Before Yang Ping'an crossed, he was also a successful person.

After graduating from university, he entered a large state-owned enterprise, and through his own efforts, he won the favor of a powerful leader and found an organization. With the support of the leader, the help of the organization and his own hard work, he was promoted to the youngest deputy director of the sales department in five years, with excellent performance.

Three years later, the head of the sales department retired, and he set his sights on the position of director with a big heart. However, because his backer failed to deal with the huge harem harmony, the mistress door incident broke out. The opponent took the opportunity to fall into the ground, and the backer was found guilty of embezzlement, [***], embezzlement of public funds, etc., and collapsed with a bang.

Yang Ping'an, who lost the organization, naturally failed to compete for the director. What's worse is that the deputy director of the sales department is a piece of fat, which has attracted the covetousness of many people. There are endless accusations and frames, and some people even frame him for being related to the backer and embezzling the sales money, if he is not interested, what awaits him will be the intervention of the judicial authorities.

In a fit of rage, he resigned, and after some investigation, he decided to start his own business, and the choice was tofu. This move puzzled many people, thinking that he had not recovered from the blow, but they did not know that this was a decision he made after careful consideration.

Tofu is a thing that the unit price is not high, which seems to be ordinary, but if you only compare it from the two aspects of cost and profit, it is definitely a huge profit. There are also various derived soy products, etc., and when done well, the income is absolutely amazing!

Hand-grinded, original tofu, eat green, eat healthy as a gimmick, after a series of sales methods, soon he has eleven stores. Each store sells not only tofu, various soy products, but also a variety of pastries, which are also a highly profitable industry.

After breaking out of his own brand, just when he was about to recruit franchisees across the country to show his strength, he crossed the ......

He chose the tofu business, in addition to not being familiar with it, another point is that, as far as he knows, the current Tang Dynasty tofu has not yet appeared. In this way, the pricing power is completely in his hands!

Could it be that God let me cross just to sell tofu? Yang Ping'an was skeptical.

Buy soybeans, soak soybeans, grind into pulp, filter, boil pulp, point fat, shape......

"Dong'er, you see, the time to witness the miracle is coming!"

In Yang Ping'an's teasing voice, Dong'er only saw that in the wooden planks around him, the white slurry slowly solidified, and finally turned into a lump like jade, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Childe, how did this become?" ”

"Hey, weird, huh?" Seeing Dong'er's small mouth open and round, Yang Ping'an, who was sweating profusely, looked proud, "Do you want to learn?" ”

Dong'er didn't answer, but handed over the hand towel: "Childe, wipe your sweat and be careful of catching a cold." ”

"Aren't you curious?" Yang Ping'an was a little disappointed, wiped away his sweat indiscriminately, and watched Dong'er regain his calm expression, a little shocked.

Dong'er's blow is not over: "Childe, this is tofu?" Can I eat it? ”

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"Childe, will anyone buy it?"

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"Childe, how much can this be sold for?"

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"Childe, won't the money from the sale be enough to buy beans?"

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"Childe ......"

"Don't say any more!" Yang Ping'an is out of temper. Originally, I wanted to use the tofu that soybeans turned into liquid and then turned into white flowers to provoke Dong'er's curiosity, and took the opportunity to get closer to the relationship and take advantage of it, but who knew that Dong'er would not cooperate after that, except for the surprised expression that began to appear!

"You don't have to wait for me to have lunch, just wait for me at home. After selling the tofu, I'll buy you some rouge gouache and come back! ”

Seeing Yang Ping'an's stupid face and leaving with his burden, Dong'er suddenly pursed his lips and laughed.

Soybeans turn into slurry, and then turn into tofu with white flowers, it's really strange, how did Childe do it?

Childe has really become different from before, is this a change from evil to right?

Childe seems to care about me, does he really care about me?

He really cares about me, he ......

Standing by the door, watching Yang Ping'an staggering and disappearing from sight with a flat burden, Dong'er suddenly had an illusion that his wife was looking forward to his return. This illusion is sweet to the heart, but it is ......

Closing the courtyard door gloomily, leaning back to the door panel, Dong'er's expression gradually became gloomy, tears fell silently, and murmured: "Why, why is it so ......late?"

Yang Ping'an came back very late, went out at noon, and came back at dusk with a flat shoulder. Sitting in the courtyard without saying a word, the flat shoulder was put aside, staring blankly at the fallen leaves in the courtyard, his eyes straight.

On the stone table in the courtyard, there is a neat plate of tofu, and Dong'er can easily understand the result.

"Childe, the meal is ready, let's eat something first." Silently came to Yang Ping'an's side, Dong'er said softly.

Seeing that Yang Ping'an didn't react, she turned around and went back to the house, took a piece of clothing for Yang Ping'an to put on, and then sat aside and waited quietly.

The willows on the moon, the lights are ten thousand homes. When the evening breeze hit, Yang Ping'an ended his contemplation and sighed lightly: "Alas, I'm so stupid!" ”

Dong'er hurriedly said: "Childe, don't blame yourself, you are already very powerful." The slave maid thought that only a son in the world could make Huang Shu look like this. Others don't know it, and it has nothing to do with Childe. ”

Yang Ping'an stretched out his hand and draped the clothes on Dong'er's shoulders, and sighed lightly: "I thought that this thing could be sold, and the money I earned to buy new clothes and accessories for you, and buy rouge and gouache, you don't have to worry about eating and drinking at home, but how do you know it...... Alas, Dong'er, I let you down. ”

Listening to Yang Ping'an's pitiful, Dong'er hurriedly comforted: "No." In Dong'er's eyes, Childe is the best son in the world and the most capable son. ”

"Dong'er, hug me, okay?"

Dong'er hesitated slightly, thinking of these things for the first time to see Yang Ping'an so low, she couldn't bear it, endured the shyness in her heart, and pressed her hands on Yang Ping'an's shoulders.

"Dong'er, hold me tight, am I useless?"

"How so!" Dong'er subconsciously hugged Yang Ping'an, "Don't be discouraged, Dong'er believes that Gongzi will be able to succeed." ”

"Alas-" Yang Ping'an sighed, pitiful to hear, but grinned. The body arched back, feeling the temperature and gentleness in Dong'er's arms, and holding Dong'er's soft hair with one hand, "Let you suffer with me." ”

Dong'er couldn't take care of withdrawing her hand, and hurriedly comforted: "Childe, don't say that." Dong'er can meet Gongzi, which is Dong'er's blessing. Dong'er's family has been poor since she was a child, and she suffered a lot until she met her son...... Childe, are you laughing? ”

"Hehehe!" Yang Ping'an couldn't hold it back, grabbed Dong'er's little hand and kissed it lightly on the mouth, "Little fool, for you, what can stump me in the world?" ”

"Yikes!" Dong'er was like a frightened deer, jumped up, her little face was red with shame, and she quickly fled to the stove, "I'll go to heat the rice." ”

When Yang Ping'an came back, he was indeed choked by the blow. He is mentally prepared that it takes a process for new things to be accepted by everyone, but this process is more difficult than he imagined.

I didn't say anything about the fact that a piece of tofu was not sold, but the problem was that for a whole day, no one came forward to ask, even if he shouted at the throat, or even said that it was given away for nothing.

After he came back, he kept reflecting and finally figured out what the problem was. In addition to tofu that no one has ever seen, there is also the most important point, that is, his name as the Four Tigers.

No wonder the more I shouted, the faster those people walked!

In fact, he has readjusted his sales strategy, or this plate of tofu, no one wants it for free today, and it will ...... tomorrow Tomorrow it will be given away for free!

"Dong'er, you wait for me, I'm going to make you my first one tonight...... Ahem, be my first customer and let you taste my craft and the taste of this tofu! ”

Yang Ping'an chased after the stove with a plate of tofu, but he didn't know that Dong'er was so frightened by his first half of the sentence that he almost collapsed to the ground, and after listening to the second half of the sentence, he understood.

As the night deepened, the wind was temporarily extinguished, and the Yang Mansion dinner officially began.

The oil lamp on the table stirred, two cold and two hot four dishes under the lamp, and a soup, which was definitely hearty for the Yang family, which only had two dishes at most per meal.

a dish of shallots mixed with tofu, green and white; A dish of tofu sashimi was temporarily figured out by Yang Ping'an, and there was a small sauce made of soy sauce, sesame oil, and minced garlic next to it; A home-style tofu with a golden color; A dish of vegetables poured with tofu, a few leftover vegetables at home, colorful.

The soup is green vegetable and tofu soup, which is steaming hot and the soup is clear and fresh.

Dong'er held the chopsticks and kept looking at the four dishes and one soup on the table, but she was stunned, not knowing how to put it down.

"Taste it! I did it especially for you, I swear, you are the first in this world, I have not done it for anyone else. Yang Ping'an was telling the truth, after he came to the Tang Dynasty, this was the first time he cooked, "Dong'er, why are your eyes red again, ah, don't cry!" ”

Dong'er has been hungry for a long time. Yang Ping'an didn't eat at home at noon, so she bought a steamed bun, dealt with the pickles left over from last night, drank a bowl of boiling water, and had lunch improvised.

But when she saw the four dishes and one soup in front of her, she didn't dare to move her chopsticks, for fear of destroying the overall beauty of the dishes.

It was the first time in her life that someone had cooked for her...... Oh no, if those two bowls of porridge are counted, it should be the third time, but this time is the most hearty.

"Childe, slave, slave and maid, the slave is out of shape, making you laugh." As soon as he wiped away the tears on his face, the tears in his eyes slipped down again, as if he couldn't wipe them clean.

"Fool, don't be so moved, in this world, I am just a relative like you, who else can you hurt if I don't hurt you?" Yang Ping'an spoke, picked up a piece of home-cooked tofu, and handed it to Dong'er's mouth, "Ah-open your mouth, taste whether it's delicious or not." Well, that's right, is it delicious? ”

Savoring the home-cooked tofu in her mouth, choking back tears, looking at the warm smile on Yang Ping'an's face, Dong'er trembled slightly, and the warmth of home flashed in her heart: "It's delicious, the slave maid has eaten the second best thing in her life." Thank you, Childe. ”

What's the best thing to eat? Could it be those two bowls of porridge? Considering that Dong'er was shy, Yang Ping'an didn't ask in the end.

This night, he dreamed again, a beautiful dream, and as for whether the hostess in the dream had the same dream, he did not know.

The next time, after practicing a few times and having breakfast, Yang Ping'an picked up the remaining tofu and walked out of the door in high spirits