"How much? Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Yan Houping sat down and calculated with his notes, at least 3,000 catties a day, this year, 30X.365 days = 10,950 yuan.

"Boss Zhao, is this number correct?" Yan Houping calculated the result according to Zhao Deping's request.

"Wait a minute, I'll prepare the money!" Zhao Deping also signaled to Ke Shixiu.

"Wushuang! Sit down. Ke Shixiu settled Zhong Wushuang and Yan Houping, and went out with Zhao Deping.

"Auntie, let's go to the old place, and ...... the carpenter and the electrician. Zhao Deping settled the battle at one time and delivered the meat of Yan Songjie's third uncle and seventh uncle together.

"Sister, there are a total of 15,500 catties of pork belly fat here, let's see if there is any mistake." "Ke Shibing, who has been promoted and raised, is now the head of the cabinet! The face itself is full of oil, like a mirror, just like the skin of satin, which is reminiscent of beautiful jade, and is regretful! No, it is fat meat.

"Okay! It's all your own family, and the old rules do. Ke Shixiu was very popular, and when he explained this, he returned to the hotel like a gust of wind and handed over 10,950 yuan to Yan Houping.

"This can really be sold at a high price, earning more than 10,000 yuan a year, which is more profitable than selling tofu. ”

Director Zhao is worthy of being an old revolutionary, and his ability to make the rudder with the wind has been pure, and when he saw the old man come back, he was worth 10,000 yuan and ten yuan, which was a naked slap in the face. In the depths, we also know that the credit of using it is not, the business is Bole, where will there be Yan Houping, a thousand miles.

People are afraid of being forced, horses are afraid of riding, self-improvement can never stop, people don't force themselves, they don't know how ...... , you have worked hard ....... ”

Director Zhao's horse face smiled like a lotus, no matter whether it is a white cat or a black cat, it is a good cat to catch a mouse.

Lao Yan took back the money from selling tofu dregs, which was higher than the profit from selling tofu, and the news blew like a gust of wind, inside and outside the entire tofu product factory.

Colleagues turned ridicule into admiration, what a wonderful irony!

Yan Houping didn't think that he had done something earth-shattering, as always, he didn't change in the slightest.

After returning home, he looked for an opportunity to ask Ke Shixiu for advice on the doubts in his heart: "This lobster farming is really so profitable?

Ke Shixiu didn't know much about lobster raising techniques, but by selling vacuum-packed thirteen-spiced lobsters, he also knew the inside story about Zhao Deping.

"Don't you know, thirteen spiced lobsters are collected one pound a piece, do you know how much money Boss Zhao sells for a pound?"

"I don't know? Can you eat lobsters?" Didn't you say......" Yan Houping has never eaten lobster, this lobster crawls all over the ground, and no one has ever eaten it.

"Alas, no one eats it, can't afford it! People can sell it for 50 yuan a catty, and people can't look down on your little money," Ke Shixiu looked disdainful.

"Listen to Zhong Wushuang said, feed the lobster tofu residue and serve the material, you can raise six seasons of lobster, a season of more than 100,000 catties, and sell it for millions of yuan,"

"How can people be more popular than people? The labor of our factory is not less than his, and how to earn less than him. Yan Houping was also indignant.

"The way, the way, the most important thing, do you have a way? ”

When no one whispered in the middle of the night, Yan Songjie's mother and father whispered something, Yan Songjie didn't know.

But when I saw my father like a spring breeze, I showed my frowns, and I knew that the goal had been achieved, and this lobster game ended here.

As for the starter of tofu residue, this is not a problem, just let Brother Zhao teach Zhong Wushuang to operate according to the instructions.

What worries Yan Songjie is Zhujiang Town, this pattern is too small, either pro or table, going out is the key to breakthrough.

"I'm going to use six bicycles tomorrow~" Open the book Ning Yunshang system to buy it and pick up the goods tomorrow.

Talent is the ladder, I am the peak!

Thousands of troops are easy to find, but one will be hard to find.

Different from the glitz and hustle and bustle during the day, the silence at night made Yan Songjie fall into infinite reverie.

Zhong Wushuang is self-respecting and flat, oh! He should ask Director Yan to buy tofu residue and make food to feed lobsters.

Yan Songjie's lobster game in the middle of the game, the perfect finale, let after hearing the news.

Zhang Yongjun, who has Zhuge Liang's wise mind, was frightened and swished. Why is the lobster bureau endless, what does this Yan Songjie want?

Without a single flaw, there is no last resort! With a series of schemes, and all of them are conspiracy, is this still a human being?

This is still Yan Songjie who copied homework! Only when you really copy homework will you be productive?

Is it not that I will not write homework this year, but instead learn from Yan Songjie and copy out a future.

It's all about the New Year! This Yan Songjie won't come back to play with me.

Yan Songjie's childhood sweetheart, Han Zhimei, was also anxious in her heart, listening to the nagging of the neighbors and the four squares that their family had moved to Zhujiang Town and would not return to Qiaolin.

Do you want to go to Zhujiang Town to find Brother Yan Songjie? Go alone, or let your sister go with you.

Let my sister play with Yan Songling's sister under the pretext of playing, yes! This excuse is good, but how can I .......

It doesn't matter what excuse Han Zhimei makes, what matters is Yan Songjie's expression when he sees Han Zhimei at home.

There are tears in laughter! There are sorrows in joy! I never expected, I never thought of it! The person I like has a master, and the person who likes me chases Jiangpu.

Come here to play, you have to entertain! Entertain, lead Han Zhimei to Zhang Yongjun's house to play.