Chapter 47 Shop

Jun Qiulan originally wanted to buy a cheap mobile phone and record everything the family said into a video.

This will also allow grandparents to see their true situation and make them feel more at ease.

When Song Ting comes over next time, he can let the two old people record the video themselves so that they can also see how they are doing.

But later, after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was inappropriate.

Mobile phones are still too magical for this era. Other functions cannot be used without the Internet, but the photo and video recording functions do not require the Internet. This function alone is enough to shock the world.

If the two old people saw this, they would probably be shocked instead of happy.

He couldn't directly explain the origin of this thing, for fear that it would make the old man even more worried.

Furthermore, there is another very important issue.

My eldest uncle, second uncle, two aunts, several cousins, and some young nephews and nieces all live together, so there are so many people and so many eyes.

After experiencing a house raid, the family situation has changed dramatically. Even among family members, friction and even disagreements are inevitable.

just in case……

Jun Qiulan couldn't imagine these possibilities, nor did he want to think too badly of people's hearts, so he simply decided to be more cautious on his part.

Although photos are magical, they are still a kind of 'painting'.

The letter also hinted that they were doing well now, but it was something only their family could understand.

Even if someone intercepted the letter, it wouldn't be a big deal.

Song Ting put it away carefully and said, "I'll trouble my uncle, aunt, and cousin Qiu Lan to take care of Song Yan."

Song Yan bowed beside him and said, "Boy, try not to cause trouble for your aunt."

"We are all family, so why bother talking about whether it is troublesome or not?" Song Xirong also felt sorry for the child.

At the same time, they are also grateful for everything their eldest brother has done for them.

The youngest son was sent all the way to the border town just so that they could take care of each other.

This kind of thought is worth more than money.

Jun Qiulan also said, "Don't worry, cousin."

Song Ting also smiled and said jokingly, "Cousin, please pay a little more attention to what we said before."

Jun Qiulan knew that he was talking about finding a wife for Song Yan, but he honestly felt that getting married at the age of sixteen was a little too early.

At least wait until you are eighteen.

In another world, people are considered adults at the age of eighteen, and they have to wait another four years to reach the legal age for marriage.

But it’s better to keep an eye on it first.

Jun Qiulan smiled and nodded, while Song Yan felt a little embarrassed.

He had been arranged to get married before, but after something happened at home, the marriage was called off. They could understand each other.

He and the girl had only met once and there was no relationship between them, so he didn't think it was a big deal to call off the engagement.

Later, his family asked him to come over and see if he could marry Sister Wan'er. Sister Wan'er was a good girl, so there was naturally no reason for him to refuse.

However, Qiulan's cousin said that cousins ​​were also close relatives marrying each other, so the matter was left unresolved.

But he will still stay here, thinking that his marriage will indeed cause his aunt and uncle to worry about it in the future.

Then, Jun Qiulan took out another basket of potatoes.

This is what he bought there.

"Cousin, this is a serious matter. I don't expect to make money with this stuff, but when you go back, you can sell a few of them. Tell them that they can be planted in the fields. In three months, one clod of earth can become three. No matter how many people believe it, you will know after you try it."

Song Ting: "Since one can become three, why don't I take it back to my hometown to grow it?"

Jun Qiulan shook his head. "This matter is different. We can't let our own people plant it for the time being."

The origin of the potatoes was that they were bought from a traveling merchant, and they confirmed this.

Try not to have any flaws.

Furthermore, once the potatoes are spread out, even if only two or three people try to plant them, they will know the yield of the grain after just one planting.

Farmers are illiterate, but they can definitely understand the grain output and know what this grain means to them.

After that, when it comes to promotion, there is no need for the government to even step in, as the villagers will rush to plant it themselves.

By then, when word spreads from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, the origin of these potatoes will be cleared, right?

There are so many traders from all over the world, who still remembers from whom they bought it?

"Don't worry, cousin. By next year, these potatoes will have spread all over the border town. Then you can bring them back and plant them at home. It won't be a problem."

"Okay, I understand."

Early the next morning, Song Ting set off with his convoy.

Jun Qiulan and his family said goodbye at the city gate. Jun Shuwan, who received the news, also rushed over.

"Cousin, please give my regards to my grandparents, uncles, and aunts."

Song Ting smiled and said, "Of course, take care of yourself, sister Wan'er. Next year, your cousin will bring you silk from Jiangnan."

It is not appropriate to wear silk outside, so it is okay for girls to make a few small clothes to wear inside.

Jun Shuwan smiled and said, "Then I'll wait for my cousin."

As she spoke, she half-bowed to the brothers in the caravan, "Thank you all for your hard work on this arduous journey. Next time I come, Wan'er will treat you to a good meal and wine."

Her graceful and elegant demeanor left the group of men at a loss.

He returned the greeting in a nonsensical way.

"We are all from the same hometown. We have received favors from the Song family in the past. Now we are helping each other and making money together. Miss Wan'er, please don't be too polite." One of the older men was more calm.

Jun Qiulan and Wan'er returned the gifts together, "Brothers, see you next year."

The convoy slowly went away, and the family felt a little disappointed.

"Let's go. Why don't we go to the shop today?" Song Yan composed himself.

The shop has been rented and is almost ready.

It's time to start preparing to collect supplies.

The caravan probably makes two round trips at most a year.

During the free time, you can collect the goods first.

The furs of various animals and wild delicacies can all be collected.

However, generally speaking, this border town is still too poor and has nothing that can be called a specialty.

The things we collect here cannot be sold at a high price when we send them back, so we can only make some profit by not letting the people go empty-handed. The main part of the profit still depends on the goods from Jiangnan being sent over and sold.

The shop is not big, with a small yard and two rooms at the back.

The original plan was to give Song Yan one room to live in and use the remaining room as a warehouse.

But Jun Qiulan strongly requested that Song Yan be allowed to live in the house after it was built.

It would be better to leave a room for Song Yan in the front yard than to live alone behind the shop.

Jun Qiulan is often not at home, and there is a boy at home, so Song Yan will not be alone in the shop, and his parents and Song Yan can take care of each other.

"Should we hire someone?" Jun Shuwan pondered. "It seems a bit of a waste to only use this shop for receiving goods. Why not do something else along the way?"

Song Yan couldn't help laughing, "Sister Wan'er, if you want to do something else, you have to consider whether I, your cousin, have the ability to do it, right?"

In the past, our family had no worries about food and clothing. My parents were still young, and I had my second uncle's family and my brother was quite capable.

On the contrary, he, the youngest son, turned a deaf ear to the world outside and focused on reading the books of sages.

Although merchants cannot take the imperial examinations, learning knowledge is never a bad thing.

His dream was to be a teacher in the tribe school and educate the children in the tribe. That was enough.

Now that his family's financial situation has changed dramatically, he naturally has to shoulder the responsibilities of the family, but his abilities are indeed limited.

He couldn't possibly open a school in his shop, could he? He had no academic achievements, so who would come to teach him?

This one sentence made everyone laugh.

But Jun Qiulan felt that Wan'er was right.

You can do some other business. The shops are all rented for a long time. Every year, only Song Ting and his friends come to sell goods and use the shops. On weekdays, you just sit in the shop and wait for people to come and sell goods.

Overall, it's a bit of a waste.

Jun Qiulan seemed to be thinking, "Does Wan'er have any ideas?"

Jun Shuwan didn't hesitate and said frankly, "Miao'er's sister-in-law is an expert at making pastries. Why don't we come up with a recipe, Miao'er's sister-in-law will provide the cooking skills, and cousin Song Yan will open the shop. We can split the profits equally?"

She knew that Miao'er's family also wanted to renovate the house and rent out the yard they were currently living in, but the money they had was really not enough.

On weekdays, Miao'er also took good care of her in the general's mansion. She was taken care of by Mrs. Huo and did not have to do too much work in the mansion, but Miao'er often snatched away the few tasks she had, and she and Miao'er also got along well.

Apart from the biggest secrets in the family, the two of them can talk about almost anything.

I'd still like to help out if I can.

Jun Qiulan thought this method was feasible.

The dim sum business is inconspicuous and doesn’t make a lot of money, but it is also a source of income.

The family next door is now relying on Zhe Shan and Miao'er's monthly salary from the general's mansion.

Second Aunt now does the shopping and cooking for their new house, but it is only a short-term income.

It is very difficult for a family to buy a house and settle down.

If we can open a snack shop or a folding fan business, we can let the aunt negotiate with the villagers and find two skilled maids.

"Go talk to Miss Miao'er." Jun Qiulan knew that his sister had her own ideas, so he didn't get involved.

"Okay, I'll be free in a few days, and Miao'er and I will go back to discuss it."

Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing. His sister was in a very good condition now and was much more independent-minded than before.

Song Xirong pondered for a moment.

"Since you came up with the recipe, then you should discuss it with your cousin Yan and Miao'er. But I have to say this upfront: brothers should also settle accounts clearly. When the time comes, make the rules clear to avoid arguments later. Although this may sound unkind, it does make sense."

Jun Shuwan was about to say that there was no need to go through so much trouble, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that her mother was right.

"We'll talk about it in advance."

Song Yan was confused. Everything had already been arranged for him. He was hesitant to speak.

But this is also good.

Jun Qiulan was not worried about the dim sum recipes. Among the books he had given Wan'er before, one was dedicated to teaching how to make dim sum.

"Dad, Mom, Brother, I'm still busy over there, so I'll go back first. We can discuss opening the shop when I get back."

After saying that, she trotted back.

"Wan'er is really becoming more and more like a grown-up girl." Jun Yu was also relieved.

A few days after Song Ting and the others left.

Huo Lan came again, pulling several carts of cement.

"This general keeps his word. This cement should be enough to build a house, right?"

Jun Qiulan was not at home again, and only Jun Yu was at home.

Jun Yu's eyes were curved with laughter. His son's method was the best.

It takes time and effort for my son to buy cement from there and transport it here, and it also costs him the money he has worked hard to earn.

Now, the general brought it here personally and doesn’t even ask for money.

Jun Yu bowed, "Thank you, General."

Huo Lian didn't say anything. After the cement was made, he immediately asked someone to try it.

The cement without iron powder is not as hard as the cement he saw at Jun Yu's place, but it is fully qualified for ordinary bridge and road construction and house building, and is better to use than traditional adhesives.

Then a new question arises: how did Jun Yu and the others get their loyal fans?

There may not be many restrictions on the use of iron tools in the capital, but it is different in border towns. The iron tools of every household, such as kitchen knives, scissors, hoes and axes, are all registered.

I guess no one would intentionally burn iron into powder and then use it to build a house, right?

Iron powder is basically just the powder left over from blacksmithing in blacksmith shops. Iron powder cannot be wasted. It can be melted and used to make tools.

He sent people to check, and found that no one in the blacksmith shop in the border town dared to sell it privately.

Huo Lian always felt that there was something wrong with this family, but he really couldn't find any evidence.

That's all.

Anyway, they only made a little cement themselves. Maybe it was because iron powder was difficult to get, so they thought of asking him to be their slave?

Huo Lan took out a set of bows and arrows from his horse.

"Did that kid go hunting again?"

Jun Yu nodded, "Meat at home is basically supplemented by Lan'er's hunting."

Huo Lian said nothing. "This set of bows and arrows was discarded in the military camp. If you want to hunt, you'd better use this. Consider it my thank you gift for the cement."

In other words, that guy has good aim and can even hit a fat rabbit with his homemade slingshot.

What if you encounter a large animal? How can a slingshot be as useful as a bow and arrow?

Jun Yu's eyes lit up. In a border town, it was basically impossible for ordinary people to have weapons.

Firstly, they were afraid that they would cause trouble if they had weapons. Secondly, there was a shortage of weapons in the military camps, so how could there be any surplus to supply ordinary people?

Only registered hunters can have weapons such as bows and arrows. The arrows are limited and must be reused.

The bow and arrow that Huo Lian sent only had eight arrows.

It’s enough for hunting rabbits and roe deer.

Jun Yu also learned archery in the past and could compete with the archers in the military camp.

I'm feeling a bit itchy at the moment.

He stroked the bow and arrow, his ears suddenly moved, and he raised the bow and arrow with a sharp movement and shot it at the lone bird flying by.

A lone bird falls to the ground.

Huo Lian's eyes lit up, "Excellent archery skills."

"I'm sorry to bother you, General. My father once asked me to learn the Gentleman Sword, but I hated the constant fighting. Archers can hit their targets without moving, so I took a break. Over the years, I've finally developed some skills."

Huo Lian understood.

The children in the capital city learn a lot, and Jun Yu is a member of the royal family after all.

"By the way, the prefect has been taking in a lot of piglets lately, and he's even killing them. Is this related to you?"

Speaking of that word, even a rough guy like Huo Lian felt uncomfortable all over.

Jun Yu smiled sheepishly and said, "I've read about it in a book before."

Lan'er told him about this that day, and he also felt uneasy.

However, this pork can remove the fishy smell and make the pigs grow fatter, which is also a good thing.

Lan'er later looked up information, wrote down the detailed steps, and sent it to the new magistrate.

I guess the prefect couldn't wait any longer and took the piglets in for experiments.

He briefly explained it to Huo Lan.

Huo Lian was also shameless, "I want this pig egg method too."

You can raise pigs in the military camp. Not to mention the fishy smell, if you fatten the pigs, the soldiers can have more meat to eat.

Only by eating meat can you gain strength.

Jun Yu was not stingy, "I'll write it down for the general right away."

Huo Lian said, "Once the pigs are well-raised, I will send you one every year."

"That's great." Jun Yu was happy.

His wife is currently researching Sichuan-style bacon.

My son also brought back two pieces from that world. They tasted great. He didn’t care much about food, but he still thought they were delicious.

Pork can be made into bacon and can be preserved for a year without any problem.

This method is not a big problem. I plan to spread it around the village later.

Huo Lian thought about what Jun Qiulan had said before, that he was still planning to stay at home and study the recipe. He was speechless before, but now he had a different idea.

Although pig eggs may seem unsightly, if they can really remove the fishy smell and make pigs grow fatter, it can almost be said to be a contribution to the country and the people.

If you put it in the court, you will have the opportunity to get promoted and make money.

He said, "If you have any other recipes in the future, you can bring them to the General's Mansion first if you don't mind. This general will never treat you unfairly."

Jun Yu bowed and said yes.

They want to accumulate merit for their son, but their status is not suitable. Now someone is willing to do it for them, so why not do it?

As for how much the formula is worth and what benefits it can bring to Huo Lan, these are not their concerns.

In short, those good things can be promoted, the people can benefit, and they themselves can achieve their desired goals.

Huo Lan was a very busy man. He chatted with Jun Yu for a few words, watched the house being built next door for a while, and then left.

Jun Yu happily went to see his wife and the sisters-in-law next door studying snacks.

Prepare to make egg tarts.

Of course, it is almost impossible to completely replicate the egg tarts from another world.

However, with a slight improvement, it is still possible to make a puff pastry egg custard cup.

After agreeing on a business cooperation, Wan'er asked someone to bring a letter to Song Yan the next day.

The terms of cooperation are all clearly written.

When Song Yan is out of the shop and selling things, he should also help greet customers, which accounts for 35%.

Miao'er's third sister-in-law is only responsible for production and sales, accounting for 30%.

Jun Shuwan came up with the most important recipe, which accounted for 35%.

All three parties had no doubts and signed a simplified contract.

Since she couldn't leave the general's mansion, she asked her parents to discuss it with the aunts next door first, and try it out first. If it didn't work, they could try other recipes.

Actually, the generation order is a bit confusing.

The couple has always called Mrs. Zhao "Auntie". The three daughters-in-law, the eldest sister-in-law and the second sister-in-law, are not much older than them, so there is nothing wrong with calling them that.

The third daughter-in-law was not much older than Jun Qiulan, so they also called her sister-in-law.

Qian Miaoer is of the same generation as her sisters-in-law, and as a result, she and Jun Shuwan call each other sisters.

Forget it, let’s not talk about this. Let’s just talk about our relationships separately. We are not relatives anyway.

Eldest sister-in-law Yuan Shu has been in charge of all matters related to making folding fans, and second sister-in-law Xu Lian has also been busy shopping and cooking for the workers recently.

Only my younger sister-in-law Fang Yun was relatively quiet. Later, I learned that Fang Yun also had a child who had just learned to walk and died on the road of exile.

But she has a strong character and does not give up on herself. She lives a good life, but she doesn't talk much and just does things quietly.

It was because Jun Shuwan heard Qian Miaoer say that her third sister-in-law Fang Yun was very good at making dim sum that she came up with the idea of ​​cooperating to open a shop.

When Fang Yun heard the news, she became more energetic.

This egg tart is also unheard of.

According to Jun Shuwan's recipe, I have studied it several times.

It’s not cheap, it requires milk, eggs, fine white flour and honey.

The steps are not difficult, the main thing is to pay attention to the baking temperature.

The drawings of this oven and clay stove were also provided by Jun Qiulan, and the construction team next door made it overnight.

I made another batch of egg tarts today. They look very real and the fragrance alone can be smelled from miles away.

"My husband is here. Why don't you try it too? See if it tastes similar to what we used to eat?"

Jun Yu tasted one and said, "Very good. I can think about it and prepare to start a business."

Song Xirong also felt that it was very close. If they had not eaten the original egg tarts, the taste of this puff pastry egg custard cup would be enough to conquer most people's taste buds.

Fang Yun was a little shy. She had never heard of this egg tart pastry before, but it tasted delicious.

I'm sure it can be sold at a good price.

"Isn't it a bit too monotonous that the store only sells this kind of snack?"

Song Xirong spoke of her business philosophy with great clarity, "It's not monotonous, and we have to sell a limited quantity every day. As long as we maintain this taste, I guarantee that customers will flock to us. I won't have to work myself to the limit, and I can still make money."

Fang Yun actually didn’t quite understand.

Yuan Shu listened and said, "Just listen to your sister-in-law Song. Just treat it as a rare commodity."

Song Xirong explained, "The cost of these egg tarts is quite high. If we sell them cheaply, we won't make any profit. If we sell them expensively, the spending power of the people in this border town is also limited..."

They were teaching business and chatting animatedly here, but Jun Qiulan encountered a problem in modern times.

I received a message from Director Wang yesterday and took the final makeup photos today.

No matter what, Jun Qiulan is the seventh male role and has his own separate makeup photo.

He also meets all the main characters for the first time.

As expected of a director known as a professional in men's dramas, Jun Qiulan has only met a few female actors in total.

But here comes the problem.

The character Jun Qiulan is a playboy who plays a pig but eats a tiger. On the surface, he is just a handsome and weak scholar. Although he has no intimate scenes, he is quite popular among the girls from all walks of life in the play because of the plot requirements.

So the director arranged a photo of him and the female characters.

Once you take this photo, the problem arises.

Jun Qiulan is a man who outshines all the female stars.

These actresses are obviously good-looking, but when they stand next to Jun Qiulan, you can't even notice their presence.

Jun Qiulan's good looks are too abrupt.

Director Wang was a little puzzled. Jun Qiulan's makeup was also minimalist, without too many exaggerated modifications. The makeup even only made adjustments to the skin color.

I knew this guy was good-looking, but I didn't expect him to look even better under the camera, especially his demeanor.

One of the older sisters has been famous for many years. Judging from her appearance, her age is a mystery. She has a cheerful personality and is quite familiar with Director Wang.

"If you ask me, this is pretty good. The little brother is surrounded by people. Isn't it a pretty picture?"

"Du Ruo, what you said is correct, but can this photo be sent out?"

Those who don’t know might think that he deliberately made the actresses’ makeup look ugly.

Moreover, Jun Qiulan is a newcomer and may not be able to withstand the various strange phenomena in the entertainment industry.

Du Ruo couldn't help laughing. "When female stars try to outshine each other, it always creates some trending topics, but who would argue with a guy about outshine others? Especially when he's not even 20 years old."

In her eyes, they are still children.

Jun Qiulan was actually a little embarrassed.

In fact, he still hadn't fully understood what they called the weird phenomena in the entertainment industry. He could only understand the meaning of "outshining" literally.

He didn't understand anything else, but looking at the photos on Director Wang's monitor, they were indeed not very coordinated.

Du Ruo continued, "When we're filming, there will always be scenes where we'll be in the same frame. Are you deliberately making this child look uglier? Aren't you wasting his face?"

Wang Dao thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case.

Jun Qiulan pondered for a moment, "Director Wang, if possible, why not take another photo of me with my back to the camera, with only my head turned and half my face showing? This character has a dual identity, both good and evil, so only half of my face on the poster is appropriate."

Director Wang was surprised. Who wouldn't want to show their entire face? And they even offered to show only half of it?

This child is too honest.

Seeing the sincerity on Jun Qiulan's face, he said, "Okay, take another one."

Only the side profile weakens the offensive power of his appearance and indeed makes the picture more harmonious.

The male actor came over to join in the fun and looked at the previous photo.

"Wow, these facial proportions are exactly what our teacher mentioned before: a photogenic look," one of the male actors said. "In fact, this look is more suitable for the big screen."

So far, Jun Qiulan has never acted in a movie, even as an extra.

They are all TV dramas.

The only connection was the stand-in role that Yan Jing introduced to him.

No movie has approached him yet.

Some time ago, in order to prevent too many people from disturbing Zhang Li and Liu Yue, he specially registered an email address and sent messages to his own platform.

There are countless emails every day.

At the beginning, he didn't open any of the messages.

As a result, you can't help but see some weird or even disgusting content.

Later he learned his lesson and generally started his emails seeking cooperation in a more formal manner.

Now he could almost tell the difference.

However, the content of the cooperation is also varied. Some asked him to do live streaming to sell goods, some wanted to make him an internet celebrity, and some were olive branches extended by agency companies.

The rest are basically role-playing games.

Now that I have accepted Director Wang's play, according to Director Wang's temper, it is not suitable for me to cooperate with the crew during the filming period, so he politely declined.

But when he talked about it today, he realized that no film crew had ever contacted him.

Perhaps the only person who can be considered as a member of the film crew is the dancing character that Yan Jing mentioned before.

Yan Jing has been abroad for a while and will be back soon. I made an appointment with him to come over and see me off.

Jun Qiulan looked a little disdainful. It was obvious that he just wanted to come over and take his father's paintings. Looking at the cats was probably secondary.

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