Su Huaiyue walked forward, picked up an embroidery piece, and introduced it to the merchants: "Most of these embroiderers have never been exposed to embroidery before. They have made such progress in such a short period of time. It all depends on their own diligence and talent."
Finally, everyone came to the food area.
As soon as I got closer, the aroma hit my nose, and the table was filled with delicious dishes.
A restaurant owner was the first to pick up his chopsticks and tasted the braised pork. His eyes lit up instantly, "This tastes amazing! The meat is stewed to perfection, tender and flavorful, fatty but not greasy. It's even better than what the chef at my restaurant makes."
Another vendor also took a chopstick of sweet and sour carp and praised it highly: "The fish is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sweet and sour, and the cooking time is just right. I never thought I could eat such a delicious dish here."
Other merchants also started to taste the food, and for a while, the food area was filled with exclamations of praise.
Su Huaiyue smiled and said, "These delicacies are all made by the refugees based on the characteristics of their hometowns and the cooking techniques they have learned during this period. Every dish is full of their love for life and their expectations for the future."
The merchants nodded in agreement, gaining a deeper understanding of the refugees' craftsmanship and hard work, and their willingness to cooperate grew stronger.
Taking advantage of the merchants' high spirits, Su Huaiyue walked up to the display stand, cleared his throat, and said, "Boss, as you can all see, the refugees' craftsmanship is no less impressive. We propose a collaboration, such as having the refugees provide you with semi-finished products, or become apprentices. This will not only solve their livelihood problems, but also save costs and increase profits for you."
The merchants below the stage began to whisper among themselves. A silk shop owner was the first to speak up, "This embroidery work is indeed excellent. If we can form a long-term partnership to supply handkerchiefs, sachets, and the like, we'd consider it."
Then, a restaurant owner also said: "The dishes made by these chefs are delicious. If they can come to help my restaurant, my business will definitely be more prosperous."
Seeing this, other merchants also expressed their intention to cooperate.
"However..." The silk shop owner suddenly changed the subject, "If we want a long-term partnership, we must provide the embroidery patterns. Otherwise, if the patterns of different shops are mixed together, it will easily mess up the market price."
"That's exactly what's going on." The rouge shop owner gently waved a sandalwood fan and spoke slowly, "Besides, these embroiderers have only been learning their craft for a short time. If there are any flaws in their embroidery, it will be troublesome..."
"The concerns of the shopkeepers are understandable." Su Huaiyue looked calm as she untied the pouch at her waist and poured out several exquisite silver bells. "These are the amulets that the embroiderers embroidered during their practice a few days ago. The bells inside were specially customized by the Wei family blacksmith shop. You may wish to take a closer look at the engravings on the bells."
Several merchants came closer and took a closer look. They saw that the word "Youzhou" was clearly engraved on the copper piece the size of a grain of rice. Every stroke was clearly visible without any blur.
"Excellent craftsmanship!" the pawnshop owner couldn't help but hold up his peep show and exclaimed in amazement. "Just looking at this level of micro-carving, even the experienced masters in the capital would be ashamed and admit defeat!"
Su Huaiyue smiled and pointed at the hunchbacked old man busy at the spinning wheel, introducing him, "This Mr. Zhao was originally a top carver at the Gold and Jade Workshop in Luoyang. Unfortunately, he injured his right hand during the war and ended up here. If you trust him, you may give him your designs to make a pattern, and then the embroiderers will start mass-producing the embroidery."
At this moment, Jing Zhiwan stepped forward, holding a stack of contracts and saying, "This is the contract drawn up according to Sister Su's suggestion. You will provide the embroidery patterns for the first three months. After that, we will release three new styles every month. For the best-selling style, we will give half of the profit to the designer."
The merchants passed the contract around, excitement gradually glittering in their eyes.
The rouge shop owner was the first to lose his temper and pointed to the clause at the end of the contract and asked, "This guaranteed purchase clause..."
"This is to reassure you all." Wei Che approached with long strides, his black cloak still stained with sawdust. He looked like he had just come from a workshop. "The Wei family is willing to act as a guarantor for all merchants who sign contracts. If the embroidery is unsold within three months, the Wei family will buy it back at 70% of the market price."
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar.
In just a few months, the Wei family has firmly established its foothold in Youzhou City and has sufficient credibility and strength.
The silk shop owner couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh: "With Master Wei guaranteeing me, I have nothing to worry about!"
As he said this, he snatched the brush and pressed his fingerprints heavily on the deed.
At this moment, a strange and tempting aroma suddenly wafted from the food area.
I saw about twenty children coming in one after another, holding bamboo baskets in their hands.
In each bamboo basket, there is a green bamboo tube, the mouth of which is tightly sealed by lotus leaves. You can vaguely see bits of diced bacon dotted between the crystal clear rice grains.
"This is..." The restaurant owner opened the bamboo tube with curiosity, and in an instant, hot air carrying the fragrance of rice dumplings blew towards him.
The rice grains have fully absorbed the fat from the bacon, and in the morning light, they have a charming amber luster.
Wei Yunrou walked forward with a sweet smile on her face and introduced: "This is the 'Eight Directions Wealth Tube' that my sister-in-law taught us to make. It is made by steaming eight kinds of wild delicacies with glutinous rice.
My sister said that from now on, on the eighth day of every month, the resettlement site will supply this dish to restaurants to bring good luck and fortune.
"Brilliant!" The owner of Zuixianlou slammed his hand on the table and exclaimed, "I was just worrying about what to choose as the first dish for the Double Ninth Festival banquet. This bamboo tube not only has a beautiful meaning, but it can also be used as a pen holder after eating. Miss Su, I'll buy this recipe!"
Su Huaiyue gently pushed the lame boy hiding behind the crowd to the front and said, "This is Xiaochuan, who came up with the idea of using pine needles to smoke bacon. It's up to him to decide how to deal with this recipe."
The boy's face flushed crimson instantly, and he stammered, "If, if the boss is willing to take my mother in as a kitchen helper, this, this recipe... the recipe is free!"
The merchants looked at each other, and then burst into good-natured laughter.
The shop owner wiped his eyes with his hand and said with emotion, "What a filial child! My shop is in need of a medicine pounder. Let your mother come to work tomorrow."
Just when the atmosphere was extremely lively, a burst of hurried horse hooves sounds came quickly from far away.
Jing Fangchun's personal guard jumped off his horse, walked quickly to his side, and whispered a few words in his ear.
In an instant, Jing Fangchun's expression became serious.
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