Jiang Shan sighed softly.
To be honest, she really didn't want to have anything to do with this master and servant pair; she was still somewhat self-aware.
Although she was a time traveler, in this imperial society, the power wielded by nobles was far beyond what an ordinary person like her could compare to.
Especially after enduring enough insults, scorn, and ridicule.
"We're out of samples. Does Young Master Fu want to place an order?" Jiang Shan's tone wasn't exactly cold, but it wasn't exactly enthusiastic either.
Fu Qiyuan choked, he couldn't understand why Miss Jiang was always so hot and cold towards him.
After thinking for a moment, he turned and glanced at Fu Zhi.
Fu Zhi's eyes were fixed on Jiang Shan when he belatedly realized what was happening and quickly lowered his head.
Jiang Shan had no time to appreciate the subtle sparring between the master and servant. He tossed over two sheets of paper and said expressionlessly, "Fill out one form for each dish, clearly stating the specific pick-up time and contact person. Both the pick-up and delivery copies must be filled out. You'll need the pick-up copy on the top and the delivery copy on the bottom. When the time comes, present the pick-up copy on the top."
Fu Qiyuan examined it carefully, then handed it to Fu Zhi, saying, "Magistrate Cao will send someone to collect it tomorrow at noon."
After saying that, he turned and walked out.
They didn't even say hello.
No sooner had Fu Qiyuan left the shop than Jiao Sanlang ran over from the backyard, urgently saying, "Sister, Brother Asheng said we're running out of seasonings, I have to go buy some right away!"
Jiang Shan took out a small piece of silver and handed it to Sanlang, giving him a few instructions.
The condiment shop in town wasn't far from here; Sanlang had been there twice, so Jiangshan wasn't worried.
Saburo ran very fast, only caring about rushing forward, and accidentally bumped into someone.
The other person caught him quickly and protected his head.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, please forgive me!" Saburo bowed repeatedly in apology, not even bothering to look up, and hurriedly ran away.
As Fu Qiyuan watched the child run away, a vague and inexplicable emotion rippled through his heart.
At noon, Jiangshan prepared a sumptuous meal and treated the most handsome guys to a hearty meal.
Several very unique badges representing VVIP users were also given out, and the boys reluctantly bid farewell to the Jiao siblings before being picked up by their respective families.
The guests and hosts enjoyed themselves immensely that day!
In the days that followed, Jiang's Private Kitchen became an indispensable part of Guyang Town.
You may not know who the county magistrate is, but you cannot be unaware of the existence of Jiang's Private Kitchen.
It's homemade food!
The more Jiang's private kitchen dishes I've eaten, the more knowledge I gain. It's not a matter of having more or less money, but rather because it's so hard to get a table!
Don't you know that private kitchen dishes are limited in quantity? No matter what the dish is, the daily supply is limited. First come, first served. Once it's gone, it's gone. Even if the county magistrate comes, it won't make a difference.
What's worse, Jiang's Private Kitchen launches a new dish every few days!
They no longer hand out flyers in advance; they just let you know when you place your order that they've launched a new dish today, and there's a 20% discount!
Listen to this, is this something a human being would do?
You have no idea when they will launch a new product. If you want to be the first to taste the new product, you have to queue up and place an order every day!
Even at Qingfeng Academy, a less-than-ideal competitive atmosphere has arisen, which infuriates Master Wu!
Early in the morning, Zhou Yuan asked Li Wenjie with a sly grin, "My mother brought back a new product yesterday, can you guess what it is?"
Not only did Li Wenjie not know, but even Jiao Sanlang didn't know.
"It's so delicious! It's crispy, fragrant, and chewy—absolutely amazing! Do you know what it is?"
"Hehe, it's Salt and Pepper Mantis Shrimp! My mom bought three Salt and Pepper Mantis Shrimp yesterday, and I ate the whole one by myself, it was so delicious...!"
Zhou Yuan licked his lips in delight, his eyes crinkling with a smile.
Li Wenjie's eyes darted around, and he said disdainfully, "So what? Jiao Xian is going home tomorrow, and I'll take him home in our family's carriage. Sister Jiang will definitely cook lots and lots of her own special dishes for us!"
Who doesn't know that Jiao Xian's sister dotes on him? As a result, his classmates have also benefited greatly from his good fortune.
Li Wenjie's family had a very impressive carriage, but Zhou Yuan's family didn't. Without a carriage, how could he take Jiao Xian home? And how could he have the nerve to stay at their house for a meal?
The thought of this made Zhou Yuan feel terrible.
The other children looked at Li Wenjie with envy, wondering if they should also ask their families to buy them a horse-drawn carriage.
Master Wu listened to the explanation in a haphazard way and guessed the general idea.
He slammed the book he was holding onto the desk, his face grim, and shouted, "At such a young age, you have no ambition, and you spend your days comparing yourselves to others and showing off. Have you wasted all your education? How have I taught you all this time?"
The students fell silent, each sitting in their seats with their books in hand and heads bowed, waiting for the teacher to begin his lecture.
Jiao Sanlang looked worriedly at the teacher's furious face, his little hands unconsciously clenching the book.
"Have you wasted your time reading the Standards for Being a Good Student and Child? Copy it three times after school, and you're not allowed to go home until you've finished!"
When the teacher got angry, the students were all frightened, and they all became dejected, losing all their previous energy and spirit.
Under the oppressive, low-pressure atmosphere, Jiao Sanlang stood up.
"Master, I know I was wrong."
Master Wu was furious. Looking at his youngest but most valued student, he was enraged. "What have you done wrong? If you can't answer, I'll have to punish you!"
Jiao Sanlang had never been punished before. He subconsciously rubbed his palms and mumbled, "I shouldn't have brought food to the school, I shouldn't have watched my senior brothers argue endlessly over their appetites without stopping them, and I shouldn't have brought the merchant's ways to the school just to earn more money. Please punish me, Master."
Ah! Master Wu felt as if a clear spring had washed away all the turbidity in his heart, and he instantly felt refreshed!
With students like these, what more could one ask for!
But how can such a young child grasp these profound life lessons? Many people have studied the classics for decades, yet they don't understand them as well as a child.
Master Wu couldn't help but ask Jiao Sanlang who had been teaching him these principles of being a good person.
Sanlang looked up and met Master Wu's kind face, which had brightened from cloudy to sunny. He puffed out his little chest and said proudly, "My sister said that our family started this food business to survive. Every customer is our provider. We must not forget our roots, and we must not forget our original intentions for personal gain. The school is a place for learning, and any behavior that interferes with studying the classics is not allowed!"
Master Wu stroked his beard with satisfaction and nodded repeatedly.
This child is extremely rare, and his older sister is also very wise, insightful and reasonable. He was right to have made the right judgment!
It seems I should let my two children spend more time with these two siblings in the future!
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