Gu Yingxia usually calls such people high-level beggars. Beggar fugitives bow and speak nice words, kowtow and kneel to ask for rewards.
The retainers provide emotional value to their masters in exchange for money, such as a swordsman who plays the sword and sings songs for his master, or a writer who uses his pen to sing praises to his master.
"Today I finally saw with my own eyes what it means to specialize in one's field and to make a living by one's talent."
Gu Yingxia kept talking nonsense, but Gu Mengjun ignored her.
"Please stop talking. We've been open for ten days, working ourselves to death and still losing money."
Gu Yingxia slammed the table and said, "Money, money, money all day long. Talking about money is so vulgar."
"You're right, don't say that next time."
Gu Yingxia decisively shut up, and the two pampered concubines brought a group of palace maids to knead the dough.
Fortunately, Gu Yinwei was not in the Cining Palace, otherwise she would not be able to sleep because of the noise made by the two of them.
The cooks in the Food Bureau who were in charge of making pastries were all miserable. The two concubines in the Cining Palace had a strong addiction to food, and the pastries they made were not liked by other people, not even dogs, but the eldest prince.
The two concubines had already found shops and opened them.
He would also go to the shop to check in person every now and then. The diners sat around the eight-immortal table, and were first served a cup of fragrant tea with the aroma lingering in the air, and then a plate of pastries.
The style, ingredients, and production process are all good, but it just doesn’t taste good.
After some diners finished their pastries, they saw the guests at other tables lowering their heads to eat their pastries, and they began to feel suspicious.
How could the pastries in the palace not be delicious? It must be because I’ve been eating too many strong-flavored foods recently, so my sense of taste has deteriorated.
No, I must have another bite.
The two toffees' pastries were extremely unpalatable, yet they actually started to make a profit after a month.
Gu Yingxia was filled with mixed emotions. "This idea given to me by Third Sister is really good. The atmosphere group is really useful."
Sanfei College is not far from the two concubines' pastry shop. The two of them hired a dozen outstanding female students to act as the atmosphere group.
Other diners, unaware of the situation, also started to order food. Over time, everyone knew that there was a pastry shop with terrible food in the downtown area.
After the two concubines opened their pastry shop, they became hands-off managers. They sent a maid from the palace who was good at innovation to research new pastries, and transferred a group of people from the Three Concubines College to work and study. Over time, the pastry shop's business became better and better.
Gu Yingxia picked up her pen to write a letter to Gu Yinwei, and the pride in the letter was beyond words.
Gu Yinwei couldn't stop smiling when she received the letter.
“It’s always good to try more.”
Chuchu came in with a lunch box. When she opened it, there was a plate of fresh osmanthus cake inside.
The master, his servant and his two companions sat under the shade of a tree. Each of them held a piece of cake and ate it slowly. Time seemed to have slowed down a lot.
It is such a blessing to have something you love in your life.
If you can strive for your hobbies all your life, even if you don’t achieve great success, the process will be joyful.
Gu Yingxia and Gu Mengjun can get happiness from making pastries and earn a considerable income. They will definitely be very happy.
Gu Yinwei rested for a while, and Xun He came back to report that several large robbery holes had appeared near the imperial tomb.
Gu Yinwei hurriedly changed into comfortable clothes, put on a veil, rode on a horse, and followed Xunhe, while Fugui persuaded her.
"Master, don't worry too much. The robbery hole was discovered early, and the imperial mausoleum has not been damaged at present."
Fugui's words completely dispelled Gu Yinwei's concerns. She stopped riding without stopping and instead tightened the reins and slowed down.
There is abundant spiritual energy near the imperial mausoleum, and the mountains are rolling. Zhu Beifeng's mausoleum is located at the foot of the highest peak.
He rode his horse along an official road, abandoned the horse when going downhill, and walked into the forest.
After passing two turning areas and walking along the long stone road, it only takes a cup of tea to reach the burial place of Zhu Beifeng.
Right in front of the tombstone faces Yinwu Mountain, which is Zhu Bifeng's favorite mountain.
The mountains hold his memories and his free and easy youth.
Concubine Xi worked hard and made great efforts to make her youngest son the emperor. However, it was not so easy to become the emperor. One had to do his job well. The throne was not just a symbol of glory, but also required huge responsibilities.
For Zhu Bifeng, the throne was like a stone. He worked hard for many years just to move the stone off his shoulders.
Unfortunately, the concubine was eager to move the stone onto her youngest son's shoulders.
Xun He, along with four tall guards, quickly found the location of the robbery hole.
Fugui grabbed a handful of soil and examined it carefully. "Master, the color of the soil is very fresh. I guess the tomb robbers haven't gone far."
Gu Yinwei had previously set up a magic circle near the imperial mausoleum and buried some stone tigers, stone lions and other objects in the nearby mounds.
If others enter the imperial mausoleum, it will inevitably alarm the formation near the mausoleum. After all, her formation cannot be broken by ordinary people.
Xun He saw Gu Yinwei walking around the imperial mausoleum and seemed to be looking for something, so he immediately asked.
"Master, what are you looking for?"
"I buried some little things in the ground before."
"Last year, a landslide occurred and several stone tigers emerged from the ground. Their heads were broken off, and I had them buried under a locust tree."
"Dig it out and let me see it."
Xun He found the locust tree where the stone tiger was buried, and dug out two stone tigers with severed heads from under the tree.
The broken end of Shi Hu's head was neatly cut, as if it had been chopped off with a knife.
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