Chapter 40

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Zhang Wuliang stood at the corner of the street, looking at the door of Yang's grocery store, thinking about the news he had heard from Wu Maoqian.

"You mean the shopkeeper Yang of the grocery store?" Wu Maoqian thought for a moment: "He lives in Xianning Lane."

Zhang Wuliang nodded in understanding. Xianning Lane: There are mostly wealthy businessmen.

Wu Maoqian smiled: "The Yang family is a well-known wealthy family in Shuangwan Town, but it's a pity that it has always been a single-line family. In Yang Xiao's generation, there is only one daughter. The old man and the old lady of the Yang family are so anxious that they pray to God every day, fearing that his old Yang family will break the incense inheritance."

Zhang Wuliang nodded. Although it's not a good idea to think so, a single-line family can at least ensure a clean background without too many family disputes.

"The Yang family is also well-known in Shuangwan Town," Wu Maoqian continued, "The Yang family has always provided porridge and funded road construction, which can be regarded as seeking some welfare for the people, and they can also say a few words in the town."

Zhang Wuliang raised his eyebrows: "Hearing what you said, Manager Yang is really a good partner."

Wu Maoqian shrugged: "It depends on you."

He added a little more: "The Yang family has always been content with a small place, and has no big ambitions."

Zhang Wuliang entered the grocery store, but did not rush to find Yang Xiao. Instead, he walked around the store and looked at the soybeans in the bag.

In the evening, there were not many people in the store. Yang Xiao was verifying today's accounts at the counter. He saw someone coming in and took a glance. Hmm? He looked familiar.

Take another look.

"Isn't this Ning Yuan?" Yang Xiao recognized the person: "Long time no see."

Zhang Wuliang looked up and smiled at him: "Brother Zifeng..."

The two hadn't seen each other for several months, and the distance between them was shortened in this smile.

Yang Xiao also smiled: "How come Ning Yuan has time to come today? What do you need?"

"I really have something to ask Brother Zifeng," Zhang Wuliang said, putting down the soybeans in his hand.

"Oh?" Yang Xiao's eyes flashed: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Wuliang looked around and asked with a smile: "May I have a word with you?"

Yang Xiao nodded and took Zhang Wuliang into the back hall.

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"My family does have some channels." Yang Xiao blew on the tea bowl and took a sip.

Zhang Wuliang nodded, played with the white teacup at hand, and continued to listen to his next words.

"But you also know that except for those few shops on the street, the demand for soybeans has never been great, and my family just collects some by the way." Yang Xiao looked like he didn't want to get involved.

Zhang Wuliang understood that the market in Shuangwan Town was not small.

But it was not big either, and the market for soy products was not saturated.

But now Zhang Wuliang's joining will inevitably compete with the old tofu shops for some profits. The Yang family runs a grocery store, and there is no conflict. Now there is no need to wade into this muddy water for Zhang Wuliang.

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