Miao Wan waited for Zhang Sanzhuang to finish his summary before calmly saying, "We're new, and most of our customers want something new. We can't expect such good business every day. Let's see if we can prepare twice as much food as yesterday. Even if it's not enough, it'll still keep customers coming back early the next day."
Zhang Sanzhuang understood the principle of making a profit from rare goods. He nodded and said, "There are too many people in the tent. We are almost overwhelmed today. Whether it's the pigs or the vegetables at home, someone has to go and collect them. We really don't have any free hands. How about we buy two servants?"
Madam Zhang frowned. Ordinary people didn't need to buy servants. A family of more than ten people was considered a large family.
The Qiao family is in trouble and their family really needs someone to take care of them.
If they followed suit and their neighbors and relatives found out, they would not only scold the Zhang family for being frivolous, but they would also probably think they had made a lot of money.
Miao Wan also felt that it was unnecessary. Work doesn't have to be done with more people. For such a small stall, three adults and two children are more than enough to run it.
After asking Zhang Sanzhuang and the others how they did their work, Miao Wan knew where the problem lay.
She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Didn't I tell you before that customers can take whatever they want? The skewers come in different lengths, so we charge by the skewer."
Spicy skewers are only delicious if you choose them yourself.
"Goudan and Donkey Egg, keep an eye on the iron trough and fill in any missing pieces."
"Second brother will be in charge of serving the yogurt and barley tea. He will also watch out for those who have finished eating and need to pay, and have Uncle Geng collect the money."
"Third brother, your main task is to check for any deficiencies and fill any gaps. If a customer gets impatient or there are other emergencies, you will also be responsible for mediation, just like the owner of a restaurant. Five people are more than enough."
The word "shopkeeper" made Zhang Sanzhuang's eyes burn with excitement.
right!
He shouldn't have shouted himself hoarse in front of the stall. He should have used more brains, like the short and fat owner of the restaurant down the street.
Zhang Sanzhuang felt instantly filled with strength. "Awan is right. My arrangements were not thorough enough. This is only the first day. I will definitely make arrangements later. It won't be as chaotic as today."
"I believe in Third Brother. Mom said you are the smartest in the Zhang family." Miao Wan learned on the spot and imitated her father-in-law to praise Zhang Sanzhuang with a smile.
Without waiting for Zhang Sanzhuang to be modest, she patted the money box and said, "Share the money!"
Now others don’t care about being jealous anymore. Smart or not, everyone can get a share of the money, so why should we care about that?
Miao Wan discussed with Madam Zhang, "My sisters-in-law at home have worked hard preparing the food, and Donkey Egg and the two brothers have also worked hard entertaining the guests. I think they should be paid their wages, and the costs of the two families should also be deducted. We can split the rest in profit. Is that okay with you?"
Madam Zhang wanted to decline, but Qiao Shengwen smiled and said, "Awan, you've thought it through. We'll need to open a shop in the future, and even brothers need to settle accounts clearly. If the rules are clear, everyone will feel at ease."
Madam Zhang was more convinced than others that Qiao Shengwen, an official who had seen a saint, had such good faith that she immediately nodded, "Okay, then I'll listen to Awan."
Miao Wan was not afraid that her father-in-law had more prestige than her own. If she didn't rely on a big boss, as the Northwest dialect says, she would be a "spoon". As she made more and more money, she would not be afraid that her subordinates would be disobedient.
She was very good at mental arithmetic and could calculate the money clearly on the paper bought by Qiao Ruichen without using an abacus.
"The pork and offal cost 270 wen, the vegetables are homemade for 50 wen, the large ribs for 50 wen, and the soup costs 800 wen."
"There are six adults working in the Zhang family, plus Uncle Geng. Including Cui Ya and Qiao Ya, there are four children working. The adults earn thirty cents a day, which is two hundred and ten cents, and the children earn ten cents a day, which is forty cents."
"A total of 1,420 wen. The remaining 817 wen will be replaced by another 1 wen for Amada to collect the pigs and vegetables. Is it okay for Big Brother to keep the accounts? This way, the Zhang family will get 2 wen and the Qiao family will get 3 wen."
Zhang Sanzhuang could read, so he counted on his fingers for a long time before nodding, "No problem, Awan, you calculate the bills faster than the cashier of the restaurant down the street."
Miao Wan grinned. She was very quick with anything related to making money.
Madam Zhang was holding a heavy bag of more than three strings of cash, which, after deducting the money spent on shopping, was still more than 60% of the money she had spent before the festival. She was very happy.
When she got back, she told Dazhuang to keep good accounts and not let anyone fool Awan.
Anyone who dares to hinder her grandson's studies will be skinned alive.
For no apparent reason, several daughters-in-law of the Yu family felt a chill on the back of their necks.
However, after learning how much money was distributed, all the adults, except for the ignorant children, felt their hearts boiling with joy.
Especially when Madam Zhang said she wanted to save money to send her son to school, Yu and her three sisters-in-law were so happy that they almost jumped up.
What if some kid in the family works hard and passes the imperial examination to become a scholar or even a juren - oh, I dare not even think about it.
There was no need for Butcher Zhang and his wife to remind them again. The whole family was as excited as ever, and no one cared about taking advantage of the mother's family anymore.
In an era where everything is inferior except education, what could be more important than having a son who can read and write?
Sun was regretting it so much that he wanted to go back and slap himself a few times.
Her brother's brain was so bad that he couldn't even pass the examination for Tongsheng, which showed that the Sun family's bloodline was not as good as the Zhang family's.
Her three-year-old son is very smart. If the baby in her belly is also a baby, and one of them looks like his father, the one in the Zhang family most likely to succeed will be her son.
Sun didn't care about her big belly that was so big that she couldn't even see her toes. She ran to the kitchen to cook the milk she brought back and urged Zhang Sanzhuang to deliver it to the Qiao family.
Except for the young Qiao Rui, everyone in the Qiao family can read!
How narrow-minded she was in the past to take advantage of Awan's good temper. If she had been kind to Awan with all her heart, she would have had the nerve to ask the Qiao family to give her Tiedan enlightenment!
Fortunately, it’s not too late to be honest from now on!
Not only Sun thought so, but Madam Zhang also inspired the family members to set small goals, and they wanted to show their hearts to the Qiao family.
The Zhang family is very passionate about their empty promises, and the spicy skewers stall in Wa City is also very popular.
But after just three or five days, Zhang Sanzhuang had gotten used to the crowded tent, greeting guests in line with a smile, and chatting with them.
He also asked Miao Wan, "Now that everyone has calmed down, can we put the hand soap and soap back?"
After talking with her father-in-law that day, Miao Wan had a new idea. "You've just settled in. If you add these hot-selling items, I'm afraid you'll get into chaos again. Let's wait a little longer. When my husband comes back, the enthusiasm of the people in Tile City should have died down a bit. We can start the promotion then."
Zhang Sanzhuang didn't understand what promotion was, but he just listened to Miao Wan.
Since he didn't have to worry about anything else and he was taking care of the stall with ease, he had more energy to go to the restaurant on the street to show his filial piety.
Not to mention three times a day, at least he would go to the restaurant on the street once a day, rain or shine.
Every time they brought customers to the restaurant, they would speak well of it. Zhang Sanzhuang wanted to praise the restaurant on the entire street to the sky.
If a customer brings spicy skewers to the restaurant, he will even give the customer a few skewers.
Not only that, when he went there, he brought a bowl of spicy skewers for Boss Yu, his father-in-law, and even Chang Ze.
They are all enhanced premium versions with plenty of ingredients, served in food boxes lined with a small clay stove. Once opened, half the restaurant can smell the spicy and numbing aroma.
But it made the boss feel disgusted.
Even if Boss Yu could resist the temptation of the spicy skewers and wanted to scold Zhang Sanzhuang, this little bastard was slippery and ruthless. He always showed his filial piety in front of many people and never gave him a chance.
Boss Yu hinted to Sun Laohuo explicitly and implicitly to ask him to tell his son-in-law not to come.
As soon as Sun Laohuo said this, Zhang Sanzhuang opened his mouth and started crying, begging his father-in-law to let him fulfill his filial piety. Many guests watched with great interest, and many even praised Sanzhuang as a filial son.
Damn Xiaote’s legs!
It was unclear whether Sun Laohuo was unwilling to listen to Boss Yu or he couldn't bear to lose face, but he refused to speak again.
Seeing that the business of the spicy skewers stall was getting better and better day by day, Boss Yu seemed to hear the copper coins rushing from his pocket to the Zhang family, and he felt so heartbroken that nothing tasted good anymore.
He was so angry that he slammed the table in the main hall of the back house and yelled at Chang Ze: "Hurry up and eat, I'll give you two servings. If it's not enough, I'll ask someone to buy a few more. Just taste it quickly and find out how it's made!"
If Zhang Sanzhuang continues to be filial, he will soon be buried in a coffin because of his filial piety.
Chang Ze ate so hard that tears were about to fall. "Boss, the seasonings for the spicy skewers are all processed and even scalded with boiling oil. The aroma is too strong and mixed together. Apart from the dogwood and Sichuan peppercorns, I can't really taste anything else. Since the Zhang family is not afraid of us getting the soup, this is definitely not okay."
Even if it's okay, he has to say no. This fat guy doesn't want to eat it himself, so you force him to eat it all.
No matter how delicious the food is, one cannot stop eating it every day. Even if his stomach can bear it, his butt can’t!
Upon hearing this, Boss Yu's face darkened into a vicious expression. He looked at the sky outside, which was as dark as his face, and said, "I just don't believe it."
If they can’t taste the difference, the restaurant won’t be able to do this business, and then the Zhang family won’t be able to do it either!
While he was making these harsh remarks in his mind, Qiao Ruichen had just returned home from the military camp.
Miao Wan was pleasantly surprised to see him. "It's only the beginning of November. Didn't you just get back from your ten-day vacation?"
"From now on, your vacation will be on the first day of every ten days." Qiao Ruichen helped her into the house.
His father's injury had not yet healed, and his wife was almost seven months pregnant. Although he had bought three new servants, he still couldn't let them go.
So he used the money that Miao Wan gave him to support his health to buy a lot of wine and meat, and gave them to the soldiers in the same tent, and exchanged them with others for Xun Xiu.
But he never said what he did.
However, seeing Miao Wan's face full of surprise when she saw him, Qiao Ruichen was also very happy. It seemed that his wife missed him very much...
"Great! It's just in time that my husband is back. I was afraid you wouldn't be back until after the tenth day of the first lunar month. Dad and I are worried. If we wait any longer, we won't have enough soap and bar soap in the house.
Fortunately, you are back. Tomorrow morning, you can go to the stall with your second and third brothers. When you are done, they will give you money. You can take the milk tofu recipe and go find the people from Northern Mongolia. How much money our family can make in the future depends entirely on my husband! "
Miao Shiren grinned with his two rows of small white teeth, and in order to make the conscription of the men seem more natural and friendly, he called them "husband" in a particularly affectionate manner.
Qiao Ruichen: "..." It seems that his wife really misses him... to come back and work.
The author has something to say:
Spoon: It means fool in Northwestern dialect.
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Fu Lingluo's father was the personal guard of Prince Dingjiang. He died in a peach blossom forest ten miles away from Dingjiang City because he was not careful enough during his mission. His blood dyed the peach blossoms on the ground red.
The next day after her dodder-like mother saw the blood-stained peach blossoms, she followed her father on his journey with a cup of poisoned wine.
The twelve-year-old Fu Lingluo was taken into the palace and raised by Prince Dingjiang.
There is no hidden beauty in a golden house, no cultivated noble lady, and no secret love or affairs in the harem.
Prince Dingjiang was a descendant of a noble family. He was apathetic and decisive in killing people. Women were merely dispensable embellishments to him.
Fu Lingluo has always been a calm and unemotional person since she could remember. She can see through human nature and find her place accurately.
So she worked hard to become the most capable housekeeper beside Prince Dingjiang.
It was like the prince's bedroom curtains were fluttering, and she was outside urging the servants to boil more water.
She was very satisfied with the status she had worked hard to earn. She only planned to wait until Prince Dingjiang had a princess, then use the annual salary and rewards she had received over the years to buy a house, raise a few boys to serve her, and retire to the countryside comfortably.
The plan was very good, but he didn't expect that Prince Dingjiang would get tired of the cosmetics in the harem before he even got married.
She had never expected that Prince Dingjiang, who disliked the messy and fragrant backyard, would look at her thoughtfully.
Selfish and cold beauty*Dark and paranoid boss
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