Good Man Training System

Chapter 489: A scumbag who made a fortune from breeding (18)

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Ji Huai learned a lot about it and found that food trademarks are not something that can be applied for easily. The application will definitely not be completed within this year, and there are many procedures required.

The Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon, and since mid-March, we have been receiving orders as soon as the ducks lay eggs.

Not only did we receive a lot of calls, but neighbors also came to buy duck eggs.

"I'll buy fifty of them then, but you have to keep them for me."

"My family wants a hundred rice dumplings. This year, I want to make rice dumplings and take them back to my parents' house and bring them back to my wife's parents' house."

"Hey, Xiufen, are you making rice dumplings this year? If you are, I have to buy twenty."

Before Ji Huai could stop him, Wang Xiufen was very enthusiastic and responded immediately, "Can't you cover it every year? If you want it, I'll cover it by the way."

"I want to buy five too."

"And me, you have to keep the salted duck eggs for us."

"I want to buy ten of them. Salted duck eggs are one yuan and a half, right?"

"Isn't the Dragon Boat Festival coming soon? Everyone is rushing to get the salted duck eggs. They sold them to you for 1.5 yuan, but now the wholesale price is 1.8 to 2 yuan each. His cousin even called today and ordered 3,000 pieces." Wang Xiufen said Then he called Ji Huai, "I'm having trouble with my brain. Come and remember it. I'll forget it later."

Ji Huai sighed silently, went into the room to get a pen and paper, and wrote down the order among a group of old ladies: "Second Wife, you want ten rice dumplings? Madam, you want twenty rice dumplings, Aunt Li, what about you? Fifty salted duck eggs, okay. And Aunt Zhang..."

As soon as the people left, he looked at Wang Xiufen, "If you sell duck eggs, just sell duck eggs. What kind of rice dumplings are you selling? How many yuan can you make from one rice dumpling? Why do you accept all kinds of jobs?"

He has been delivering goods these days and is so busy that he has no time to work. He hires help for the farm work. He also hired a handyman to help Wang Xiufen make salted duck eggs.

Both of them are paid on a daily basis, one hundred yuan a day. If they only work for one morning, it will be fifty yuan.

"I make rice dumplings every year, whether I make ten or a hundred. If you don't eat them, I have to send them to Xiaoyun and ask her to send them to teachers and classmates. Isn't there someone else doing the work? I'm too busy. Just come here." Wang Xiufen put her hands on her waist and taught him angrily, "Take care of yourself!"

"..." Ji Huai said with a black line on his head, "Okay, okay, you're busy, busy."

Wang Xiufen was happy to do so.

She has been making rice dumplings since the beginning of April. There are firewood everywhere on Xiaohou Mountain. The fire on the old kitchen stove has never been extinguished. It keeps burning, cooking pot after pot.

Initially, she only took on the job of making nearly fifty rice dumplings. Later, when people in the village found out that she also made rice dumplings and sold them for only six yuan each, they came to her one after another to "place orders."

Most people nowadays are not willing to bother. Except for the older generation who can make a few rice dumplings, young people think it is obviously more effortless to buy them. Wang Xiufen is an honest person, and her skills are not limited. If there is any happy event in the village, she happily goes to help. If it is a small business, she can also cook.

She has been making salted duck eggs for decades, and the salted duck eggs are the soul of the rice dumplings.

Within a few days, she received nearly two hundred orders, all from neighbors.

Later, the news spread even wider. I heard that she was making rice dumplings, and the cousin who set up a stall at the vegetable market in the urban area also called and asked her to make two hundred rice dumplings. She wanted to sell them and give them away, three thousand. Salted duck eggs must also be reserved for her.

"Okay, okay, sure!" Wang Xiufen was full of energy again.

"Take it easy, don't get tired." Ji Huai couldn't help but warn him.

"Why are you tired? I'm very skilled." She disagreed and said specifically, "When you deliver duck eggs, ask those restaurants if they want meat rice dumplings? Anyway, they have already packed so many. You can make more money by packing more. , Grandma is saving it. When Xiaoyun comes back, can she buy a house and get married? It will cost a lot of money."

Ji Huai could only ask.

Some restaurants sell rice dumplings all the time, and some people like to eat them on a daily basis. As the Dragon Boat Festival approaches, restaurants and stalls that don’t usually sell rice dumplings will stock some.

Ji Huai delivered the last two boxes of salted duck eggs to a restaurant in the town. The boss ran out and said, "Did you just say how much does the rice dumpling you make cost?"

"Six yuan." Ji Huai finished speaking and explained, "It's not expensive. After all, the price of salted duck eggs has been rising recently, and the supply exceeds demand. When I deliver salted duck eggs to you in a few days, I will have to charge two yuan each."

"I understand." The boss thought for a while and said, "Are your rice dumplings packaged? That's right. Customers in our store generally don't eat them, but they have to be given to employees during the Dragon Boat Festival. Without packaging, they look crude and hard to handle."

Ji Huai's head was spinning quickly and he immediately said, "If you send it to employees, we will pack it, and it must be vacuum packed and have a customized box, so that the shelf life will be two or three months."

"Yes, yes." The boss nodded repeatedly.

"But for this kind of packaging, you have to add 50 cents to the cost. It's not easy to start a small business." Ji Huai looked embarrassed, and then said, "I have rice dumplings in my car. I will give you two to try."

Six yuan and a half each is not expensive, but some people wholesale it cheaper, just without adding any meat. Salted duck eggs are also the cheapest to buy. If they are made on an assembly line, the cost will not exceed one and a half yuan, but their cost is More than three pieces.

Boss: "I can trust you to do your job. The main thing is that it tastes good. Your salted duck eggs are a bit expensive, but they are easy to sell and they are delicious but not too expensive."

If you add another fifty cents, it's only six and a half yuan each. Now you can buy it in a hotel for ten yuan each, and it may not be delicious.

Ji Huai still insisted on getting him two. The boss called him that day and ordered fifteen boxes, six in each box.

Ji's family is cheerful and generous, and they work quickly. When Ji Huai goes to deliver goods, he will give one or a few to others to try, regardless of whether they order them or not.

A small vendor will give one, and a big restaurant will give two or three.

Their food is a bit pricey, but delicious.

The owners of several stores have ordered gift boxes from him to give to their employees or relatives, ranging from several boxes to more than 30 boxes. When the stores restocked the boxes, orders surged.

Wang Xiufen originally took the rice dumplings she made to sell at a stall. Later, when she saw so many orders, she anxiously patted her thighs and said to Ji Huai, "I'm too busy. I can't make them any more!"

"What are you afraid of? Just fry the rice, I'll ask a handyman to help you, and you will be the master." Ji Huai had already thought about it and had to hire someone. He doesn't have time either. Now he pays people to pick up the duck eggs.

The rice harvest season is coming soon. He has to raise the next batch of laying ducks before May to be able to drive them to the fields and save a month of feed. By August, the first batch of laying ducks will be eliminated. Batch the duck to lay eggs.

"How much does it cost to hire someone?" Wang Xiufen felt sorry for money and wished she could finish the work herself.

Ji Huai: "Now there are more than 2,000 orders. I will still take orders in the future. At least I will make 20,000 to 30,000 yuan this month. How much can I spend on hiring people? But now I can't lay enough eggs with these ducks." Use it, I have to buy some."

Other farmers do not have such a large sales volume as they do, and they have no sales. Some only sell fresh duck eggs, so they can still buy them, but the purchase price will be 30 to 50 cents more than usual, but there is still money to be made.

When Wang Xiufen heard that she could earn tens of thousands, she felt full of strength.

Since early April, Ji's yard has become more lively. In fact, they don't employ many people. Three or four people are enough. The old aunt in the village who gets along well with Wang Xiufen has nothing to do. Ji Huai gives them 100 yuan a day. , and food is included, as well as various teas and desserts. Wang Xiufen will come again, they come very frequently, and they are all experts at making rice dumplings.

Ji Huai purchased a large amount of fresh duck eggs and then made them into salted duck eggs or kept the salted duck eggs to make rice dumplings. He used his family's reputation to sell them, thus reducing costs and increasing profits.

After Wen Yun returned to school, she would go to the library to help out from Monday to Friday evenings and occasionally work on weekends.

Her CET-4 results came out, she scored very high in the test, and she also had tutoring experience. She was hired by an organization near the school to tutor primary school students in English.

Tutoring three children at a time, there are three classes on Saturdays and Sundays, and each class costs 80 yuan.

She is now fully able to support herself, and her life is busy and fulfilling.

She had a lot of classes this weekend, and she even went to substitute. She had two classes this morning, two classes in the afternoon, and one class at six o'clock in the evening before she came back. Her throat felt a little uncomfortable.

When he entered the school, he called Ji Huai.

Before they chatted for a few minutes, the phone kept hanging up. When they got downstairs from the dormitory, he called again, but hung up again before she could reach the dormitory.

Wen Yun lowered her eyebrows and was too lazy to call back. Seeing that there was no one in the dormitory, she pulled out her headphones, put her phone directly on the table, and prepared to take a shower.

Just as he took out his pajamas, Ji Huai's video call came back.

Wen Yun picked up the phone and pressed connect directly.

Ji Huai's clear voice came from the other end, "Daughter-in-law, a call just came in, so I hung up."

"You've already answered three calls and I don't want to talk to you anymore!!" As soon as she spoke, she kept being interrupted.

"Ji Liang's uncle came back yesterday to eat the rice dumplings made by his grandma. He opened a company in the city and wanted to send employees there. He called me to tell me about it. He ordered 60 boxes, and each box had to hold eight. ." Ji Huai explained.

"Can grandma be busy?" Wen Yun was worried about Wang Xiufen's health.

He replied: "Why can't you be busy? Now I am very happy every day. She took me to buy ingredients early in the morning, and even bought melons, fruits, snacks and tea for her old sisters. She seems to be several years younger."

Wen Yun laughed out loud, "You're talking nonsense."

"What did I lie to you about?" Ji Huai stood in the room upstairs, switched the rear camera, and showed her Wang Xiufen who was busy working downstairs, "Did you see it? You work so smoothly, your waist is not sore, and your legs are not sore. Numb."

"Yeah." She responded with the corners of her mouth raised.

"What were you going to say just now? You haven't finished yet." He brought the topic back.

Wen Yun hung her pajamas aside, sat on the table, put her phone away, and looked at him on the table, saying in a lazy tone, "I'm so tired. I've had five classes today."

"Five classes? Isn't that four hundred yuan?" Ji Huai raised his eyebrows.

"You have changed." Wen Yun frowned and accused him aggrievedly, "My throat is almost mute, and I have nothing to eat for dinner and have to go to class. I am exhausted. Your focus is wrong!"

Although these are nothing to her, four hundred dollars is really a lot, but she becomes more and more dependent on him. She likes to talk to him about every little thing, and she especially likes to act coquettishly.

Li Ru was in the bathroom at this time and heard the conversation between the two.

She didn't expect Wen Yun's part-time salary to be so high. On the other hand, she scorned Ji Huai's behavior.

She thought that this boyfriend was so good to her that he would treat her as a cash cow and his work would not be promoted.

"What should I do if I feel weak? Make up for it?" Ji Huai's smiling voice came from over there again.

"How to fix it? It's all wilted." Wen Yun continued to lie down, tilting her head to look at him, with a hint of coquettishness in her tone.

"Let me think about it." Ji Huai pretended to be thoughtful.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

"Wait a moment." Wen Yun stood up and said to him, "I'll open the door first."

She opened the door and saw a female student standing at the door, holding a small cake and a cup of warm pearl milk tea in her hand, "Is Wen Yun here?"

"I am."

"Your cake."

"mine?"

"Yes, someone else ordered it for you and paid for it."

Wen Yun said thank you in a daze, then came back with the cake in her hand with a confused look on her face.

"Quick, make up for it." Ji Huai said on the other end.

"Did you buy it for me?" She blinked and asked in surprise, "How did you buy it?"

"You want to know? I won't tell you."

"Tell me quickly." Wen Yun inserted the milk tea straw, surprised and curious, "Where did you go to get the phone number? In the group again?"

Ji Huai didn't show off, "Didn't I go to your school? I thought his cakes were very nice and a lot of students bought them, so they should taste good, so I took a photo of my contact information."

She unwrapped the cake and made a beautiful princess with cream on the small cake. She picked up a small piece and put it in her mouth. The cream was sweet but not greasy and melted in her mouth. "It smells so good."

"Is it delicious?" Ji Huai looked at her with a satisfied look on the other side, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

Wen Yun took another bite, looked at it with crooked eyes, and said deliberately: "Do you want to eat it? I'll give you a piece."

He shook his head, "I won't eat it, I'll leave it to you, baby."

She snorted arrogantly, "You've been too busy recently to reply to my messages in time. Your videos are often interrupted and I don't give you anything to eat."

"I'm busy, delivering rice dumplings and duck eggs. After a while of work, I have to go to the fields to catch the ducks again." Ji Huai sighed.

Wen Yun was not angry, she just felt sorry that he was so busy. While the two were chatting, her phone suddenly vibrated with Alipay payment information.

"Hey, why did someone transfer money to me?" She looked confused, opened it and saw that it was him, then came back, "Did you transfer it to the wrong person? Why did you transfer three thousand yuan to me?"

"Grandma gave it to you. I was afraid that you wouldn't have money to spend it, so I asked you to keep it." After Ji Huai finished speaking, he added, "I delivered more than 80 boxes of rice dumplings today. I helped her get the balance back. She gave it to you."

"I don't want it." Wen Yun refused. She held the fork of the cake in her mouth and muttered, "I don't want to spend what grandma earned so hard. I want to spend it on my own earnings. Now I can also make money and save some." . ”

She now earns over a thousand yuan a month from her part-time job, sometimes more than a thousand yuan. Including the 200 yuan from the school, she has close to 2,000 yuan a month, which she cannot spend at all.

Ji Huai: "You call her and tell her that I am only responsible for giving it to you, or waiting for you to return it to her."

She didn't listen and turned it back to him. The other party quickly turned it back and said, "If you do this again, I will tell her. She has been talking about it for several days, saying that I will call you if I make money. It's my heart." How sad would it be if you didn’t get it?”

Wen Yun looked at the time and saw that Wang Xiufen was about to go to bed, so she didn't dare to disturb her and thought of calling her tomorrow.

She continued to eat cake, and Ji Huai chatted with her. The relationship between the couple was naturally sweet. He would occasionally talk about work matters, and his methods of winning her heart were also top-notch.

No, he started to sigh again: "I'm tired. I feed ducks and collect duck eggs every day, and I have to buy duck eggs. I'm busy before dawn, and I have to catch fish. I have to catch all the fish in the two fish ponds this month."

"A spirited young man is almost turning into an uncle."

"I'm going to catch ducks at the end of the month. Grandma has already bought me a shirt. This time it's an upgrade. It costs 20 yuan a piece."

Wen Yun looked at him like this with a smile on her face.

Ji Huai said worriedly again: "I don't know how many salted duck eggs and rice dumplings I have to sell to save enough money to marry you."

"I can't afford to marry." She joked.

"What should we do? Is it illegal to lie to others?" he asked seriously.

There was tenderness in Wen Yun's eyes, and the two of them lingered for a while. When she hung up the phone, she took her pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower. She found that the door was locked and knocked lightly.

"There is someone!" Li Ru sounded impatient.

"I'm sorry." She was startled, a little embarrassed, and sat back quickly.

In fact, Wen Yun also forgot what she had just said to Ji Huai, thinking that her voice was very quiet, so she didn't pay much attention after calming down for a while.

As the Dragon Boat Festival is approaching, the school issued a notice that it would have three consecutive days off this week and gave each student a coupon to get a rice dumpling in the cafeteria.

Feng Shuli collected the coupons and went to the canteen to get them back together.

The rice dumplings given out by the school were long and small. Shi Jing opened her rice dumpling first and took a few bites, "There is no meat in it. Why is it all glutinous rice? Isn't it too stupid?"

"You still want to eat meat? There are so many people in the school, do you want the school to go bankrupt?" Feng Shuli glanced at her and said the truth.

"It doesn't taste good at first glance. It's better not to give them out." Li Ru threw the rice dumplings on her table into the trash can.

"Give it to me if you don't want to eat it. It's delicious even if dipped in sugar!!!" Feng Shuli shouted, watching the rice dumplings go into the trash can with a look of disappointment on her face, "What a waste of food."

"Didn't you tell me earlier? Should I pick it up?" Li Ru disagreed and pretended to pick it up.

"Forget it." Feng Shuli shook her head. She didn't want anything she had thrown into the trash can.

"It's too unpalatable." Shi Jing put the rice dumplings aside and saw Wen Yun opening the door from outside and coming in with several express packages and a box in her hand, "What else did your boyfriend send you?"

The other party receives express delivery every now and then, and it's all from her boyfriend.

"Let me take a look." Wen Yun put the box down.

The box was still a bit heavy. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and stood up to open it with a knife.

Shi Jing also leaned over to take a look, and said "Wow", "Zongzi!!!"

There are rice dumplings inside, vacuum packed. Each one is very big. At first glance, they look like delicious meat rice dumplings!

Wen Yun was also slightly stunned. Wang Xiufen said she would send her rice dumplings, but she didn't expect so many.

She took two for each person. Seeing that there were many more, she took six more and went out to give them to the three aunts in the dormitory. She would go to the library later and give some to the teachers and counselors there.

When she came back, Shi Jing and Feng Shuli had already eaten. Feng Shuli also said, "Oh my God, there are salted egg yolks, meat and shrimps. What kind of fairy rice dumplings are these?!"

"It's delicious." Shi Jing was eating and urged Li Ru to try it too.

"And there are shrimps?" Wen Yun also leaned over to take a look and put away the remaining rice dumplings. "The ones that were wrapped before did not contain shrimps. They must have added extra, but I like to eat shrimps."

"Did you wrap it before? How many did they make? That's all they sent to you." Shi Jing took a bite and asked casually.

Before Wen Yun could answer, Li Ru said for her, "Her boyfriend's family seems to make rice dumplings and sell them."

Feng Shuli: "Selling rice dumplings? Don't you raise ducks and pick up eggs?"

"Duck eggs can be made into salted duck eggs, and salted duck eggs can be made into rice dumplings." Wen Yun explained with a smile.

"How much does this cost?" Shi Jing ate the salted egg yolk inside, feeling it was quite delicious, and bit off the remaining egg yolk in one bite.

"No shrimp, it's six yuan." Wen Yun hesitated to say it. Ji Huai mentioned it to her, but she didn't ask further.

"Isn't it too cheap?" Feng Shuli sighed.

"It takes a long time to cook the rice dumplings. You can't make money at such a low price, and it's very hard." After Li Ru finished speaking, she said in an overt and covert way, "Although your boyfriend doesn't study, he is also very hard-working and can make any money. Follow me." He won’t starve to death.”

Although Shi Jing was a bit arrogant and vain, she felt that what she said was not pleasant to listen to, so she quickly changed the subject, "It's so cheap and so delicious, it should be easy to sell, right?"

"Sold for more than 6,000? I don't know. Grandma made it, and my boyfriend just helped deliver it." Wen Yun shook her head and continued to open the package.

"More than six thousand, each earns a few yuan, which is more than ten thousand or twenty thousand, a month." Feng Shuli thought it was very good, then she saw Wen Yun took out a packaging bag from the express delivery, "Your boyfriend gave it to you I bought the dress!”

Wen Yun looked at a pure blue knee-length skirt inside, and then opened the packaging bag. There was also a belt of the same color inside.

"What a lady." Shi Jing also looked over.

Wen Yun blushed, put the skirt aside, and continued to unpack the package.

One, two, three... all five are skirts.

In addition to the blue one at the beginning, the second one is a pink and white knee-length skirt, and the third day is a white waist dress with black polka dots...

What the designs have in common is simplicity, grandeur and ladylikeness.

Feng Shuli ate the rice dumplings in two bites, washed her hands and came over to look at her, "Isn't this a skirt from Dali's family? Their skirt designs are very ladylike and elegant. Your boyfriend has good taste. This style suits you very well. You are gentle and quiet. of."

Shi Jing: "It's too many. I bought five at once."

Wen Yun looked at Ji Huai's reply and looked at a few people with her clear beautiful eyes, "He said it was very cheap, 30% off for 3 items, 50% off for 5 items, and there was also a coupon, 100 off for purchases over 500, so I bought it. Five pieces, what a bargain.”

"It's so funny." Feng Shuli looked at her innocent face, pointed at the skirt and raised her voice, "Dali's skirts are rarely discounted, and members who apply for the card only get 95% off, and they are basically not sold at discounts. Don't talk about a skirt. It’s only five hundred, even in physical stores it’s six hundred, your boyfriend lied to you.”

As soon as they finished speaking, they saw Wen Yun slowly showing a pained expression. At first glance, she looked a little cute.

"Forget it, it's a bit too much." Wen Yun took the phone and sent a message to Ji Huai, asking him to return it.

Five hundred for a skirt is really expensive for her.

"I guess he might say he can't retreat." Feng Shuli answered.

"It's another day to envy other people's boyfriends." Shi Jing was admiring her skirt while gesturing on her own, "Wen Yun has a figure like this. It's best to buy clothes in the smallest size."

Seeing the message returned on the phone, Feng Shuli asked, "What did he say?"

Wen Yun said nothing.

Feng Shuli went over to take a look and saw Ji Huai reply, "No way~"

“…”

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