There is a good husband in the crossing house

The village chief’s appeal was indeed not built on. It was not dark yet, and Qi Lan’s family had just had dinner when Zhang Dazhuang came to him and invited him over. He also gave away the dozen catties of salt that Qi Lan brought back come over.

When Qi Lan arrived at the village chief's house, he found that almost every household headed in Qijia Village had come. These men were sitting in the courtyard of the village chief's house with a small bench.

The village chief simply told him what Qi Lan told him at noon, folks.Especially those who have children at home who have taken back dried sweet potatoes.

Immediately, her eyes lit up, and she stared at Qi Lan fiercely. Even though Qi Lan boasted that her concentration was good enough, she felt a little uncomfortable at the moment.

In a few words, I explained the method of dried sweet potatoes in detail.Then he told them that roasted sweet potatoes are also delicious, and then he walked away quickly with the enthusiastic eyes of the villagers.

He felt that if he didn't leave, he would definitely be melted by the overly enthusiastic eyes of the villagers.

"Husband, you are back." Zhang Dazhuang took Qi Lan to the door of the house with a torch. As soon as Zhang Dazhuang returned, Su Fang opened the door and came out.

"Xiao Fang, you haven't slept yet, where are the children?" Qi Lan easily took Su Fang's hand and led them back.

"They've already fallen asleep, husband, what happened to what you said to the village chief and the others?"

Generally speaking, Fu Lang is not allowed to ask about the outside affairs of his own man, Fu Lang only needs to take care of the family affairs.But Su Fang felt that his husband was different, his husband.Even if I don't ask, I will take the initiative to tell myself some outside things, so it's okay to ask, right?

"Although I mentioned that you can go to the town to buy roasted sweet potatoes, there should be a lot of people buying them for a copper coin per catty.

But they all feel that this is troublesome, and if no one buys it, it will be a waste of time and firewood. "

The washing water has already been boiled, and Qi Lan explained while washing her face: "So everyone in the village is going to make dried sweet potatoes, but in order to avoid causing market chaos, I asked them to set a uniform price, and then sell them all at this price."

"Market disorder? What does this mean?" Su Fang followed Qi Lan's side step by step, like a curious baby.

"Think about it, the same dried sweet potato, if you sell it for ten coppers a catty, and I sell it for nine coppers here, everyone will come to buy it from me, so if you lower the price, all the customers will come to you for eight coppers." went.

If my side lowers the price again, won't it be impossible to make money if this cycle continues? "

I washed my face and feet, and I didn’t sweat much today, and I also washed after boxing in the morning, so Qi Lan was ready to rest: "If we all have a unified price of ten copper coins, then there will be no price difference for customers. You can choose, they will only choose from the quality of dried sweet potatoes.

In this way, delicious dried sweet potatoes will naturally have more customers. "

"In this way, the number of customers depends entirely on the skill of making dried sweet potatoes, which avoids the possibility of estrangement among the villagers due to competition for customers."

This matter was also considered by Qi Lan after careful consideration, and in order to make the villagers abide by such guidelines, he even [threatened] that if no one made a fuss this time, he would continue to tell him if he had an idea to make money in the future. village people.

Otherwise, even if I have other ways to make money in the future, I can only hide it.

Otherwise, if it caused discord among the villagers, it would be his fault.

The atmosphere in Qijia Village is very good, and Qi Lan doesn't want to destroy it.

Su Fang looked at her husband adoringly, "Husband, you are so smart, I couldn't think of these things."

Qi Lan held back a smile and scratched Su Fang's nose with her fingers: "That's smart, but if you wait later, you still have to treat your husband as an idol."

What Qi Lan didn't finish was that he also told the villagers that dried sweet potatoes are a very good food. In order to prevent the people from wasting food in the maximum amount, when the dried sweet potatoes in Qijia Village are almost sold out, this You can tell others how to make sweet potatoes, you can’t eat meat at home, and don’t let others drink some soup, right?

This kind of thought immediately made the villagers feel more fond of Qi Lan.

After all, there are many villagers in Qijia Village who have married off or married in. Relatives and even relatives, they all hope that their relatives can also earn more money, don't they?

As for whether this will damage their interests, it's not that no one thought of it.

But on second thought, how long has this kid Qi been in their village.Not only let them earn so much wages, but now they can also make money on their own. Maybe there will be many ideas for making money in the future. This will listen to what Kid Qi said, and maybe there will be a lot of benefits in the future.

Therefore, even those who wanted to oppose, under the reminder of others, accepted Qi Lan's proposal.

Early the next morning, Qi Lan got up before dawn as usual and did a set of punches. It felt much smoother than yesterday. After taking a bath and having breakfast, he asked the twins to review yesterday's homework, while Su Fang and himself went to the river to wash. clothing.

There are now two wells in their house, one in the front yard and one next to the kitchen in the back house.However, fetching water to wash clothes is too troublesome, Qi Lan still likes to wash clothes by the river, which is convenient.

"Husband, smell it, it smells so good, it smells like dried sweet potatoes, didn't those uncles sleep last night?"

Su Fang has the sharpest nose, especially when it comes to food. When drying sweet potatoes, there will be a sweet smell of sweet potatoes. Their house is still some distance from the village, so they can smell it. It is conceivable What is the situation in the village now?

"That's right, I told them that I was going to the town before, and everyone is still in such a hurry." Qi Lan shook her head helplessly.

"Oh, I remember, husband, you said that you can sell dried sweet potatoes to restaurants, right?"

The happiest thing about Su Fang is that her husband will always tell him some of his plans, which makes him feel particularly at ease. Such a good husband belongs to him.

"That's right, but Manager Wang's side definitely doesn't want everything.

So I asked the folks to make their own and bring them over. When the time comes, I will give them to Shopkeeper Wang, who will choose which dried sweet potatoes he needs. "

Although the method of drying sweet potatoes is simple, the simpler it is, the more technical it is, isn't it?

With so many families in the village, the dried sweet potatoes must be different.

But it would be a good thing for everyone in the village if they could really get on the line of Yueke Restaurant, at least they wouldn't have to worry about their dried sweet potatoes not being sold, right?So every family pays special attention to this matter.

Even if they have eaten dried sweet potatoes themselves, and Qi Lan also said that there must be no problem.

But for the first time that he sold the sweet potatoes [high price] that the pigs at home could not finish, the villagers were still uneasy.