Jiang Huaixu had not had much contact with people named Fan. Jiang Zhengmao had more frequent contacts with them. She also heard a lot of good things about this group of people from him, but it was not enough. Since they were going to do business together in the future, she had to be right. This group of people knows better.

So she set a time limit for the inspection in her mind. As long as nothing happened during the inspection period, this cooperation would last for a long time.

The addition of people surnamed Fan put considerable pressure on the villagers.

When it was time for dinner, as soon as Jiang Huaixu walked into the door of the tofu shop, he saw many people gathered together to talk.

"Girl Xu is here!"

As soon as they saw her, many people gathered around her.

"Girl Xu, why do they surnamed Fan come to steal our business? If they can sell it in nearby towns, we can do it too!"

"That's right! We still have bullock carts! They can only walk on their legs. Don't we make more money than them?"

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Jiang Huaixu: "······"

There were some elderly people inside, so she could only break it into pieces and explain to them, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, just listen to me. There are more than two hundred of us, not including children, who grind tofu." , Do you need someone to make tofu? If you go to town to sell it, the tofu you grind every day is not enough, and you have to add millstones. Do you need to add more people?

There are also those who grind spices. You can't just do it by the ladies and sisters-in-law. Their arms are swollen, even if they have swollen arms. But the demand for spices is huge, so two groups have to come in turns, those who buy, those who cook, those who do carpentry, and those who open. As for the wasteland, now that every family’s land has come down, do every family still have to take care of their own land?

There is so much work to do, and it is impossible to draw people out. We not only have to do business, but also live a good life. In the winter, we work at home and let others sell outside. What's wrong? "

He said this carefully and understood it as soon as he heard it. An old man nodded and said: "Girl Xu, what you said makes sense. We are here to live. The tofu business is just to live a better life. We are not idle now." , the old man named Fan seems to be of good character, it wouldn’t do us any harm to help them.”

This old man's surname was also Jiang, and he was also the elder of the Jiang clan when he was in Shili Village, so when he spoke, the others stopped making trouble.

Prince Zheng ordered the meal to begin, and the people gathered around Jiang Huaixu gradually dispersed.

Jiang Huaixu was not in a hurry to eat, but looked at the situation in the tofu shop. Jiang Zhengmao bought two homesteads here. The wall between them was opened, and half of the westernmost cowshed has been built.

The row of houses have also been repaired and have not collapsed even after the snowfall. In addition to the kitchen and granary, there is also a water room. It is called the water room because there is a well in this room.

This was the first time Jiang Huaixu saw someone digging a well in the house, but it was also convenient, as it saved him the trouble of having to fetch water outside.

After shopping around, she also went to serve food. After eating, she went to find Jiang Zhengmao, who had just returned from the wasteland, and told him about the Fan family.

"Oops!" Jiang Zhengmao slapped his forehead, "They told me about this before. I was thinking of holding a meeting to discuss it, but I have been so busy these days that I forgot about it!"

"Brother Fan said it, and he knew you were busy, so he came to see you again. Uncle, if you think it's not bad, let's make a decision."

Jiang Zhengmao thought for a moment and nodded: "These people are also honest people, especially Fan Da. He is literate and can calculate accounts. The people over there also believe him. I can rest assured if I leave this matter to this person."

Jiang Huaixu still believed in Jiang Zhengmao's vision of people.

It was getting dark.

The villagers in the yard still haven't left, with fires burning everywhere. There are still people making adobe in the northwest corner. The carpenters are still dumping a pile of wood with a clanking sound. The spice grinder is also talking in a low voice while pounding the spices. Even the grinder The donkeys of tofu didn't stop, and they were all very energetic after just finishing their meal.

Jiang Huaixu had also thought before that after a busy day, everyone should go back and have a good rest after dinner. Unexpectedly, no one listened, and they all said things like, 'Idle time is also idle'.

Jiang Huaixu had no choice but to leave the job to his uncle, who would watch the time and drive the person home.

"Who will keep watch tonight?" Jiang Huaixu asked nonchalantly.

Since the two houses were used as tofu shops, in order to prevent people from stealing things, even if door locks were installed on the doors of each room, two people would be kept vigil every night.

"Your brother Danian and your uncle Fugui."

Jiang Huaixu nodded. Maybe because Fu Tuan was not around, she was a little worried that someone would covet the Tofu Factory's items.

Just thinking about it in his mind, Jiang Huaixu didn't think about what he was afraid of. On the third night, the tofu shop was robbed. Not only was the thief not caught, he didn't even see the shadow of the person.

Prince Zheng left late last night, so she locked the door. Before locking the door, she looked in each room. When she saw Jiang Zhengmao and Jiang Huaixu coming, she immediately went to greet them.

"Come on, village chief, girl Xu, look, half a sack of our five-spice powder was stolen. It was just ground yesterday. There are four and a half sacks in total. Now there are only four sacks left. I locked the door last night , I really remember that now the door locks have been picked open and thrown to the ground."

Jiang Huaixu looked at the lock on the ground. It didn't look like it had been broken violently. On the other side, Jiang Zhengmao was asking Li Qiaoer and Xia Shuanghua.

The two also confirmed Wang Zheng's statement.

"We counted it when we left, and it was four and a half bags."

Jiang Huaixu asked: "Who kept watch last night?"

Jiang Zhengmao shouted: "Niu Er, big fortune!"

Two people walked forward shrunken. Jiang Huaixu saw that one was the second son of Uncle Niu's family, and the other was the mountain man they had taken in.

Niu Er said dejectedly: "Village Chief, I slept like crazy last night. I really didn't hear anything. It was only this morning that I found out that half the bag of five-spice powder had been stolen. I'm sorry, you guys!" "

He kept bending down and bowing, and everyone could see the guilt on his face. The man named Da Cai next to him couldn't help but apologize when he saw him like this.

"It's our fault. For some reason last night, when I woke up, it was already dark..."

Jiang Zhengmao was so angry that he said, "I asked you here to keep a vigil. You are all asleep and you are still keeping vigil all night long!"

After being scolded by the village chief, the two men's heads almost dropped to their chests.

Jiang Zhengmao couldn't see what they were doing, so he turned around and asked Jiang Huaixu in a low voice: "Did the group named Lin do it? They are the only ones in Jiuxi Village who won't deal with us."

Jiang Huaixu signaled his uncle to calm down with his eyes, and said to everyone: "Everyone, please get busy first. This matter will definitely not go away so easily. We have to catch the person."

As she spoke, she observed the expressions of Niu Er and Da Cai. Although they lowered their heads, because of their small stature, she could roughly see their expressions.

Niu Er looked guilty and remorseful from beginning to end. On the contrary, Da Cai frowned slightly when he heard her saying that he was going to catch someone.

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