Chapter 611 Changshou Restaurant
"Fubao? What are you doing?" Zhang Yanzi and Jiang Siyin walked in upon hearing the voice.
The two walked quickly, with worried looks on their faces.
I thought my daughter fell down.
"I'm counting the silver, mother. I'll give you this money. Please keep it for me." Jiang Fubao didn't intend to take it. She had more silver than she could spend. It was the first time she was rewarded by the emperor, and she wanted to give the silver and gold to her mother as a filial gift.
As for my biological father, it was the same as giving him nothing, after all, my mother was in charge of the money, and my father didn't have a single penny.
It’s not that mother doesn’t give it to him.
It’s daddy himself who doesn’t want it.
He said there was enough food and drink at home, so there was no point in him asking for money.
So my mother didn't give it to me.
She just said that if daddy needed money, he should ask her.
"You can keep it for yourself. Aren't you still repairing the clinic? You spent a lot of money to buy two shops. Use this money to buy land, and then buy some houses and shops in Chang'an Town or Jiangnan. Even if you don't open a clinic in the future, you will have no worries about food and clothing."
Zhang Yanzi didn't want it.
She was so happy that her daughter was so successful that she couldn't possibly accept such money.
"No, mother must have it. What's mine is mother's, and what's mother's is father's, so don't be angry, father. If you want it, just ask mother. It's not that I don't want to give it to father. By the way, mother, I can't give you the silver, so give the gold to you. As for the silver, I thought about it and decided to let grandma share it with the family. I want everyone to be happy with me."
Jiang Fubao paused and said.
"Forget it. Since you have made up your mind, I will take it."
Zhang Yanzi did not refuse again, this was a daughter's filial piety.
She had to accept it happily.
After Eunuch Ying left at noon the next day, Jiang Fubao personally divided the money.
Everyone in the family had a share, including the servants.
Everyone had a smile on their face. The snack shop was closed today and the clinic was handed over to his apprentice. Jiang Fubao had a rare day off.
Zhang Jinlan originally wanted to hold a banquet to celebrate this event, but Jiang Fubao persuaded her not to do so. She really didn't want to be too high-profile.
Soon, the autumn harvest arrived.
Medicinal herbs are harvested along with the rice.
This year, almost everyone in Jiangjia Village, except Jiang Guangyi's family, is happy.
The new governor of Xinzhi County was the son of the former governor of Xianzhi County. The people were very upset. They thought that the new governor of Xinzhi County would increase taxes, but taxes actually decreased instead of increasing.
Of course, it had nothing to do with Meng Bujiu. It was Emperor Mingsheng who, considering that the provinces of Xishu and Southwest had been affected by Enxin, approved a 50% reduction in grain taxes in the three provinces.
The people were delighted.
Not only that, the villagers of Jiangjia Village also have two additional sources of income.
There are many chestnut trees on the mountain at the end of the village and in the deep mountains outside the village. This season is the time when chestnuts are ripe. After many villagers finish their work in the fields, they form teams to go to the mountains to pick chestnuts. Jiang Meng and Jiang Cheng are in charge of collecting the chestnuts and then delivering them to the town.
The most hardworking family in the village earned five taels of silver just from selling chestnuts.
There is also money from selling medicinal herbs.
Adding the money from selling medicinal herbs last time together, not counting this year's harvest, I made a total of seventeen taels.
Even the family with the smallest population earned 700 to 800 taels this year.
This does not include the sale of rice.
With the grain tax cut in half, all villagers except those in Jiangjia Village can have a prosperous New Year.
In early winter, when the temperature drops, the streets of Lianshan Town are always filled with the faint aroma of chestnuts.
There are other snack shops in the town that imitate Jiang’s snack shop to fry chestnuts, but the taste is not as good as Jiang’s chestnuts.
Even when it is raining and windy, Jiang's snack shop is always packed.
Business is not good.
At the same time, Jiang Fubao and Jiang Ruyi got on a carriage and went to Jiangnan.
Because of the plague, the restaurant that was originally planned to be opened in cooperation with the Fang family was also postponed.
However, it just happened to give Fang Yanheng enough time to do the repairs, so he spent another thousand taels to renovate the wine house.
The chefs and cooks also learned all about medicinal foods.
When the two sisters arrived in Jiangnan, the restaurant was ready to open.
Two days later, around noon, Jiang Fubao and Fang Yanheng stood at the gate of the Changshou Restaurant. Jiang Ruyi stood on Jiang Fubao's left, and Yunlan stood on Fang Yanheng's right.
The four of them cut the red cloth in their hands together.
“Crackle, crackle—”
The sound of firecrackers suddenly rang out.
Many people gathered on the already busy street.
After waiting for a long time, the firecrackers were finally set off and the entrance of the restaurant was already crowded with people.
"Changshou Restaurant, this is a new restaurant, I don't know how it tastes."
"Boss, what are the signature dishes in your restaurant? How much are they? If they're not expensive, I'll go in and try them."
"It's a good name, easy to remember, and has a good meaning, but I don't know how long it can last. There are too many restaurants on the same street. If the food is not good and the prices are too high, I'm afraid it will close in less than two months."
"Why do you have to cut red cloth? This is the first time I've seen it."
"Oh, so many firecrackers, how much money did it cost? It's really a big expense, the noise is making my ears hurt."
"......"
With so many people talking at the same time, it's hard to hear who is saying what.
Fang Yanheng had experience in running a restaurant, so he was not at all nervous. He raised his voice and said, "On the first day of the opening of Changshou Restaurant, we will provide free pulse diagnosis. We don't charge a penny. The food we sell in our restaurant is different from the usual ones. We have one recipe for each dish. If you want to eat, we won't sell it to you without a pulse diagnosis!"
One sentence attracted everyone's attention.
The crowd, which had just quieted down, started chattering again.
"What do you mean? You won't sell it to us if we don't take your pulse? What the hell is this? It's completely ridiculous."
"What a trick! I have never seen it before. It is really strange."
"I don't want to eat the food, but you can diagnose my pulse. I'm not feeling well. It's free, so I'm going in now."
"Really? Do you charge for writing the prescription? If it's free, I can just take the prescription to the pharmacy and buy the medicine, which is much cheaper."
"What's so weird about this restaurant? Just eat the food, why take the pulse?"
"......"
Everyone was confused.
Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Fang Yanheng continued, "Because we sell medicinal food, not ordinary meals, if someone has a sore throat, or is physically weak, cough cough, of course, we also have aphrodisiacs. Just let our restaurant's doctor take your pulse and write down the medicinal food prescription, and you can eat according to the medicinal food prescription."
"Medicinal food? I seem to have heard of it. I heard that in the imperial city, only the imperial physicians can make medicinal food. How can ordinary people like us eat it? Who is this shopkeeper? How can he be so capable? Could it be that there is an imperial physician sitting in the wine shop?"
"What? Imperial physician? Oh my god, if there was an imperial physician, I would pay him to diagnose my pulse. You don't know, my legs hurt when it rains, and no matter how many doctors I've seen, they can't cure it."