Baby brings his own shopping mall to travel through

Chapter 183 Dare to Think

"I'm thirsty after talking so much." Xiao Cao'er said as he walked in front.

The three brothers of Damao walked in the back, looking at their sister in front, and had an indescribable feeling. In other families, the parents and the older brother would rush in front, but in their family, it seemed a bit the other way around.

When the brothers and sisters were young, the younger sister was worried about the livelihood of the family. Now that the brothers have grown up, the younger sister still has to worry about the livelihood of the family. Alas, it is useless to be a brother! I need to grow up quickly, protect my younger sister from the wind and rain, and let her live a carefree life.

When the siblings came out, they met Old Lady Yang, who was holding a tray in her hand.

"I was wondering what you were doing in there for so long. I was just about to go in and yell, 'Come on, Xiao Cao'er, there's your favorite milk tea.'"

"Thank you, milk, milk is the best. You know I want to drink milk tea. Milk, you must be the roundworm in my stomach. You would know it even if I don't tell you." Xiao Cao'er flattered Old Lady Yang.

Da Mao quickly stepped forward and took the tray from Old Lady Yang and said, "Thank you for your hard work, let's go to the study and sit down to drink."

"Oh, why do we have to go to the study? Just drink here, there's no need to walk around." Old Mrs. Yang told them to sit in the main room.

Simao took Old Lady Yang's hand and said, "Grandma, let's go. They have something to discuss. It's more convenient to have pens and ink in the study. Let's go and listen to what they say and see if they are wrong. If they are wrong, you must remind them in time. After all, you have experienced a lot and have eaten more salt than they have eaten rice. Aren't you more experienced than them?"

"Of course, you are all little kids, how can you know anything? Come on, let's go and listen to what they are talking about in this meeting." Old Mrs. Yang hurriedly followed them into the study.

She kept muttering, "Your father and his family are the same. They can't help with anything. There's nothing at home that isn't done by the children. The couple only know how to eat, nothing else."

Old Mrs. Yang silently made a note for her son and daughter-in-law in her heart. With this one included, she couldn't remember how many notes she had made in total. Anyway, there were a lot, too many to count, simply too many to count.

After Simao successfully cheated his parents out of a fortune, he helped Old Lady Yang into the study, closed the door, and found a place to sit down.

When Old Lady Yang saw Simao close the door, she sat up straight unconsciously. She knew that something big had happened because the door would only be closed when important matters were being discussed at home.

Old Lady Yang turned around and whispered to Simao, "Do you want to go and close the outer gate as well?"

Simao: What are you doing by closing the gate?

"No, just shutting them all up will arouse suspicion, that's all."

"Oh, oh, yes, yes, it's best if people don't understand." Old Lady Yang has her own understanding. This may be a big deal.

Here, Sanmao was grinding ink, while Xiaocaoer, Damao and Simao were drinking milk tea slowly.

"Brother, little brother, can you two tell me what you think about soap production?" Sanmao asked.

"I don't understand business and have no opinion on who you cooperate with." Damao said directly.

After Simao took a sip of milk tea, he stroked his chin and said after a while: "In fact, we can open a few more shops like the sweet potato workshop, so as to save transportation costs."

As he spoke, Sanmao took notes.

"But with so many workshops opening, it's hard to control the recipe. It's not like sweet potatoes, which are related to people's livelihood. It's an everyday product that people don't necessarily need, so the recipe doesn't need to be made public like the recipe for sweet potato flour."

Hearing this, Damao and Old Lady Yang kept nodding their heads in agreement.

Especially Old Lady Yang, when she heard Sanmao talking about soap, she knew that it was the new thing that her good maid granddaughter had been tinkering with in the past few days.

"This recipe must be in the hands of our own people. It's a way to make money. How can we give it to outsiders?" Old Mrs. Yang was afraid that they were ignorant and would really give it to outsiders, so she expressed her opinions anxiously.

"Yes, grandma's idea is right. The recipe must be in the hands of our own people." Sanmao agreed with Grandma Yang's words while taking notes.

Old Mrs. Yang was very happy. She knew that what she said was correct. See, see, see, the old ones are still the wisest. If I hadn't come to the meeting, you would never have thought of this.

Alas, with great power comes great responsibility.

As he was writing, there was no sound. Sanmao looked at everyone and asked, "That's all? Is that all?"

Then he looked at Xiao Cao'er, "Sister, what do you think?"

Xiao Cao rolled her eyes at Sanmao and said, "Fuck you, if I continue talking, you don't have to think about it. I'll do it for you."

“No idea at the moment.”

Then I thought of the last few lines of my song "Lie Flat":

But life goes on.

Responsibilities and dreams cannot be forgotten.

Lying down is just a temporary rest.

In order to move forward better.

So I'll get up.

Embrace new challenges and opportunities.

"I haven't thought about it yet, Third Brother, please tell me what you think or what you want to do. Just a reminder: there are only two kinds of soap now, and the method is simple, so not many people are needed. It doesn't need so many people like the embroidery workshop and furniture workshop. In the future, more varieties may be developed and the manpower may be increased."

"Well, as my younger brother said just now, it is feasible to save transportation costs and open more workshops, but it is a difficult problem how to keep the recipe in our own hands." Sanmao agreed to open more workshops.

"Why not just open a workshop in our village?" Old Mrs. Yang asked tentatively.

Xiao Cao'er: Why don't you dare to think boldly? Why do you have to hold on to everything by yourself? Why don't you let go and give some to others? Can your family earn all the money?

Alas, this idea is out of sync with me, a person living in the 21st century.

Think about the 21st Century Joint-Stock Company. This is how we are cooperating with Zheng Huaming and others now. The furniture and embroidery workshops are also in this format. How come we can't find this feeling when we change direction?

Third brother, you still have a lot to learn about business.

Xiao Cao'er complained in her heart while the others started discussing their opinions.

Finally, it was almost time for lunch and still no results.

"In this way, Brother Goudan and Brother Tietou will each take one share, and they will be in charge of production; Brother Huaming and his family will take three shares if they are willing to protect us, and they will be in charge of sales, and our family will take five shares to take care of daily work;

We can open a workshop at home and another one in Beijing. Brother Goudan and Brother Tietou will each be in charge of one workshop. It depends on who goes to Beijing and who stays here. We can also rotate every six months or a year."