Time passed like water. My little sister had to guard the pot of wheat every day, and finally saw the wheat germ on the third day.
"Third brother, come and see if this one has been trained well!"
After seeing it, Zhang San nodded, "Okay, let's get started."
The younger sister also knew that this maltose was something that the third brother said could make a lot of money, and she was very concerned about it. She didn't dare to make any mistake in following the steps that Zhang San told her.
"It smells so good, Third Brother, do you think it's okay in this state?" The younger sister used a bamboo spatula to constantly stir the thick juice in the pot.
"It's almost done, just boil the water out over the fire." Zhang San replied.
The little girl couldn't help but picked a little bit with a bamboo stick and put it in her mouth, "Third brother, it's so sweet!"
Zhang San smiled, cut the solidified maltose into small long strips, and wrapped three pieces of candy in a piece of cloth to show to Muramasa.
"Wait for me at home. I'll go find Shimomuramasa. You can keep these candies for yourself." Zhang San said to his little sister.
"Aren't you going to keep it and sell it?" Although the younger sister likes to eat, she is also sensible enough to know that this is something that is used to sell money to pay off debts, and she cannot eat it casually.
"I've already figured out what to do with the ones I'm going to sell. Just keep these, but don't eat too much, or you'll get a toothache." Zhang San didn't wait for the younger sister to speak again, then went to Muramasa's house on crutches.
Already.
Last night, Zhang San had already figured it out. He was injured and was not suitable for walking long distances. The younger sister was a young girl, and she was not suitable for going to the county town to do business. Besides, Zhang San was not willing to part with it.
After much deliberation, it seems that only Muramasa is the most suitable to come forward. Muramasa also understands the rules of the county, and many things can be much more convenient if left to him.
Therefore, he wanted to do a business with Muramasa.
Zhang San came to Muramasa's house on crutches. Seeing that Muramasa was the only one at home, he took out the prepared maltose directly and said, "Muramasa, look, this is maltose. You can try it first."
"Has it really been made?" Muramasa saw several thin strips of candy wrapped in cloth by Zhang San. He picked them up in surprise, looked at them for a moment, and put them in his mouth.
"Eh!" As soon as he put it into his mouth, Muramasa let out a surprised sound, just because the maltose that Zhang San took was not only beautiful in color, but also very sweet. It was much more delicious than the stone honey he had seen before, and it was even more delicious.
There is a selling point.
"How?" Zhang San asked.
"Good stuff!" The village chief nodded, "I believe what you said this time."
"Does Muramasa want to partner up with this guy in this business?" Zhang San took the opportunity to extend an olive branch.
"Partnership?" Muramasa has lived to this age and is naturally calm. Although he is hot inside, he remains calm on the outside.
"Yes," Zhang San observed Muramasa's expression and said thoughtfully, "That's what I think. Muramasa, you provide the wheat and milk, and I will be responsible for the production. When the time comes, we will divide it 28%, you 2% and I 80%."
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Zhang San also knew that this request was too much, but when negotiating the price, he was very particular about asking for an exorbitant price and had to pay back the money.
Sure enough, Muramasa flatly refused after hearing this, "No, I produce everything, and you are only responsible for the production, and you have to account for 80% of the profit. This is impossible."
"But this is a good opportunity to make money," Zhang San looked at the maltose at hand, his tone still unhurried, "Muramasa, I just saw that you take good care of our brothers and sisters, so I was the first to tell you.
, you know if I tell this news, there will definitely be a lot of people vying to cooperate with me."
"You told me because my family is the only one in the village that has milk!" Muramasa puffed his beard and glared, "Since you know that I treat you well, why are you so open-minded?"
"Then it will be divided into thirty-seven at most. No less." Zhang San took a step back.
"Four six!"
"make a deal!"
Seeing Zhang San's happy expression, Muramasa immediately began to regret that he had to go low.
But the words had already gone out, and it was difficult for him to take them back. In the end, it became four to six points, Zhang Sanliu, and Muramasa four.
Zhang San knew that he lacked start-up capital and did not know much about Datang's environment. He thought that there might be many things in the future that would require Muramasa.
Now let him taste the sweetness first, so that he can start anything else in the future.
Muramasa also understood that the technology was in the hands of Zhang San. He had a choice, but he did not. The maltose alone was so good. If milk was added, it would definitely be a hit.
The two talked about some details of cooperation, and just as Muramasa's wife Zhang Sun came back from outside.
"Sanlang is here, are you feeling better?" Mrs. Zhang Sun asked casually with concern when she saw Zhang San at home.
"You came back just in time. Go and carry out the big half bag of wheat for Zhang San. I'll go milk the cows." Muramasa answered happily without waiting for Zhang San to reply.
"What? I knew this kid was up to no good when he came to the house." When Zhang Sun heard that he wanted to take so many things, he was immediately unhappy. "He is indeed a debt collector."
These words were really unpleasant, and Zhang San’s face darkened, and he sat there not even preparing to greet Zhang Sun. If it weren’t for the fact that Muramasa really took care of Zhang San’s family on weekdays, and even sent wheat eggs to visit that day, Zhang San would have
I threw up my sleeves and left early in the morning.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Just go if you are told. Where did all this nonsense come from?" Muramasa said sharply when he saw Zhang San's ugly face.
"You still have the nerve to yell at me. How many things have you given to their family? They are just a bunch of white-eyed wolves who can't get enough to eat. I..." Seeing that Zhang Sun's words were getting worse and worse, Muramasa was afraid that Zhang San would be angry and refused to find him.
He cooperated by himself, so he slapped Zhang Sun with his mouth and shouted: "What do you know, shut up."
Muramasa was angry and Zhang Sun didn't dare to say anything nonsense, but she didn't go to get the wheat. She slammed the door and went into the back room. Muramasa had no choice but to do it himself.
"Sanlang, please calm down, don't behave like a woman." Muramasa prepared the things and apologized to Zhang San one after another.
"Don't worry Muramasa, I understand. I will remember your kindness to my family."
Muramasa personally gave Zhang San the wheat to carry home before returning.
Muramasa waited anxiously for two days. When the little sister told Muramasa in the morning that the toffee was ready, the third brother asked Muramasa to go to the county town to sell goods. Muramasa was so excited that he almost jumped up and followed the little sister.
At Zhang San’s home, I saw that Zhang San had prepared about two kilograms of toffee.
"You made all of these, so many?" Muramasa said excitedly after seeing so many toffees.
"The raw materials are limited, so we can only make so much for the time being. Next, we will have to go to the county town for you, Muramasa." Zhang San said with a smile.
"Easy to say, easy to say, I'll go to the county seat right away." Muramasa can't wait to go to the county seat to sell sugar.
"Third brother, will this be successful? If you can't sell it, you will have to go work for Muramasa's family." Although the little sister had eaten the toffee and it was very delicious, she was still full of worries.
"Don't worry, we'll wait for the news." Zhang San said confidently.
Unexpectedly, Muramasa came back at noon. Before he entered Zhang San's home, he happily shouted: "Sanlang, Sanlang!"
Hearing this voice, Zhang San knew it was safe, but he still went up to it with his little sister, "How was Muramasa's sales today?"
"You haven't seen it. I rushed to the county town in the morning. At first, no one knew me, and the price was so high that no one dared to buy it. Then I listened to you and brought some out for people to try. Later, they sold like crazy.
! Many big families came to rush to buy it, and there were several shops that made reservations for us in advance and gave us a deposit!"
Although Muramasa looked like he was tired of work, he got excited when talking about toffee, and he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.
"Oh, Muramasa, thank you for your hard work." Although Zhang San was happy, he was still thinking about business, "How much did it sell for today?"
"Ah, forget about this, you see it's all here," Muramasa patted his head and handed a cloth bag to Zhang San, "There is also the deposit paid in advance, old man, I didn't take any of it.
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"Look at what you said. I still don't believe you." Zhang San took the money bag and responded with a smile.
After the three people counted it several times, they found that this time they made a total of two hundred and forty cents. Excluding the wheat, milk and deposit that Muramasa took, the estimated net profit was still eight hundred cents. Zhang San
He collected the money for Muramasa and gave him 800 cents, while he kept the same amount for himself.
Zhang Sun came over after hearing the news and saw that Muramasa had been given so much money all at once. She was so excited that her hands trembled and she kept apologizing to Zhang San. When she returned, she gave Zhang San a basket of eggs. The huge contrast between Zhang Sun and Zhang Sun
, Zhang San also smiled helplessly, this may be the so-called being arrogant in the front and respectful in the back!