After hearing this question, Su Qingluan almost wanted to roll her eyes: How did she know whether there was any "Preface to the Poems Composed at the Orchid Pavilion" in this time and space?
So, not wanting to take the title of the Saint of Calligraphy, she had to stammer and explain that the book she had read was incomplete and not very neat, and it had been too long since she had read it, so she had forgotten what it was called or where she had seen it.
"Actually, I had a high fever before," Su Qingluan pointed to her head and used the amnesia technique, "I forgot a lot of things."
As soon as the word "high fever" was mentioned, Manager Liang immediately showed an expression of pity and "sudden enlightenment" and did not ask any more questions.
However, Su Qingluan felt a little toothache...high fever and amnesia, it was simply a panacea.
Later, when Lu San and his group left Hongfulou, Manager Liang went to apologize with a smile, while Su Qingluan slipped away.
Although most of the day was a bit chaotic and rushed, at least the purpose of purchasing stationery was achieved.
And it didn't cost any money.
Su Guangfu and his wife were stunned to see their eldest daughter carrying all kinds of stationery in large and small bags, and even having a boy following her to help her carry the things.
Skinny Monkey jokingly said, "Hey, Miss Su, are you trying to rob Mo Xuan's shop?"
Yang's worries were more practical. She whispered in Su Qingluan's ear, "How much money will these paper, pens, and inkstones cost?" Even if she never bought these things, she knew that these things were not cheap.
"It's okay, these are all given to me by Manager Liang." Su Qingluan explained with a smile.
Yang didn't smile when she heard this, as if she had gotten a free gift. Instead, she asked seriously, "Why did Manager Liang give you so many things for no reason? There's no such thing as a free gift in this world!"
Su Qingluan smiled and comforted her mother: "It's okay, there are some reasons for this, we'll talk about it when we get home."
Seeing her daughter's frank expression, Yang stopped asking questions. After the clerk helped put the stationery in a safe corner behind him, she continued to set up her stall and sell wraps.
After returning home that day, the two children were really happy for a long time when they saw so many new pens, inks, paper and inkstones.
After they have back pain and wrist cramps from practicing calligraphy and find these stationery items "ugly", they will no longer be happy about the four treasures of the study.
A few days later, Manager Liang sent his clerk to tell Su Qingluan that the first month's dividends had been distributed and were waiting for Su Qingluan to collect them.
Su Qingluan followed the waiter to Hongfulou, but found that the entire restaurant had a... festive atmosphere with lights and decorations.
The pillars in the restaurant's first-floor lobby were freshly painted, exquisite decorations were hung everywhere, and even the names of the wines on the jars were rewritten with red gold-sprinkled paper.
Su Qingluan looked around like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, overwhelmed. She curiously asked the young man leading the way, "Young man, is there any happy event in Hongfu Tower?"
"Madam Su," the young man in front said with a smile, "it's not a happy event, but it's already the fourth day of the seventh month."
Seeing Su Qingluan still looking confused, the waiter said in surprise, "Young lady, don't you know? In three days, it will be the Qixi Festival!"
When Su Qingluan heard this, she immediately showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.
This scene happened to be heard by the shopkeeper Liang who came out to greet them. He laughed and sighed, "My dear niece, you are busy, so it's normal that you didn't remember this festival."
Su Qingluan patted her head and said, "I've been too confused."
Qixi Festival is a big day, but Su Qingluan did not have any romantic ideas about meeting a handsome man. She was thinking that with such a big festival as Qixi Festival, the possibility of men, women, young and old who do not often go out together traveling will be greatly increased.
In this case, why not take this opportunity to launch a "Couples' Qixi Festival Package" or something like that, wouldn't that make another fortune?
Anyway, Hongfulou now has a "takeaway window", so if that doesn't work, it would be nice to let the guys solicit customers on the street nearby.
Thinking of this, Su Qingluan expressed her idea, which made Manager Liang burst into laughter.
Su Qingluan frowned:...Where's the funny part?
After Shopkeeper Liang had laughed enough, he sighed, "This is the first time I, your uncle Liang, have seen such a young lady trying to make money on the Qixi Festival."
Su Qingluan curled her lips: "Making money is the real business..."
It's not that she didn't understand what Manager Liang meant, but she was short of money right now and really had no time to think about anything romantic.
As a businessman, Manager Liang really liked Su Qingluan's idea of seeing every opportunity as a business opportunity, so he said, "I've taken note of your idea, niece. I'll discuss it with you today to see if you have any ideas."
Su Qingluan also nodded, saying that she would think of some ideas when she returned and would exchange opinions tomorrow.
There are still three days left. Although the situation is tight, there is still room for negotiation.
As he was speaking, the waiter had already brought over the accounts and dividends calculated according to the share.
Manager Liang pointed to a thick stack of account books and said, "This is the income and expenditure of my restaurant for this month. My dear niece, please feel free to check it out." He then pointed to a purse on the other side and said, "This is the dividend from the fish soup and thousand-thread rolls this month. Excluding the amount paid in advance, the total is 69 taels and 132 wen."
He added, "I exchanged all the money that was over one ounce for silver notes. The rest I strung together and placed in the lake green saddlebag next to me."
Seeing Su Qingluan's confusion, Manager Liang explained, "The dividends were so high last time because many people tried the fish soup for fun. The same goes for the Thousand Silk Rolls. Besides, there was a week-long trial offer for the Thousand Silk Rolls, so the net profit wasn't that much."
Su Qingluan understood that it was just like when many new stores opened, customers would flock in for a few days, but over time, the customer flow would stabilize at a relatively fixed level - and this level would definitely be significantly lower than the initial peak of customer flow.
Therefore, although the fish soup was initially divided into as much as thirty taels, in the long run, the income will definitely gradually decrease to a relatively stable state.
Su Qingluan had also paid attention to Hongfulou's customer base and customer flow, and estimated how much she could get - which was not much different from the share she received today.
Moreover, as customer flow stabilizes and people become "aesthetically fatigued" with new dishes, my share of the revenue should decline further.
"It seems that in order to attract more customers, I have to work hard to research more new dishes." Su Qingluan sighed.
Shopkeeper Liang shook his head: "Even if we can attract customers for a while, this is just a small county town after all, with only tens of thousands of people, and the customer flow is limited."
Su Qingluan laughed and said, "Oh? Is Uncle Liang suggesting that I abandon Hongfu Tower?"
Shopkeeper Liang sighed, "Of course I hope my niece can help my small restaurant for a long time, but I also know that it would be a waste of her talent to work here."
Su Qingluan burst out laughing: "I never knew that Uncle Liang thought I was such a capable person?"
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