After sending off a group of villagers who were buying tofu, the few villagers who went to sell tofu in the morning actually returned.
The village they went to was relatively close, so they returned faster.
When they returned, all of them looked happy. Clearly, they were selling very well.
As soon as they arrived at Zhao Dong's house, they asked for another 20 catties of tofu and 20 bowls of beancurd, saying that they still had to sell them in the afternoon.
"Brother Dong, make more in the afternoon. You don't know, but when I pushed the cart to the Sun Manor, it was all sold out before I could shout. I want 20 catties in the afternoon!"
The other villagers quickly echoed, "That's right. I went to Xiaozhuang Village, but before I could shout, the villagers in the fields smelled the fragrance of this secret sauce and surrounded me."
"When I saw that it was something new that they had never seen before, they wanted to try it. In less than half an hour, it was all sold out. I want another 20 catties in the afternoon. I also want 20 bowls of beancurd. Beancurd is the easiest to sell."
Shitou was also happy. He said exaggeratedly, "You don't say. Beancurd is really easy to sell. The first thing I sold was beancurd.
"If you ask me, the credit is all on the sauce that Sister-in-law made. When you open the jar containing the sauce, the fragrance will spread for ten miles. There's no need to shout. Someone will smell the fragrance and come over. Brother Dong, I also want twenty catties of tofu and twenty bowls of beancurd in the afternoon."
Zhao Dong chuckled when he heard this. He thought to himself that his wife had used the seasonings in her space to concoct it. In this era where even ginger was extremely expensive and pepper was priced at the price of gold, they would definitely feel that it was fragrant.
However, it was still impossible for them to ask for more. They waved their hands and said, "You all want 20 catties. That won't do. I didn't prepare so many ingredients in the afternoon. At most, I'll give each of you 15 catties of tofu. I can give each of you 20 bowls of soybeans."
It was impossible for Zhao Dong to give them so much at once, although it was good to sell more and earn more money.
However, they had just gone to sell ten catties in the morning. If they could not sell all twenty catties in the afternoon, it would affect their enthusiasm.
Another point was the hunger marketing. If he couldn't sell out an additional 20 catties, how could they engrave a deep memory?
Moreover, he had already calculated that if he continued selling like this, he would be able to earn about 800 to 900 copper coins in a day. Now that he had increased the quantity, he estimated that it would be even more.
"Alright, alright. Fifteen catties is fine too! Hahaha."
The person who spoke was called Zhang Qiang. He lived at the end of the village and his family had fled here ten years ago. He was an outsider, so his family would always be ostracized in some matters.
Zhao Dong's original body had helped him before, so he had a good relationship with Zhao Dong. Other than Shitou, he was the closest brother to Zhao Dong.
Like Shitou, he was an honest person. He was not scheming and said whatever he wanted. When he earned money, his happy expression was written all over his face.
"Brother Dong, this is really great. You don't know, but I only need to come back from the field earlier and pull the cart around for a while to earn seven copper coins. Most importantly, it's not very tiring. This is much better than working at a landlord's house."
The other villagers who had earned money agreed in their hearts.
At this moment, some villagers who came to buy tofu heard about this in the morning and had already calculated in their hearts. At that time, they were a little tempted.
However, they were a little hesitant. They were afraid that they would not be able to sell it and it would end up in their hands. They wanted to see how others sold it first. When they heard stories later, they felt that this business could indeed be done.
They immediately expressed to Zhao Dong that they also wanted to join in and sell tofu.
Zhao Dong wanted to refuse. Originally, only five people wanted to sell tofu last night.
However, early this morning, a few smarter villagers heard about this matter and found him at dawn, saying that they wanted to join in and sell tofu.
At that time, Zhao Dong had requested that it was fine if they joined, but only one person could sell in the same village.
The few of them thought about it and reported a few villages that no one went to. However, they were slightly further away.
However, since they could suggest these villages, they must be familiar with the road there. It was fine to speed up.
Now that ten people had joined, there were basically no more villages to go to.
Zhao Dong, who had just opened his mouth to refuse, thought of the ways of the world and could not say too much. Hence, he said, "It's not impossible for you to join us, but in order to avoid vicious competition and protect our partners in the same village, only one person can sell in every village. Therefore, if you have a new village to go to, it's fine."
As soon as he said this, everyone nodded. They felt that there was no problem working with Zhao Dong. After all, he would not ignore the interests of his partners for his own benefit.
Hence, the villagers wanted to join in even more. They began to talk about the names of the village one by one. If they said one, someone would go.
In the end, they realized that only the village that was very, very far away had no salesperson.
At this moment, they were all vexed and regretful. Why did they hesitate at that time and not seize the opportunity? Now, they could only watch others earn money.
At this moment, Zhao Dong thought of something and said to Shitou, Zhang Qiang, and the others, "By the way, when you go to sell tofu, help me buy some soybeans. At the current market price, the soybeans are 98 copper coins per one hundred and twenty pounds. I'll give you 100 copper coins."
When Zhang Qiang heard this, he immediately patted his chest and promised, "Brother Dong, don't worry. This is no problem. Leave it to me."
The others also agreed.
Only then did Zhao Dong thank him repeatedly.
Seeing that the villagers who did not get a chance were not very happy, Zhao Dong had an idea. He turned around and took out the tofu scraps at home, asking them if they wanted to take them home to stir-fry.
He even told them how to stir-fry it.
"My wife stir-fried this before. It's very delicious. Why don't you take some back and try it too?"
The villagers instantly beamed with joy. They thanked him and praised Zhao Dong for knowing how to do business.
After sending off the last wave of villagers, Zhao Dong rubbed his stiff face and turned to close the door.
Recently, he had made a lot of tofu and there were also a lot of tofu scraps. He had just given some away and there was still a lot left. He could not finish eating it.
Coincidentally, the pigpen at home was still empty, so he thought that he might as well feed a few pigs.
When Sun Mei returned from school and heard from Zhao Dong that he was going to make more than 150 catties of tofu and 200 bowls of soybeans in the afternoon, her face fell.
It was rare for her to throw a tantrum. She threw the bamboo basket to the ground and sat on a stool under the tree angrily.
"Even a cow won't be able to take it if it continues to make more than 300 catties of tofu! I'm not doing it anymore. Whoever wants to do it can do it."
Zhao Dong could not help but laugh. He knew that his wife was speaking out of anger and hurriedly went up to comfort her. "Don't, wife. Think about it. That's a lot of copper coins."
Sun Mei pulled a long face and did not speak.
Zhao Dong continued, "Why don't you resign from the academy? Now that our family is in the tofu business, no one will suspect you if you resign."
Sun Mei was a little hesitant. Actually, working in a private school did not earn her much money, but she quite liked cooking for the children. In her previous life, she had wanted to be a kindergarten teacher.
Although she wasn't one now.
"Alas!"
Sun Mei sighed. Everything was for copper coins, everything was for survival. "Forget it. I'll talk to Squire Wei tomorrow. Have you brought back the soy milk?"