Chapter 288 The Truth About the Uncles' Survival
"Greetings, Miss Lianyin. I am Zhaozhao's second uncle, Xu Yinan. May I ask if the master is here?"
Xu Yinan ignored the expression on Lian Yin's face and politely introduced himself.
Lianyin composed herself and cleared her throat.
"Come with me."
She turned around, revealing two swords.
Whoa! A female swordswoman with dual blades!
Xu Yinan looked at his little niece in surprise.
"Sister Lianyin is amazing! She even helped me when I went to Fengyun City!"
Yun Zhao leaned on Xu Yinan's shoulder to explain.
When Xu Yinan met Young Master Jun, he was surprised once again.
The owner of Tingyu Pavilion is actually a young man?
The young master was dressed in a crescent-white robe, the finest silk making his figure appear tall and slender.
He wore a black iron mask and his black hair was tied up with a jade crown.
Upon seeing the two, he merely nodded slightly, displaying an astonishing aura.
If Yun Zhao didn't know, he really wouldn't be able to tell that Young Master Jun is a boy of only twelve years old.
It seems that Wei Jingchen deliberately concealed his identity by binding his hair with a crown.
"Young master, this is Miss Yun Zhao's second maternal uncle, Young Master Xu."
After Lianyin finished her introduction, she stood beside Young Master Jun, placing her hands on the twin swords.
"Young Master Xu, Miss Yun Zhao, we meet again."
Young Master Jun feigned aloofness, nodding slightly to signal the two to sit down.
"Young Master Jun."
Xu Yinan put his niece down and was about to show her the Ice Mirror when he saw Yun Zhao dash out.
Yun Zhao hugged Young Master Jun's leg, acting as if they were very familiar with each other.
"Brother Jun, Zhao Zhao brought you something nice!"
Xu Yinan looked at his little nephew with a puzzled expression.
If it were someone else's child, he would have already said that they were rude.
But my own little niece isn't that kind of child.
He began to re-examine the young master before him.
Looking into Yun Zhaoliang's bright eyes, Wei Jingchen tapped the tip of her nose with a hint of helplessness.
"What good stuff is it?"
"Uncle, quickly open it and let Brother Jun have a taste!"
The first step to clinging to Tingyu Pavilion's coattails is to never let him distance himself from you!
Yun Zhao hurriedly urged his uncle to treat Young Master Jun as one of their own.
Xu Yinan shook his head with a helpless smile, opened the ice chest, and took out the glass cup.
"This is... a crispy mountain?"
Young Master Jun was somewhat surprised.
After opening the maritime trade route, he considered starting a business selling crispy mountain delicacies.
Unexpectedly, Xu Yinan came to find him first.
"Yes, young master, have you ever tried this? Try ours made with fresh fruit."
Young Master Jun tried a bite, and the pastry made with fresh fruit was indeed tastier than the dried fruit version.
Sweet and juicy peaches paired with the refreshing coolness of crispy mountain dessert make for a perfect way to beat the summer heat.
"This fresh fruit?"
After just one bite, he knew that this fruit was no ordinary fruit.
"These are tribute peaches! Brother Jun, what do you think of growing fruit in Lingnan and supplying it exclusively to Sushan Shop?"
The weather in Lingnan is generally warm, and even when it gets cold, it's only a brief period at the end of winter and the beginning of spring.
"Zhaozhao's idea is good. Lingnan is a place of exile. His Majesty can send people here to reclaim wasteland."
If we were to discuss with Lord He the possibility of reclaiming land and planting trees, etc.
"Wouldn't it be a win-win situation to plant fruit trees and develop paddy fields?"
Xu Yinan had a clever plan.
The tree planters were exiled convicts, which saved a lot of manpower.
With their cooperation with the government, no one dared to mess with them.
Moreover, they had some connections with Lord He, so it would be easy to talk to him!
Not bad, not bad at all, she's worthy of being his niece!
Young Master Jun ate half a cup of crispy mountain pastry and nodded in agreement.
"To be honest, I've recently been considering getting into the business of making crispy mountain delicacies. I wonder, Mr. Xu, how do you plan to cooperate with us?"
"We plan to make fruit and nut-based shortbreads, and we'll be in charge of that."
You'll be in charge of sales, and we'll split the profits 60/40. Once we've established a reputation...
"How about we take a stake when we open shops elsewhere, and split the profits 30/70?"
The ice and fruit are both top-quality, and with Zhi Qiu's special processing, the taste is much better than that of Yuzhou.
If we add Tingyuge's sales, we'll definitely make a name for ourselves.
"The profits from your part can be split 60/40."
But if you open a shop elsewhere, your people can't work directly, so how do you split the profits 30/70?
Wei Jingchen's current identity is Young Master Jun, representing the brothers of Tingyu Pavilion.
If it's just a shareholding with a 30/70 split, I'd be letting down the brothers.
"Young Master Jun should be able to tell that our method of making crispy mountain cakes is different from the traditional method in Yuzhou, right?"
Xu Yinan smiled, gradually revealing the characteristics of a shrewd businessman.
Extremely stingy!
"It is indeed different, and this fruit is exceptionally sweet."
Yun Zhao smiled to himself.
Of course it's exceptionally sweet, because it's a spiritual fruit irrigated by the spiritual spring in the space!
She has already placed saplings in Hujiabao, and will plant the fruit trees from her space later.
The saplings are also grown using water from the sacred spring, and the quality of the trees is better than that of ordinary fruit trees.
With my second uncle's clever ideas, this crispy mountain will definitely taste even better than the ones from Tingyu Pavilion in my previous life!
Young Master Jun remained silent. After finishing the crispy mountain, he gently tapped the glass with his small porcelain spoon.
He was thinking.
After a moment, Young Master Jun finally spoke, "If it's divided into three and seven parts,..."
I need the recipe. Tingyu Pavilion will sign a contract with you; you will provide the recipe.
Our chefs will also learn; if there's a loss, it'll be on Tingyu Pavilion's side.
If we make a profit, we'll split the profits 30/70 based on this recipe, but you can't supply other places.
The recipe cannot be given to others; it can only be sold by our Tingyu Pavilion.
"Young Master Jun is so generous! You can have the chef try it right now, and we can sign the contract today!"
In fact, they benefited from the success of Tingyuge, and they profited from the share of the profits.
If they were to do it themselves, an exiled convict simply couldn't do it.
Wei Jingchen knew this, of course, but now he was Young Master Jun and shouldn't be thinking about the issue of exiled prisoners.
Therefore, on the surface, it's normal for a profitable business to split profits 30/70.
Yun Zhao was even happier, as he was now connected with Tingyu Pavilion again!
Young Master Jun summoned the chef from Tingyu Pavilion, and under Xu Yinan's guidance, prepared three portions in total.
The ice at Fuyun Restaurant wasn't plentiful, and it wasn't like the spring water ice the Yuan family used.
The conditions for making it were naturally not as good as those for using high-quality spring water and ice.
Yun Zhao took a bite with little interest, then paused in his actions.
This texture, this taste, how come it's so similar to the crispy mountain that Tingyu Pavilion made in my previous life?
But wasn't this method her second uncle came up with himself?
She subconsciously looked up at Young Master Jun.
Suddenly, I realized that I seemed to have overlooked a very important issue.
The journey of exile in my previous life must have been far more dangerous than this one.
Even her maternal grandfather did not survive, but her three uncles, who were considered useless by others, not only survived but also traveled thousands of miles to the capital to find her.
Why is that?
Her gaze fell on the young master's mask, staring directly into his eyes.
Young Master Jun noticed the gaze, looked up, and happened to meet her eyes.
If Wei Junyan really is Young Master Jun...
Could it be that Wei Jingchen saved her three uncles during their exile?!
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