To be honest, it’s because she didn’t want to fuss too much that she didn’t argue about money with Luo Zhiming and the others. If she really had to fuss, the money for supporting the elderly should also be shared equally.
Speaking of which, Luo Zhiyong in the army usually gives the elderly so extra money when he cos ho.
But thinking about these things is useless, might as well not ntion them.
Then, she saw it was getting late, and just then a car was passing by to Uncle Zeng’s factory, so she called Luo Honglan and got on the car.
Zeng Weiguo’s factory was much bigger than Fang Pingying had imagined.
Making pastries was just one small workshop; there were many other small workshops. At this ti, the scale was not small, no wonder Xiao Juzi said he had counters in many departnt stores in the provincial city.
Moreover, the workshop’s various systems were very strictly set up because it involved food, so disinfection and hygiene were very particular.
The workers in the factory had to change clothes, wear masks, disinfect their whole bodies, and even hand washing had regulations.
Additionally, several pastry recipes Fang Pingying provided had already been turned into products, each individually sealed and very beautifully packaged with a long shelf life.
Take jujube flower cake for example, about ten pieces per pound, each wrapped in special plastic paper and vacuum-sealed, which was reassuring to see and a different class compared to how Fang Pingying used to sell them by the pound.
This made Fang Pingying feel that what she used to do was really just a scattered small workshop. To put it harshly, she had nothing, like a black workshop; to really do it big, it must be regulated like this.
Zeng Weiguo took them around the factory and then led them to his office.
Xiao Juzi had been waiting there already and cheerfully called out, "Sister Fang."
Fang Pingying recalled that Huang Lin ntioned visiting Juzi, and also rembered Luo Zhiyong saying that Huang Lin had already thought of a way to send his mother back ho, so she smiled and asked her, "Why are you here, didn’t you go back with Huang Lin the other day?"
Xiao Juzi giggled, "My mom said to be careful during the first three months of pregnancy, afraid that Huang Lin can’t take care of well there, so she let stay at ho and let Huang Lin co over on weekends, and when the weather is good, I can stay a few days in the courtyard."
Looking at Juzi’s still flat belly, Fang Pingying smiled and said, "That’s right, you should be careful, don’t run around everywhere, just rest at ho."
"I ca to see you today for a reason." Xiao Juzi, hanging on to Fang Pingying, had a pleasing look, "I want you to teach how to knit, I’m bored at ho and thought of knitting so sweaters for the baby.
Fang Pingying smiled and nodded, "Alright, I’ll talk business with Uncle Zeng first and teach you later."
"I’ll follow you later to your place, have lunch there, and my dad will pick up in the evening."
Fang Pingying did not need to be polite with Juzi, honestly saying, "It’s not convenient today, my mother-in-law and others have co, a house full of people, staying at a guesthouse nearby."
Xiao Juzi also knew so of the family matters of Fang Pingying’s house; Luo Zhiyong had previously asked Huang Lin for help and had told her, she imdiately responded, "I know, it’s because of your brother-in-law."
"Isn’t that the case, it’s not just my mother-in-law, my mom also ca, making a fuss." As she spoke, Fang Pingying sighed; such family matters were also not good to discuss in too much detail.
Xiao Juzi sighed along, no one understood mother-in-law and daughter-in-law conflicts better than her.
She thought for a mont and then said, "Why don’t you co to my house with ? It’s not far from here, just a fifteen-minute walk, and you and Hong Lan can have lunch at my place. My mom is at ho and can cook for us. You can go back in the afternoon since you don’t have anything urgent to do and may not want to deal with annoying stuff."
"Alright."
Fang Pingying and Uncle Zeng had already finalized the contract, and this visit was to confirm the opening date of their bakery and when to officially start selling pastries in the departnt store.
Business people value auspicious starts, Zeng Weiguo and Fang Pingying finally settled on the sa day for the bakery’s opening and pastry sale at the store, the 18th of this month, emphasizing the number eight which symbolizes prosperity.
There were still a few days left until the 18th, just enough ti for Fang Pingying to prepare for the opening of the bakery.
Fang Pingying’s purpose today was to familiarize herself with the route to Uncle Zeng’s factory and to assess its scale. Since they were partners, she needed to ensure that the factory t standards.
She also had to be responsible for the products she sold.
After seeing the factory premises, Fang Pingying’s worries were relieved.
However, she still made a suggestion to Zeng Weiguo about the packaging, suggesting it could be fancier and more varied, as using the sa design for everything might lead to custor fatigue.
For instance, adding new elents to the packaging after so ti could make it feel fresh and sotis people buy products just because they like the packaging.
Of course, she would continue to innovate her pastry recipes, adding more styles to strive for business expansion.
Zeng Weiguo thought Fang Pingying’s suggestion was good and took note of it.
Afterward, since Zeng Weiguo still had work, Fang Pingying and Luo Honglan went to Xiao Juzi’s house with her.
Xiao Juzi’s parental ho was indeed not far, approximately a ten-minute walk away, and they arrived at the place where her parents lived.
Xiao Juzi’s father was also a military man and had not yet retired. They lived in a military compound.
However, this military compound was sowhat different from Luo Zhiyong’s; the latter was at most a simple single-quarters, while this compound had much more spacious houses, small apartnts, though the compound itself looked quite old.
Xiao Juzi brought Fang Pingying back to their ho, and it just so happened that Xiao Juzi’s mother, Zeng Yueji, had just returned from grocery shopping and was in the kitchen. Hearing the door open, she thought it was Xiao Juzi coming back by herself and called out, "Juzi, where did you go? Didn’t I tell you to stay ho, and yet you vanish in the blink of an eye."
Xiao Juzi then took out so slippers for Fang Pingying and the others and called into the room, "Mom, I brought so friends over, co out and greet them."
"Alright, I’m coming." Accompanied by her voice, a well-dressed woman in her forties walked out of the kitchen.
Xiao Juzi introduced Fang Pingying and Luo Honglan to Zeng Yueji, "Mom, this is Sister Fang whom I often ntion to you, and this is her sister, Hong Lan."
Fang Pingying smiled at her and greeted, "Aunt, hello, sorry for the intrusion today."
For so reason, when Zeng Yueji saw Fang Pingying, she suddenly froze, staring steadily at her.
This made Fang Pingying a bit embarrassed, and she exchanged awkward glances with Juzi.
Juzi quickly nudged her mother, "Mom, I know Sister Fang is pretty, but you don’t need to stare without blinking. Let’s have them sit inside first." (To be continued. If you like this work, welco to Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.)
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