Jiayin wasn't stingy, so she directly instructed the waiter to order a table of food from Xiankelai Restaurant, so that Manager Peng and Chen Xi could treat everyone in the shop to a good meal to celebrate the successful start.
As for the end of the month, there will definitely be bonuses in addition to wages.
Having a generous master is the good fortune of all servants.
From Manager Peng to the young waiter, everyone happily agreed, beaming with joy.
Just as the family was leaving, Lord Hou and Mr. Wen arrived together.
It turns out they were also thinking about Jiayin's shop opening today and came to check it out.
Hearing that the shop had sold out, and seeing the chubby girl's smug little face, the Marquis and Mr. Wen were also happy, and they all took a carriage back to Suijintan.
At this time, it was just past noon, and Suijintan was still busy.
Everyone in the new village, young and old, along with those from the second village, except for those on necessary patrols, went up the mountain to pick fruit.
To avoid chaos caused by outsiders entering the village, all the fruit merchants they contacted took a detour from Xiaowangzhuang to the outside of the hot spring valley via a small road.
So, when the group arrived at the village, it was quiet everywhere.
Jiayin ate a bellyful of snacks but didn't feel hungry, so she simply led the pony to graze outside the village.
The little horse was the one that Li Laosi brought back for Jiayin's birthday.
Because of its reddish fur, it was named Xiao Hong (Little Red).
The little fox was the most mischievous. It would suddenly appear from nowhere, perch on Little Red's back, and wag its big tail.
Little Red has a good temper and doesn't hold it against it. It affectionately rubs against Jiayin's hand, begging for food.
Jiayin secretly picked a fruit from the space and fed it to the little red horse. The happy little red horse turned its lips and ate it very quickly.
On his way back, the Marquis stopped to check on the noodle workshop and the quarters of the wounded soldiers in the second village. When he returned, he saw the chubby girl and the little fox together. This strange combination made him laugh.
He led the pony to the riverbank and taught Jiayin how to wash its fur.
The river water was a bit cool in autumn, but it shimmered beautifully in the sunlight.
A wounded soldier, missing half an arm and a leg, came to the river to wash himself with crutches. He was very happy to see the Marquis there and stepped forward to pay his respects.
The Marquis gestured for him to sit on the large rock, then asked a few simple questions, "Is there anything you're not used to about staying here?"
"No, my lord!" The wounded soldier was very excited and quickly said, "Living in a new house every day, sleeping on a warm kang, and eating on time, I feel like I'm turning into a fat pig."
"Now we're just hoping the workshop will start working soon, otherwise we'll feel really uneasy, it'll just be a waste of food!"
The Marquis smiled, patted the little red horse, and said, "Don't worry, once the village finishes picking the fruit, we'll set up a noodle workshop for you. Don't spend your wages recklessly."
"If I have the chance, I'll send someone to the poor south to find women who are willing to get married. Then you can also get married, and your later years will be more stable."
The wounded soldier was very excited and replied with a flushed face, "I will follow your orders, Lord Marquis."
After exchanging a few casual words, the wounded soldier withdrew.
Perhaps seeing a glimmer of hope for the future, he walked very fast, leaning on his crutch with his one crippled hand!
Jiayin tugged at the little fox's tail and said to the Marquis, "Father, I also know some ways to make vermicelli from potatoes. When we have more potatoes next year, we can open another workshop and take in more people."
The Marquis shook the water droplets off his hands, smiled, and ruffled her hair. Finally, he sighed softly and said, "This should have been a matter of the imperial court, but now it has fallen on your Broken Gold Beach. Those civil and military officials are nothing but good-for-nothings!"
Not wanting her godfather to be angry, Jiayin quickly said, "Isn't my dad training those new recruits? They'll suffer, and they'll definitely tell their families. Then they'll all know how tough it is to be a soldier."
The Marquis smiled but remained silent. If it were that easy, he wouldn't be stuck in the new capital every day, haggling with various government offices...
The next day, Jiayin didn't let her grandmother and mother accompany her, but only took Granny He and Shuiling to Baiyunjian.
Having learned from yesterday's experience, the shop is preparing to stock up on twice as much today as it did yesterday.
But the place was still packed when it opened, with customers almost breaking down the threshold.
Many of the customers who bought yesterday were repeat customers. They took the cakes and snacks home, and the elderly and children loved them. Today, they were urged to come back and buy some more.
Some people even came to see what was new and try something new after hearing the news.
Guests also started arriving on the second floor, and all four private rooms were full.
One private room was occupied by several young men, while the other three private rooms were occupied by women and young girls.
Yesterday, Shui Ling and Shui Yun helped greet the guests, but today it feels a bit inconvenient to have the waiter take care of the female guests again.
Manager Peng was in a dilemma when, just then, good news arrived.
Jiayin also felt that she had not considered things carefully, so she immediately asked Shuiling to go to the Marquis's mansion to find the head steward and temporarily transfer two maids over to help.
The young maid was very clever and immediately threw herself into her work, asking questions whenever she didn't understand something, and quickly took care of the second floor.
Manager Peng was envious and speechless, but he knew that this was a loan. He still needed to find more people and train them quickly so that he could replace the old man.
As the shop has just opened, it's inevitable that there will be some minor problems here and there.
Manager Peng was experienced, and Chen Xi and others were willing to put in the hard work, which made up for most of the losses.
If that really can't be resolved, there's always Jiayin, the employer.
So, I managed to get through the second day without any problems.
Once customers enter the shop, they rarely leave empty-handed because of the novelty.
Of course, many people linger in front of the door for even longer, some even staring at the plaque until their necks ache...
"It truly is the Emperor's calligraphy!"
"Yes, I also thought it was just ignorant women spreading rumors, but I never expected it to be true..."
Two middle-aged men stood in front of the door, whispering among themselves, their expressions showing some disapproval.
They were imperial censors in the court, with the power to report matters based on hearsay.
They initially thought that someone was spreading rumors about a new shop to promote it, and they wanted to catch them in the act to demonstrate their worth.
Who would have thought that the Emperor would actually bestow a plaque upon a small pastry shop, and that the Emperor himself... even participated in its management?
Should we report this to the emperor?
Should we say that the emperor is competing with the people for profit, and remind the emperor to be careful with his words and actions?
They couldn't help but touch their necks and immediately dismissed the idea.
Although the imperial court moved to the new capital and lost half of the country, the emperor seized the opportunity to gain military power and, through the Marquis of Xinting, firmly held onto it, acting much more forcefully than before.
The Emperor may not be able to deal with certain people, but it would be too easy to take action against these two talkative censors!
The two exchanged a glance and gave each other an awkward smile.
"Um...the new pastries look really sweet, should I buy some to take home and appease the kids?"
"Okay, okay, me too, I'll buy some for my grandson."
The two went into the shop, each spent a few taels of silver, and then they parted ways.
Manager Peng and his colleagues had seen this situation many times, but they didn't have time to pay much attention to it.
Jiayin remembered that the Jia family was coming to visit the next day, so she closed the shop in the afternoon. She asked the chef to fry some more potato chips and popcorn, and then took them home...
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