Originally, dividends were paid once a month. However, shopkeeper Jiang saw the shabby clothes of the father and daughter, and thought they were out of pocket, so he paid the bonus for the past few days in advance.
Yu Hai didn't answer anything, he shook his hand and said, "No way, absolutely no way! It's just a few recipes for pickled vegetables, how can I charge you money! You spend your time and effort to produce the ingredients, we use our mouths You can get the money, so you won’t be stabbed in the back when you say it?”
Shopkeeper Jiang hurriedly said: "Brother, what you said is wrong! Why can the newly opened 'Zhenxian Restaurant' in the town compete with the old brand 'Fulinmen'? Isn't it because there are a few unique recipes that attract many people? Regular customers? If they sell these recipes, they will probably charge a price of one thousand taels, and some people will buy them!
I have never seen your daughter’s recipe for pickled vegetables. It is absolutely unique! If you make it yourself and sell it in the town, you can earn a lot more than this. Love and kindness, as long as the bonus is 20%, we have taken advantage of it! Dude, put away the money, you deserve it... what? Too little? "
Yu Hai was made to back away again and again, and cast a look of help to his daughter in embarrassment. Xiaocao hurriedly said: "Uncle Jiang, I promised brother Jiang Yu at that time that we would come to get married once a month, isn't it the month yet?"
Shopkeeper Jiang is used to doing business after all, so he spoke very tactfully: "Isn't this a good time to earn money? Are you excited? You take the five taels of silver first, and take it as a good start. It's a good sign! Let's share it on a monthly basis in the future!"
Someone was buying pickles outside, shopkeeper Jiang couldn't help but stuff five taels of silver into Yu Hai's hand, opened the curtain and walked out. Neither is Yu Hai taking it, nor is it not taking it, Xiaocao smiled and said: "Since Uncle Jiang has said so, let's accept it!"
Seeing the father handing over the silver to his seven or eight-year-old daughter, Jiang Yu secretly wondered: I am not afraid that the silver will be lost by the little girl...
Xiaocao wrote a few pickle recipes for Jiangji pickle shop again. This time there are more kinds of pickles, including "chili sauce" and "sweet noodle sauce", as well as the more advanced "mushroom sauce" and "sesame peanut sauce". "...
As if he had found a treasure, Jiang Yu carefully put the prescription close to his body, and when he and his father learned it, he would burn it and destroy it immediately. In this way, these pickles with unique taste will become the unique secret recipe in our store...
Xiaocao bid farewell to Jiang Yu, and came out from the inner room of the pickle shop, only to see a handsome young man in brocade clothes and rings frowning, looking into the pickle jar. Shopkeeper Jiang patiently introduced him from the side.
The servant next to the young man said softly: "Third Young Master, if you want to eat pickled vegetables, just ask the younger one to run over. Why come here in person?... Be careful, don't get your clothes dirty!"
Hearing the movement, the boy raised his head and looked at Xiaocao, his eyes showed surprise, as if it was strange to see her here.
Seeing him, Xiaocao also opened her eyes in surprise, with a smile on her face: "Master Zhou, you are finally willing to come back from the capital? When did you come back?"
It turned out that this handsome young man was none other than Zhou Zixu, the third young master of the Zhou family whom he hadn't seen for almost a month. When she came in front of him, Zhou Zixu said suddenly: "Your Yu Xiaocao, who has a good recipe for sauce, actually didn't invest in his own business, but cooperated with others in private!"
But Xiaocao remembered that it wasn't this guy who fooled all the money she had worked so hard to save years ago. After her family was separated, it wouldn't be so miserable! The Zhou family is the richest man in Tanggu, so why would it cost her three small money to run a seasoning workshop? This guy definitely did it on purpose! !
"As soon as I entered the restaurant today, I heard the chefs in the back kitchen arguing. Guess what? They were arguing over the recipe for a plate of small fish! This plate of small fish was purchased from Zhenxiu Restaurant, bought at the pier!! "Wednesday Shao gritted his teeth, frowned and stared at Yu Xiaocao with a worried expression.
"Why? I'm selling side dishes on the pier, and I'm bothering you?" Xiaocao didn't understand why he looked at her so displeased. She should be the one who was displeased, right
"I heard that kind of fish is called 'bad fish'? How do you do it? The small spines in the fish are actually very crispy, and the taste of the fish is also good. It is indeed a dish with a strong color and fragrance!"
I also tasted one on Wednesday and thought it tasted very good. The famous chefs of Zhenxianglou have seen and tasted it, and they also know that it is fried and then cooked, but no matter how hard they try, they can't make such an authentic taste. Secretly amazed in my heart: a seemingly simple bad fish actually requires such exquisite cooking techniques.
As soon as the words came out, he seemed to realize something, and suddenly changed his words: "I didn't want to find out about your cooking secrets, I was just expressing my admiration. Why is Xiaocao free to go to the vegetable market today? Didn't you go to the pier to sell braised vegetables? "
Xiaocao smiled nonchalantly, and said, "Third Young Master won the award, but it's just a superficial skill, it's really hard to be elegant. Today is the pier where my mother and Xiaolian went, and my father and I came to the town to do some errands— Why don't you come to buy pickles on Wednesday?"
Shao Shao nodded on Wednesday and said: "Recently, our old lady has a bad appetite and tastes nothing to eat. I just heard that the side dishes in this pickle shop taste good on the street. I am going to buy some to honor the elderly..."
After asking the old lady of the Zhou family's taste, Xiaocao recommended sweet and crunchy radishes to him, which are crispy and delicious, and the most appetizing.
Wu Shao nodded on Friday, weighed some sweet and crispy radishes, and asked about the taste of other pickles carefully. Under Jiang's strong recommendation, he tasted several pickles and chose his favorite "wine beans" and "spicy pickles". Chinese cabbage". When paying the bill, a piece of silver worth two taels was also thrown away.
All right! Rich and powerful refers to this kind of person!
"I heard that you have separated and made a living? It's good to separate, so as not to build a workshop in the future, and have to sneak around after dividends! If you have any difficulties, please don't be polite to me!!" Zhou Zixu With a sincere face.
Why did you go early? When we first separated, if there were such words, we would definitely not be polite to you. But now... the most difficult time has passed, why bother to bring it up again
With a few words, Yu Xiaocao dismissed Mr. Wednesday! Before Zhou Zixu left, he did not forget to remind her: She owns shares in the seasoning workshop, so remember to think of some more seasoning recipes! Don't just focus on the small pickle shop!
After bidding farewell to Young Master Zhou, Xiaocao bought several cotton cloths of different colors at the cloth shop recommended by Jiang Yu and his son, and pulled four quilt covers. It took nearly a tael of silver to buy more than ten catties of cotton.
Cotton had been widely grown in the Yuan Dynasty. In the early days of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, wars broke out and a large amount of land was barren. The production of cotton also dropped sharply, and the price remained high. After Jinshang ascended the throne, he vigorously encouraged land reclamation and farming, and implemented a series of policies of light corvee and low payment to give the people a rest. Only then did the prices of grain and cash crops stabilize a little. However, the price of cotton at 70 yuan a catty is still a bit extravagant for the poor.
It was ten minutes before the father and daughter finished buying cloth and cotton. Carrying such a big bale of cotton, I couldn't go shopping even if I wanted to, so I took the big and small bags and went to the cattle and horse market to pick up the donkey cart.
The old man who helped Xiaocao and the others look after the donkey cart received five cents from her family, looked at the sick donkey lying on the ground, and prayed in his heart that the donkey would not die at this time.
When the old man was young, he was also a good hand at raising livestock. Now that he is too old to raise animals, he starts a business of depositing livestock and vehicles here, earning a lot of money every day. If it wasn't for the bad business today, he wouldn't have accepted this thankless deal.
Following Xiaocao's instructions, he gave the donkey a bowl of water every half an hour. Strange to say, the donkey didn't even smell the water given to it, but drank it happily from the water bag given by the little girl.
After drinking the water twice, the donkey, which was so sick that it was about to die, became more and more energetic. By the time he drank it for the third time, he was able to stand up and yelled at him "high, high" for fodder.
Could it be that the water in the water bag is filled with medicine for livestock? Ask later, who they asked to match them, it's quite effective.
The storage fee of five Wen coins includes fodder and water. People bring their own water, but he still has to feed the fodder. After eating enough, the little gray donkey knelt down and took a nap. Apart from being a little thinner, the little gray donkey seemed to be in good spirits.
Near the end of the day (around three o'clock in the afternoon), Yu Hai's slightly limping figure appeared in the sight of the old man watching the livestock. The father and daughter bought a lot of things with big bags and small bags.
The little gray donkey, as if spiritual, immediately stood up when it saw the big and small masters, opened its big soft eyes, and barked cheerfully towards the two of them.
"Xiaohui, how are you?" Xiaocao quickly ran to the side of the little donkey, gently stroking its back with the right hand with the colorful stone. Let Xiaobutianshi give it a whole body treatment.
The little donkey narrowed his eyes comfortably, and with his fluffy head, he kept rubbing against Xiaocao's arm, and his expression seemed to say - so comfortable!
Yu Hai said in surprise: "It's really good! It seems to be in good spirits! I wonder if I can walk home... Cao'er, let Lao Zhang take the things we bought back home."
The little gray donkey brayed twice, as if saying that it could do it. Xiaocao smiled and patted its head, and said, "Father, Grandpa Zhang's car is probably full at this time, so where can we put the things we bought? Anyway, the cloth and cotton are not too heavy, so let Xiao Hui Let's see Lala."
Yu Hai skillfully hitched the cart to the donkey, and put the big and small bags he bought on the donkey cart. After thinking about it, he hugged his daughter up too. If the donkey couldn't be pulled, he would push it beside him. After all, his daughter was only eight years old, and he was reluctant to let her go back after a long day.
Coming out of the cattle and horse market, although it was Yu Hai's first time driving a donkey cart, the little donkey was very human and followed him closely, without commanding at all.
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Yesterday afternoon, I suddenly received a notice that I needed school-based report books for 4 semesters. I finally found the ones from two years ago, but found that many of them were left unfinished. Crazy patching, patching, burying my head for six or seven hours, and I haven't finished writing.
Today's update, this can be saved as a manuscript. Poor manuscript depositor, lost weight again!
Thank you educated youth for your reward.