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After Yang Mei thought about it by herself, she went back to the kitchen and repacked two servings of spiced tofu, planning to talk to the two clan elders from house to house.

Ma Bowang was the eldest son, and Yang Mei also called him up.

The mother and son started from the hometown of the Song clan. After entering the house to meet and say hello, they directly cut to the key points of the topic, and directly put their calculations and ideas on the table.

Yang Mei is a self-made grassroots female entrepreneur in modern times. After more than ten years of hard work and experience, her speaking skills and negotiation skills can be regarded as honed.

Not to mention that Yangmei has been sincerely operating from the beginning to the end to build tofu into an industrial chain for the prosperity of the whole people in Shanshui Village.

Even if it wasn't, Yangmei could still brainwash the employees with dog blood and chicken soup every day like when they started their business, and make them all boil.

Yangmei drew a big cake for the elders of the Song clan.

Let him see through his imagination what kind of benefits the tofu industry chain built by all the people in Shanshui Village can bring to the whole village.

All the prosperity in the world is for profit, and the noise in the world is all for profit.

No matter what age or society it is, talking about love is not as good as talking about the reality of interests.

Yang Mei knows that some clan elders are actually quite hypocritical, that is, the kind of temperament that wants both... and....

Simply, Yang Mei took advantage of the situation and played a wave of emotional cards, thanking everyone for their care and tolerance for their family over the years.

It shows that my family is also grateful, so I want to bring the whole village to make tofu together.

Everyone has money to make money together, and work together to make tofu a business card of Shanshui Village's foreign trade. The village chiefs and elders will also have honor!

Sure enough, the old Song clan was moved, his little heart was beating non-stop.

He collected himself, nodded to Yang Mei and said, "The tofu workshop needs to be built.

It's the land of your old house. I think it's pretty good. What's your dissatisfaction? "

Yang Mei expressed her worries sincerely.

The old Song clan didn't quite understand.

"You haven't set up a divorce document in your genealogy.

Therefore, legally, you are still relatives. "

The implication is obvious, relatives, break the bones and connect the tendons.

If the people in the old house really want to post it, they can't get rid of it.

Yang Mei couldn't help but complain about the original owner.

You said that you announced the divorce at the beginning, so why didn't you go through the formalities together?

Now in terms of legal relationship, the two of them are still considered as one family, this is an excellent excuse for the best in the old house to post it to suck blood!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Mei planned to persuade the village head and the head of the Ma clan to help them make up a document to completely implement the divorce.

Of course, it's useless to tell the elders of the Song clan about this matter.

Yang Mei could only reiterate the unbelievable character of those in the old house, and remind the elders of the Song family: "The tofu workshop will not be my own industry in the future.

This will concern the interests of the entire village.

If people from the old house make a fuss about the ownership of the homestead, it will have a great impact on the tofu shop.

I hope that you, the elders of the Song family, can think again and see if you can re-approve a piece of land for our village to make tofu workshops. "

The Song Clan Elder squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then nodded and said: "I will discuss this matter with the other two clan elders tomorrow, please be patient and wait for the news!"

"Hehe, OK, then I'll go back and wait for the good news from you Song Clan!" Yang Mei said, and handed over a pack of spiced dried tofu.

"This is the five-spice dried tofu that I just made this afternoon. Please try it, Mr. Song. If you have any comments or suggestions, just let me know!"

The old Song clan accepted with a smile, and accepted Yang Mei's filial piety.

After leaving the hometown of the Song family, Yang Mei was abducted to the hometown of the Zhou family.

The process was processed in the same way, and the promise of the Zhou clan elder was also smoothly obtained.

After the elders of the Song and Zhou clans were dealt with, Yang Mei took Ma Bowang to the head of the Ma clan while the iron was hot.

When the old patriarch heard that Yang Mei said that he was here to implement the divorce papers, his brows were so wrinkled that they could kill mosquitoes.

"At this juncture, your parents-in-law may not be willing." The patriarch said truthfully.

It was fine before, but now Yangmei's tofu business is about to start, and a tofu workshop will be built in the village soon.

Those people in the old house were not stupid, how could they agree to sign the divorce letter and cut their own way?

Yang Mei made a few proposals to coax the old house into signing the letter, all of which were rejected by the old patriarch.

"Bo Wangniang, none of these methods will work.

The court case requires the criminal to sign and draw a pledge, and the criminal can only be convicted after he personally admits the crime.

If you coax and lie like this, it is easy to be manipulated by others, and it will even affect Shu Ming's reputation. "The old patriarch said meaningfully.

Yang Mei was ashamed.

She was too anxious, afraid that she would be taken in by the best of the old house, and she completely forgot that she still had a talented son who had to take care of her reputation and decency.

Regarding the issue of the tofu workshop, Yang Mei discussed with the patriarch again, and the matter of granting land is not a big problem.

As for the people in the old house, they didn't come to provoke her first, so they can only leave it alone.

... ...

In a blink of an eye, it is the day of Mid-Autumn Festival.

The village chief came early in the morning to tell Yangmei the good news that the land had been approved.

Yang Mei was very happy, and took Ma Bowang and Ma Zhongxing to see the land approved to build a tofu workshop.

"This land is sandy, and it is not easy to open up wasteland to grow food crops.

After discussing with several other clan elders in the village, I simply marked out this area.

Mrs. Bowang, you can see for yourself how much space is needed and how to cover it.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, I organized the strong labor force in the village to help build the house. "The village head said with a smile.

Yang Mei is quite satisfied with the sandy land marked down by the village chief, which is a certain distance from where the villagers live.

The surrounding area is relatively open. If other workshops are to be developed in the future, they can be planned along this land.

Yangmei thinks that if this place is built into a regional production workshop, it will still have a certain scale of development, and the more I look at it, the more I think it is very suitable.

"This place is nice.

To be able to use this land without occupying other useful land resources in the village is really hard work for the village head and several patriarchs. " Yangmei thanked politely.

The village head felt very relieved, and the smile on his face never disappeared.

"Will Shu Ming go home for the holidays today?" the village head asked.

Yang Mei nodded and said yes.

"This kid studied hard and worked hard in his studies.

Bowangniang, your better days are ahead! "The village chief said with envy.

Yang Mei also hopes that the scholar's son will be more successful, and in the future Jinshi and the first degree will also earn a royal order for her old mother!

"If Shuming becomes famous in the future, he will never forget the care and cultivation of the whole village and clan!" Yang Mei said what the village chief liked to hear.

Good words don't cost money, and I want to hear a few more words from her.

The village chief really smiled and said 'yes' repeatedly.