl, when did you become interested in soy sauce? Okay, okay, I’ll take you there.” Just take a look, and it doesn’t cost you money.

“Uncle is the best.” Jin Yao smiled at him.

"I am not good to you, but I am good to whom." Hu Dong was helpless. She was his sister's child, and he didn't care for her or anyone else.

“Uncle, have you really not had a girlfriend after all these years?” Jin Yao asked.

"The older you get, the less disciplined you are. Are you taking care of your uncle? Of course there are people like uncle...but my uncle doesn't like them. One by one, they wanted to marry me. I was so scared that I ran away quickly. ”

Jin Yao’s mouth twitched sharply.

Why does she not believe it so much?

After telling her family, she asked Hu Dong to take her to the county.

Time passed just in time. Not long after they passed, a shuttle bus came. The bus was already full of people, and Hu Dong and Jin Yao could only stand.

All kinds of smells from the car hit her face, including the smell of sweat, body odor, and the smell of gasoline. As soon as Jin Yao got in, she immediately felt a sense of discomfort in her stomach.

A chicken was clucking at her feet. When she lowered her head, she saw that the chicken was put in a snakeskin bag. A slit was cut in the snakeskin bag, just enough to expose the chicken's head, which was just facing the golden girl. Yao's feet would peck Jin Yao's trouser legs from time to time.

Jin Yao frowned, suppressing the discomfort, adapting to it as quickly as possible, and kept telling herself that she was Jin Yao, and even if she relived her life, she would still live a beautiful life.

In the early 1990s, township roads were still dirt roads. Cement roads and asphalt roads will be a thing of the past five or six years.

The shuttle bus was not big, but it packed more than thirty people into it. It was a bumpy and noisy ride to Feng'an County Bus Station.

As soon as we got off the car, many people riding three-wheelers gathered around us: "Where are you going? Do you want to drive?" "Boss, do you want to drive?"

Hu Dong glanced at the other party: "How much does it cost to go to Nanshan Road?"

“Boss, fifty cents per person.”

"Okay, Yaoyao, get in the car." Hu Dong accepted it and called Jin Yao to get in the car.

Although the tricycle was slow, it didn’t have the unpleasant smell of the shuttle bus, which made Jin Yao’s stomach feel better.

"What's wrong with you? Are you motion sick?" Hu Dong asked after seeing Jin Yao's unhappy expression.

“A little bit.”

“You, you said that during your three years of high school, how many times did you go back and forth home and still get motion sickness?”

“Maybe I didn’t sleep well last night.”

Hu Dong was so impatient that he didn't ask her why she didn't get some sleep. He just told her about another thing: "That lady boss is very smart. Don't say we don't want to buy it. Just say let's come and look at the goods."

“You seem to be afraid of the other person.”

"I'm not afraid." Hu Dong touched his head: "You can't just say let's go and have a look. There has to be a reason."

The soy sauce workshop is really not big, with only three workers inside and outside. There is a big dark vat in the yard, and several carts are pulling it, as if it is being taken somewhere.

"Boss, do you want to bring in soy sauce?" A female voice came out with a smile. When she saw that it was Hu Dong, the other person's face instantly dropped: "Hu Dong, do you still dare to come to my place? You asked me to borrow that hundred yuan last time. Yuan, when will you pay it back?”

The speaker was a woman wearing blue overalls. Her hair was tied up. Her eyes were big and her eyelashes were long. She trembled when she spoke. Her facial features were quite delicate. The only thing about her was that she was not white. To put it simply, she was. The darkness of life obscured her beauty.

Hu Dong chuckled: "Boss lady, look, what are you so anxious about? I came here today just to pay back the money, and I stopped by to buy some goods."

The woman’s name is Lan Xiaoli. She lost her husband three years ago and supports the soy sauce workshop by herself.

Lan Xiaoli sneered: "If you want to purchase goods, you can pay for them first, otherwise we won't discuss it."

"Hey, you are obsessed with money, aren't you? Money is what you talk about." Hu Dong wanted to run away, but found that Jin Yao was not around.

At first glance, Jin Yao went inside. Why would this girl go to someone else's house if she had nothing to do? Lan Xiaoli, a woman, is a mistress who recognizes money but not people.

Jin Yao looked at the production process of soy sauce inside. It was quite primitive and the soy sauce was absolutely authentic.

That’s right, businessmen are most responsible at this time, not speculating yet.

She asked Lan Xiaoli: "Madam boss, how do you get in the soy sauce?"

“Twenty-two yuan a barrel, and one barrel can hold about a hundred bottles.”

Jin Yao immediately made a plan in his mind.

A barrel of 100 kilograms of soy sauce costs 22 yuan. If you count 100 bottles, the purchase price is about 22 cents. Going to the store to buy a bottle of soy sauce costs about 50 cents.

In other words, selling one bottle of soy sauce is a profit of 28 cents, and a hundred bottles is a profit of 28 yuan.

Thinking of this, she immediately had an idea: "If I buy goods here for a long time, are there any discounts?"

"Yao Yao." Hu Dong pulled Jin Yao's clothes: "Yao Yao, are you crazy? There are soy sauces everywhere. If you sell soy sauce, you will lose money." Although the capital is not big, if there is no profit, , is not just losing money.

“Uncle, I have a job for you and dad to do, will you go?”

"What?"

Jin Yao said softly to Hu Dong. Hu Dong's thick eyebrows knitted together: "I won't go, it's too embarrassing. I want to go to my brother-in-law, but I won't go."

Ask him to carry soy sauce and sell it door to door, but he won't do it. It's better to kill him for doing such a job.

Jin Yao ignored him and said to Lan Xiaoli, "I want two barrels."

Lan Xiaoli glanced at her and then at Hu Dong: "Your uncle still owes me money."

The implication is that if Hu Dong does not pay back the money, it will be impossible for Jin Yao to purchase goods.

(End of this chapter)