Unlimited supplies: Bringing space to the supermarket to keep the right minister

Chapter 162: Giving a Man a Fish is worse than Teaching a Man to Fish

After Yu Xiaolian delivered the stewed meat to Zhang Zhihe, she asked him about the progress of the bottles and jars she customized.

Zhang Zhihe knew that she was anxiously waiting to use it, and had been rushing to work these days, but tinware is a delicate work, unlike ceramics, where many pieces can be fired in one kiln.

He had to do it one by one, and then polish it one by one. Yu Xiaolian made too many customizations, and the styles were never done before.

His shop is small, and there are no tinware masters hired. He and his father have been doing it all these years. The whole family has lived on this tinware shop for decades.

In recent years, his family's business has become more and more sluggish, and sometimes he can't sell a single tinware for a few days. His two uncles and cousins ​​have given up their tinware making skills and switched to other businesses. , only he, as the eldest grandson of the Zhang family, has been struggling to guard this ancestral family business.

When Zhang Zhihe first heard the quantity ordered by Yu Xiaolian, Zhang Zhihe once suspected that he had misunderstood it. What's the use of ordering so many wine bottles and tea canisters?

Moreover, the price of tinware is not cheap because of the cumbersome production process. Others buy one or two pieces. Why does the Yu family want so many?

Zhang Zhihe also heard that a grocery store is going to open next door, but everyone buys wine with wine gourds. Who would buy such expensive wine packaged in tinware?

The tea in other grocery stores is put in a big tin jar. Whoever wants to buy it will wrap the tea with oiled paper, and then the buyer will remove the oiled paper after returning home and put the tea in his own tea can.

Zhang Zhihe felt that Yu's grocery store was flashy and over-packaged, and it might be difficult to make money in the future.

Just when Yu Xiaolian came to bring him braised pork, Zhang Zhihe mentioned it to Yu Xiaolian tactfully.

Yu Xiaolian heard the meaning of Zhang Zhihe's words, and explained to Zhang Zhihe with a smile that her shop made high-end products, which was different from other ordinary grocery stores.

Before leaving, Yu Xiaolian turned her head and smiled, "Brother Zhang, come and take a look at my store when it opens, I promise it's different from other grocery stores."

Zhang Zhihe nodded, because of Yu Xiaolian's self-confidence, he was somewhat looking forward to it.

When Yu Xiaolian got home, the dinner was already set. Besides a large bowl of steamed buns, there was also a large bowl of braised pork and a large plate of stewed potatoes with beans on the table.

Yu Xiaolian eats these home-cooked dishes a lot recently, and the taste of birds has faded out of her mouth. She wants to eat spicy ones, especially spicy ones.

Grabbing a steamed bun and eating it, what she thought was that tomorrow she must make a spicy meal by herself to satisfy her cravings.

After eating, Mrs. Sun saw that the little tiger was grabbing steamed buns to deliver to the ruined temple, so she grabbed the steamed buns immediately.

"Send it once or twice, just show kindness. This is white flour steamed bun. My family couldn't eat it before. Why are you so bad at life?" Mrs. Sun snatched the steamed bun and took it away.

Little Huzi looked at Yu Xiaolian.

Yu Xiaolian asked, "How many people are there in that ruined temple? What kind of people are they?"

Little Huzi tilted his head and thought for a while, "There are a lot of people, a lot!"

Every time he went to the ruined temple, the faces he saw were different.

Su Jingyue looked at Yu Xiaolian, "The people in the ruined temple are mobile. They seem to not only settle down in this ruined temple, but there should be other places."

Yu Xiaolian sighed, "I'm not stopping you from showing love, but there are poor people everywhere, some people are really pitiful, and some people don't deserve to be pitiful. If you want to help others, you should at least If you know how to distinguish between good and evil, right and wrong, you can’t help everyone.”

Yu Xiaolian painstakingly told the little ones the story of Mr. Dong Guo and the wolf, telling them that kindness should indeed be there, but it must be used in the right place, and that it is better to teach people how to fish than to teach them how to fish.

If a man has hands and feet, but is willing to beg for a living, their help does not help, but destroys him.

But how to teach a man to fish?

Then you need to study hard and find the answers from the books. Look at those scholars, court officials, and parents and officials who are in charge of the livelihood of the people. Which one is not full of economics and knowledge?

Moreover, scholars are respected wherever they go, and their words carry more weight than others.

To sum up, at your age, you should study hard and not think about other things. If you encounter something that begs you, then we will be a different matter.

Little Huzi and the others nodded in understanding, and secretly remembered what sister Xiao Lian said, that it is not about helping the poor.

Yu Xiaolian temporarily acted as a brigade counselor and taught a few small ones an ideological education class, and was praised by her grandma.

In Mrs. Sun's words, she didn't know her surname after only eating a few meals of rice and white noodles. She said that Yu Xiaolian was well educated and managed well, and said that these little ones listened to her and let her Take care of them.

Yu Xiaolian was thinking about watering the pepper seedlings, so she had a haha ​​fight with Mrs. Sun, and then ran back to her room.

After returning to the house, I watered the pepper seedlings, and dragged the wooden pot to a sunny place, so that the pepper seedlings could also bask in the sun.

After Yu Xiaolian finished the pepper seedlings, she was about to go into the supermarket to pick up some soap boxes, when she heard the little tiger outside the door calling her, "Sister Xiaolian, my dad bought pig intestines and came back, how do you wash them?"

Yu Xiaolian had no choice but to run to the next door and tell her uncle to wash it with salt, vinegar and flour, and wash it several times.

Yu Xiaolian likes to eat fatty intestines, but she can't smell the smell of raw fatty intestines, so she held her nose and stood far away to guide her, and then she ran away.

Go into the supermarket and scrape the soap and essential oil soap on the floor, then sit on the floor and start scraping. After scraping, take it to Zhao Erya's room, and ask Erya to wrap it in oiled paper and put a label on it.

Erya is already very proficient in doing this. She can distinguish the essential oil soaps that smell like red pomegranate, rose, and sea salt, and then paste the corresponding sticky notes.

Yu Xiaolian found some various hair ties, handmade hair clips, small clips in the supermarket, as well as titanium steel earrings and various brooches.

Send these things to the shop and put them in the small grid.

Zhao Erya was carrying a basket, which contained repackaged soap, "Where do you put the soap?"

Yu Xiaolian pointed to the shelf on the right, "Put daily necessities on this side, and food on the other side."

Zhao Erya put the soap on and asked Yu Xiaolian if there was anything else she wanted to fix?

Yu Xiaolian was still debating whether she should take out some things, and she didn't hear Zhao Erya ask her for a while, and when Zhao Erya asked her again, Yu Xiaolian came back to her senses.

"Scrape off the candy wrappers with me!"

Yu Xiaolian pushed the door of the shop in front of her, then lit a candle, and started peeling off the fruit candy wrappers with Zhao Erya.

After picking up a large porcelain bowl, Yu Xiaolian quit.

Stripping candy paper is too grueling.

Yu Xiaolian pushed the fruit candy to Zhao Erya, "Go and help those little ones pick it up for you, there are many people and strength is great."

(End of this chapter)