The next day, Qiao Ruichen left very early. Miao Wan thought that she had a lot of things to do in the next few days, so she struggled to get out of bed. She also wanted to see Qiao Bailao off and show off her good daughter-in-law in front of her parents-in-law.
Who would have thought that Qiao Bailao would get up earlier than the chickens and leave early.
"Did my husband sleep last night?" Miao Wan held Taotao in her arms and fed him in a daze. She couldn't help yawning after asking.
It was still dark outside and she didn't hear any sound.
Geng also felt sorry for her son. "He got up in the middle of the night. He had just left when I heard the noise, and he didn't ask me or your father to see you off. If I had known, I would have asked him to bring you back yesterday afternoon and then leave. At least he could have had a good night's sleep."
After saying this, Geng looked at her daughter-in-law calmly. "I guess he wants to spend more time with you two, but Ruichen has always been too shy to speak out."
Miao Wan hummed softly twice.
Geng turned around and sat down, combing her hair in front of the mirror by candlelight, wanting to say a few more words on behalf of her son.
"Although your father and I decided to marry you two, Ruichen still has you and your mother in his heart. It's hard to say, but our family doesn't have the rule of taking concubines. Since your father-in-law and grandfather's generation, no one has changed their wives. Even if they became widowers, they still raised their children by themselves."
Miao Wan continued to hum.
"So you should treat me and your father-in-law as your real parents. You don't need a family like the Marquis of Jingyang's. Ruichen will never let you down. In the future, you should take good care of yourself and have more children to make our family more lively."
Miao Wan still said "hmm".
After Geng finished combing her hair, she turned around and found Miao Wan half leaning on the pillow, her chin pointing to her chest, and she had fallen asleep again.
Taotao was originally lying in his mother's arms. As he slowly slid down, he still refused to give up breastfeeding. He raised his chin and grabbed his mother's clothes tightly, and was still trying to swallow. It can be said that he had a difficult breastfeeding life.
Geng: "..." She didn't need to bother with the young couple.
Miao Wan got up quickly after it was completely light. She hadn't eaten much of her meal. Anyway, there was plenty of food in the restaurant. Since it was closed today, she didn't have to worry about competing with other customers. She could eat slowly later.
Geng was afraid that Miao Wan would eat too much food that would make her upset, so she forced her to drink an extra bowl of porridge before asking Zhang Sanzhuang, who had been waiting there, to drive the carriage and take them to the dental clinic.
Miao Wan didn't forget to ask, "Aunt Geng, can you sew the suspenders I mentioned yesterday this morning?"
Aunt Geng was quite good at sewing, and she smiled when she heard that. "Don't worry, I could have finished it last night. I was worried about the straps being too tight for Taotao, so I stuffed them with extra cotton and sewed them wider. I'm sure it'll be ready in time for you guys."
Miao Wan nodded, "It's warm today. After you sew it, if Taotao wakes up and comes looking for me, you can take her to Zhang's house to see if Third Sister-in-law needs one."
After going out, Zhang Sanzhuang and Zhang Erzhuang sat on the shaft of the cart to drive it.
Zhang Erzhuang was going to harvest beans. The bean dregs left over from making tofu at home could be used to make bean dregs cakes, which were more delicious than sorghum buns and had a grassy aroma.
Although you can't eat too much of this thing, as it will cause heartburn and flatulence, if you feed it to pigs, they will learn to fight for food.
Now, for Zhang Erzhuang and his wife, nothing is more important than the dozen or so piglets in the pigpen. They can't even take care of their three little boys.
As long as these dozen piglets can grow up to half-age without any problems, we can collect more piglets.
The Yahang is close to the tile market, but it is at the southernmost end of the market, facing the street on the north side of the market. It is quite far to walk there, but it only takes an incense stick of time to drive a mule cart.
Zhang Sanzhuang, who had been very silent since yesterday, didn't have much time to dwell on it. When he was almost at Wa City, he leaned against the mule cart and whispered, "Awan, what should we do with those two...Brother Ruichen?"
Miao Wan didn't even think about it. "I've left it all to my husband. Of course, he has the final say. We don't have to worry about it."
In fact, Miao Wan had thought that people who betrayed their masters, stole prescriptions, and even almost poisoned their families would be sentenced to life imprisonment in the future. She only knew that Qiao Ruichen was a guardian and would not harm his family.
She would not judge Qiao Ruichen by the standards of later generations. She would not dare to ask him to fight and kill. Since her child's father took the initiative to take over this matter, she could only applaud.
If Qiao Ruichen wanted to tell them, he would naturally tell them. If he didn't say it, it proved that they didn't need to know.
Zhang Sanzhuang was silent for a while, looked at his second brother, but he was too embarrassed to ask the questions in his heart.
He didn't know whether he was suitable to be a shopkeeper.
When he set up the stall in Wa City, his second brother and Uncle Geng were there, and Miao Wan also asked about it every day. At the beginning, he was responsible for greeting diners, and he was cautious in everything, and all he received were surprises.
Later, when Miao Wan gave birth to a baby, her second brother and even the family members unconsciously put him in a decision-making position because he became the shopkeeper, but he almost caused a big mess.
Maybe he's just suitable to be a buddy?
The reason why the human traffickers were located at the southernmost end of Wa City, outside the Nanfangkou of Wa City, was because they were afraid that the slaves would escape, so the courtyard walls were very high and there were some iron sheets stuck on them.
After getting off the car, Miao Wan whispered to Geng, "Mom, after we finish the restaurant business in a few days, have Am invite the Lin family over. When we build our house, we can make the walls like this and put some iron sheets on the roof so we don't have to worry about anyone breaking in."
Geng was a little surprised. "With such a high wall, wouldn't it attract thieves?"
The people in the northwest are tough and those who can engage in the slave trade in Xining Town for a long time should not be underestimated. They can even defend themselves against a blue brick and tile wall more than three meters high.
If ordinary people build their houses like this, it will tell thieves that we have good things at home. Thieves can't get into the house and may do bad things outside.
Miao Wan and Geng walked in accompanied by two strong men. "It can be lowered. We must have these iron pieces."
She just doesn't know how to make glass. If she had known she would travel through time, she would have definitely studied physics and chemistry thoroughly instead of studying public relations.
After entering, the trafficker recognized Geng immediately and approached with a smile, "Madam, are you looking to buy someone again? I heard that Jufu Restaurant is making a lot of money, so I guess the staff are too busy to handle it. We just happened to have some good goods delivered, so we'd like to bring them out for you to see."
Miao Wan frowned. Although she followed the local customs, she was still not used to the idea of treating people as commodities, and the other party was inevitably too well-informed.
Geng was more restrained than she was, and only smiled faintly, "Then call them all out. They are all doing errands for Mr. Wuliangha. I got this job because I have a little more experience living in the capital. I'll have to ask for your help."
The swarthy trafficker glanced at the young woman with a strange white cloth covering her face, smiled even more innocently, and shouted inside, "Hurry up and pull out the good stuff."
"It just so happened that Xiping County sent over a few Kunlun slaves and Bodhisattva Barbarians a few days ago. These are valuable goods that only the rich and powerful can use. If you have a lot of people to choose from today, I'll give you one of the ones you like."
Miao Wan was a little curious when she heard about Kunlun Slave. She had only seen it in movies before. As for what Bodhisattva Man was, she had never heard of it. Isn’t this the name of a tune?
The original body was tortured by her stepmother. Except for visiting her maternal family's home a few times since she was a child, she was rarely asked to go out. After she got married, she never went out of the Qiao family. Neither the Jingyang Earl's Mansion nor the Qiao family had such servants. She had never seen one before.
After everyone was pulled out, she discovered that this Kunlun slave was different from Zhang Moujian. He was dark and strong, but a little shorter.
As for Bodhisattva Man, he has very white skin and deep eye sockets, like someone from the Western Regions, but he is not very good-looking.
The others were mostly Han people from all over Dayue, mostly from the northwest. They looked a lot like waiters in restaurants. Both men and women were mostly strong and had deep plateau red on their cheeks.
"What do you think?"
Geng looked at Miao Wan. Miao Wan was not afraid of the situation and seemed more generous than the Zhang Sanzhuang brothers.
She is indeed... ahem, very timid when she should be timid, but when it comes to making money and spending money, she is not hesitant at all. According to Zhang Sanzhuang, as long as she has money, her courage will be piqued.
"Is there anyone who is good at farming?" Miao Wan asked.
She asked the remaining eight people, including some in the kitchen. They all knew how to do farm work, but they were not experienced in the field. When asked about pest control, they were not as good as her, a half-baked one.
The human trafficker was stunned. Isn’t this a restaurant?
He flipped through the booklet. "There are indeed a few, but they are a bit older. Oh, and this Kunlun slave knows how to farm and works very well."
Nowadays, Kunlun slaves and Bodhisattva barbarians are only for the nobles. These few were obtained from human traffickers because they were not good-looking, so the nobles looked down on them and picked them up. No one in the northwest was willing to buy them, so they have been stuck in their hands for a while.
Miao Wan took a look subconsciously and saw that there were three Bodhisattva Barbarians and only one Kunlun Slave.
He does look a bit scary, with only his eyes clearly black and white, looking very young. There is only fear in his eyes, not numbness, so he should be young.
As for the other few who know how to farm, they are all older and seem a bit out of place among the young people.
Geng mouthed the word "being resold", and Miao Wan understood.
She asked a few questions, picked out two with clear eyes, and then glanced at the Kunlun slave.
I happened to meet his watery eyes that were cautious but full of expectation and desire. At that moment, it was a bit like when Taotao was looking for his mother.
Miao Wan moved her fingers, and her heart softened as a new mother.
For the restaurant work, she picked eight young men who were somewhat literate. After asking them a few more questions, they seemed to be more willing to speak.
She didn't rush to get the Kunlun slaves, but only asked the trafficker, "How much silver do you want for these?"
"Two older ones are cheaper. The death contract only costs one guan of money per person."
Zhang Sanzhuang became excited. This must be too expensive. He heard from his sister-in-law that Awan spent money lavishly, so he had to be the one to bargain.
After all, he has done a lot of shopping in the past few months, and at least he is good at bargaining.
But just as he took a step forward, Miao Wan slapped him, "Five hundred coins, young man, you only sold us one string of coins, uncle, you also sold us one string of coins, then in the future when you go to our restaurant to eat, our big skewers and big pots of meat will also give you double the price."
Human trafficker: "...Just as you say, but literate people are really expensive, five strings of cash per person."
"Two strings of cash, five hundred coins. You agreed to cut it in half just now, but I'm sure you asked for too much. Please be more honest. I'll give in. Three strings of cash is not enough. Please calculate the total. I'm in a hurry."
Human trafficker: “…” How can you bargain like that?
Miao Wan calculated, "Twenty-one taels of silver, right? I won't bargain with you. This is your first visit, so you must show some appreciation. I won't be polite with you. Just give me the Kunlun slave."
Human trafficker: "..." You really didn't bargain, you are trying to kill me.
Zhang Sanzhuang: "..." It's not that Awan doesn't know how to bargain, it's just that her bargaining sounds a bit annoying and she can easily be kicked out.
The trafficker wiped his face and said, "Young lady, at least let us make some money. I can give you a Bodhisattva Man for twenty-one taels. Kunlun slaves in the city start at at least five strings of cash, and many are more than ten or twenty strings each. The price you offer is too low. If we lose too much, we won't be able to explain it to our boss."
Miao Wan snorted in her heart, these were all looted, and you still have the nerve to say it was a huge loss, do you have the cost?
She may not bargain for the quality of food, clothing, housing and transportation, but when it comes to buying people, the lower the price, the better. The money saved can be given to the bought employees, so that they won't be cheapened by human traffickers.
She was wearing a mask, and only her eyes were curved into a smile. "If it sells, will you recommend it to ordinary people like us? I bought ten at the beginning of the year, and now I'm buying ten more. How do you know I won't buy again in a while? I'm considered a valued customer, right? We restaurants even have VIP discounts."
Human trafficker: Waiwaipi? What does that mean?
"But what we have given you is..."
Miao Wan didn't give him a chance to finish. "Look at your brick and tile house, look at your high courtyard wall. The garrison's courtyard wall isn't even as high as yours. We're all businessmen. It's like cooking. I provide the chicken, and you should at least provide the sauce, right?"
Human trafficker: You come to me to buy things, and you want me to pay for it?
Miao Wan took another step back and said, "If you don't want to give it to me, you can give me ten people for the twenty taels. But this is just a one-time deal. Later, I will ask Master Wuliangha to send a few servants to escort us to the county town to buy it."
Human trafficker: “…”
After going out, Zhang Sanzhuang looked at the eleven people following the car and became even more confused. He was not as good as Miao Wan in bargaining. Was he really suitable to be the shopkeeper?
After arriving at the restaurant, Zhang Sanzhuang couldn't help but ask this question.
Miao Wan probably understood Zhang Sanzhuang's feelings. "It doesn't matter. This is your first time as a shopkeeper, and this is my first time as a boss. We can both learn slowly. No one is born knowing how to work. I promise that in three days, you will definitely be a good shopkeeper."
Zhang Sanzhuang: "..." Listen, it sounds a bit scary. What's going on?
When Miao Wan opened a pig farm, most of the employees she employed were fellow villagers.
Many of the villagers who raised her since she was a child, sharing meals with her family and clothes with her family, actually don’t know many words and have no idea about scientific pig farming.
It is impossible to force them, but asking them to study and learn is also wishful thinking.
It just so happened that at that time Miao Wan watched a documentary about the National Day military parade in the Flower-growing Country. Even in the disciplined army, not every soldier could march in step in unison. They were all separated and trained repeatedly day and night.
So she broke down all the links in the pig farm, and then asked the village chief to arrange team leaders, and let the villagers practice repeatedly every day, charging accordingly, so that they could form muscle memory of scientific pig farming, so that they would not make mistakes easily.
The uncles and aunts were all happy to take the money. Later, one aunt said, "When I got home, I unconsciously took care of my grandson like a pig farmer. Don't tell me, he's grown stronger than a piglet."
Miao Wan laughed so hard at that time, but now she thinks that it should be a one-size-fits-all approach, and the same method can be used to train waiters.
The entire restaurant actually consists of three areas: the lobby, the kitchen, and the kang room.
There are three jobs that need to be done in the lobby: serving guests waiting in line, taking orders and serving food to guests, and clearing and turning tables.
The kitchen can also be divided into three parts: preparing ingredients, cooking, and hygiene.
The work in the kang room is rather trivial and can be divided into three parts according to the broad categories: taking orders for guests, serving guests during meals, and cleaning the kang room and turning the tables.
Miao Wan had already written many of these things clearly in the booklet she gave to Zhang Sanzhuang. All he had to do was practice repeatedly, and his wages would be calculated based on the number of times he passed the test. The servants who were bought back didn't care about the nervousness of the new environment and immediately stood up.
As for Zhang Sanzhuang, Miao Wan had also arranged things for him. "Dad said that if you read a book a hundred times, its meaning will become clear. This is the shopkeeper strategy that Dad specially customized for you. Three days is enough time for you to copy it ten times. Once you finish copying it, you will definitely not doubt yourself anymore. Third brother, I believe in you."
She placed the booklet written by Qiao Shengwen in front of Zhang Sanzhuang.
Zhang Sanzhuang: "..." He didn't have time to doubt himself until he finished copying.
Ten times? Are you a devil?
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