"Seaside Food Festival?" Upon hearing such a down-to-earth name in ancient times, Jiang Shan immediately thought of a modern food street.
Qiao Shi said happily, "This seaside food festival is held every year. In the past, Zongyang County has always won the food festival in Yuzhou City. This year, I heard that a distinguished person is visiting Guyang County. Magistrate Cao has put in a lot of effort to make everyone prepare in advance, saying that he wants to beat Zongyang County this year!"
After asking around, Jiang Shan learned that the food festival was originally a government-organized event aimed at attracting merchants from all over to trade and increase tax revenue. People from all over Yuzhou City could participate, regardless of region or status. Each county government would prepare one thousand tickets, and the top three groups and individuals with the most tickets during the three-day event would be rewarded by the county government.
Among all the counties in Yuzhou City, the one that receives the most votes is the champion. The magistrate of the champion county, barring any major mistakes, will generally receive an excellent performance rating for the year.
Having grasped the rules of the game, Jiang Shan chuckled. Whether there were tickets or not didn't matter; as long as there was a large flow of people, she was confident she could make a fortune.
"Uncle Qiao, could you please help me register at the county government office? I'll go prepare everything I need for the competition right away."
Qiao Shi went to the county government office and brought back an unexpected surprise for Jiang Shan.
For Qiao Shi, it was actually quite a shock.
There was a respected figure in the county government office who even the county magistrate revered. He found Jiang Shan a shop not far from the county government office and said he would transfer the shop to them for only fifty taels of silver.
Moreover, the fifty taels of silver can be purchased on credit.
Most importantly, the benefactor forbade Qiao Shi from mentioning him.
With Qiao Shi's limited brain capacity, he really couldn't figure out whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, but seeing Jiang Shan's surprised and delighted expression, he felt that it might be a great thing.
Therefore, he did not mention the benefactor.
The shop originally sold food, but the owner was going back to the provincial capital to manage larger shops and restaurants, so he didn't really care about this small shop anymore. The reason he agreed to pay on credit was that he had heard that Jiang Shan had once written down the recipes for several dishes for the restaurant for free, and he just wanted to take a look at those recipes, just once.
Jiang Shan had some doubts before, but after hearing what the shop owner said, he felt relieved.
Let alone buying on credit, it would be worth it even if you paid for her prescription.
It wasn't a particularly remarkable recipe to begin with. Whether she gave it to one person or two, it was all the same. As long as they weren't in the same place, slightly modifying the recipe wouldn't make much difference.
She immediately took out paper and pen, wrote down the recipes for several seafood dishes, and also included the recipes for two pastries.
The shop owner was overjoyed upon seeing it. He immediately signed the shop transfer agreement with Jiang Shan, pocketed the prescription, and left without looking back.
Qiao Shi paused for a moment, then asked, "Why hasn't the shop owner said when I'll pay back the money?"
That makes sense. Buying on credit is essentially borrowing money, and it's quite strange that the other party doesn't specify when you should pay it back.
Jiang Shan frowned, as if something had flashed through her mind but she couldn't quite grasp it.
The shop owner left the shop, walked down two roads, turned a corner, and stopped in front of a carriage.
He respectfully presented the note with both hands: "Reporting to the young master, I have received the prescription!"
A pair of long, slender, and fair hands with distinct knuckles emerged from the carriage, holding a silver note.
"Well done, you're rewarded. Go back to the capital and find Fu Shu, he'll make the arrangements for you!"
"Thank you so much, young master!" The shopkeeper excitedly accepted the silver note, feeling as if he were floating on air.
Another mocking voice rang out from inside the carriage: "I'm really impressed with you. It's just a run-down shop, why waste so much time going around in circles? If you really like it..."
"Your Highness, be careful what you say!"
"...I didn't say anything, it's just that she's already married...!"
"..."
Jiang Shan set up the shop in just five days.
Just as she had envisioned, the front could be used as a shop for selling food, there was a small courtyard in the middle with a kitchen and a woodshed, and three rooms in the back for living. Though simple, it was perfect for her at that moment.
Jiang's Private Kitchen – the signboard is unassuming, but what catches the eye are two rows of uniformly sized bamboo food boxes. The boxes face each other, and each box has a bamboo plaque with writing on it.
The food box is made of bamboo in its natural color, with several thick layers of tung oil applied to the seams. After drying, it is assembled into a large display rack.
The bamboo tag indicates the dishes inside the box; there are many varieties, but the quantity is limited.
Jiang Shan and Jiao's mother tidied up briefly and went into the backyard.
It wasn't safe for two women to live here, so Qiao Shi took the initiative to have Qiao Sheng come along and tidy up the woodshed to use as a temporary place to stay.
At this point, the strict separation between men and women is no longer a concern!
In order to make Jiang's Private Kitchen a hit, Jiang Shan decided to do something big.
When Jiao Sanlang returned home this time, he specially asked his teacher for two days off. On the day before the opening, he also invited his good friends from the school to his new home as guests.
When Jiang Shan saw a group of children walking towards her in a line, a flash of inspiration struck her.
Jiao Xian introduced his older sister to another group of children, drawing countless envious glances from them.
This is Jiao Xian's older sister, who can make barbecue and skewers, sing many beautiful songs, and tell many wonderful stories. I really want to take her home!
"Come on, order whatever you want to eat. It's on me, so don't be shy!"
Jiang Shan said that dealing with a bunch of little devils, especially this group of gluttons, was a piece of cake.
When seven or eight children had ordered their food and were sitting in a row waiting for it to be served, Jiangshan spoke up.
"First of all, on behalf of Saburo, I welcome you to our home... Saburo, let's give you a round of applause!"
First, there was one round of applause, then two rounds, followed by a burst of enthusiastic applause.
The children's faces turned red with excitement, and they wouldn't stop clapping even when their little hands were numb.
Jiang Shan made a pause gesture, and only then did Sanlang stop, and the others gradually stopped as well.
"You are the first guests of Jiang's Private Kitchen, and we hope you will offer your valuable feedback. Before we savor the delicious food, we need a little ceremony. Sanlang, Little Apple, get ready—sing!"
"I am a little apple, I can never love you enough, your rosy cheeks warm my heart and light up the fire of my life; you are my little apple, like the most beautiful cloud in the sky, spring has come again and the flowers are blooming all over the hillside, plant hope and you will reap..."
When Jiang Shan taught Sanlang to sing the Little Apple song, Sanlang loved it and sang it with great enthusiasm and infectious energy.
The atmosphere is just right, and Saburo makes a dazzling appearance.
The other children were quite taken aback. Before they could even finish one verse, chubby Li Wenjie couldn't hold back any longer and started singing along, swaying his hips and twisting his waist. Soon, the other children cheered and joined in.
A group of children with an average age of no more than ten years old sang "Little Apple" in a fresh and unique way, both cheerful and enthusiastic.
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