Chapter 153 Planning a Tavern
Song Yuntang first sorted out the things he was going to take to the farm, except for the dressing table and the shelves in the yard.
These were all pieced together by Song Jinsheng with great effort. Since he was leaving, he naturally had to dismantle them and take them away. They could also be used on the farm.
In addition, there is a large pile of medicinal herbs in the room.
Looking at the pile of things sorted out with the help of Xu Qingye, Song Yuntang said sincerely, "Xu Qingye, thank you for these days."
Xu Qingye shook his head helplessly.
"Between you and me, there's no need to thank me."
"Speaking of which, our wedding date is getting closer." Song Yuntang looked at him, "Are you nervous?"
"Why are you so nervous?" Xu Qingye asked.
"Aren't you nervous?"
He is not nervous. To him, is this marriage no different from one arranged by his parents?
But, I feel that he cares about me very much.
For what?
Is it because I cured his illness?
Song Yuntang didn't know what he felt in his heart. It was quite complicated and confusing.
The only thing she was sure of was that she had no aversion to marrying him.
But at this moment, Xu Qingye hummed.
"Just keep a normal mind."
After hearing this, perhaps influenced by him, she suddenly calmed down.
He wasn't nervous, so it seemed like there was no need for her to be nervous either.
…
After the meal, they went to the tavern together.
At this time, Song Jinsheng and others had not arrived yet.
Uncle Pan did not come to the tavern today. After selling all the ingredients in the tavern yesterday, he packed up some personal belongings and went home.
Song Yuntang opened the door and went to the wine cellar in the backyard first. There were 28 jars of wine stored in the cellar, five of which had been stored there for eight years.
I opened one of the jars and took a smell. The rich aroma of wine made me feel refreshed. I quickly closed the lid and sealed it.
"Uncle Pan's winemaking skills are really good."
After all, he is a veteran with 20 years of experience and he knows some tricks. No wonder he can make money even if he does business without any real effort.
When it comes to making food, taste is the key.
"Tang'er, Tang'er."
Hearing the shouting outside, Song Yuntang hurried out of the wine cellar.
"Second brother, I'll be here soon."
She locked the wine cellar and went to the front room.
The men outside are unloading lumber.
Because there were no carriages, they tied the wood directly to the backs of mules and carried it over.
When Song Jinsheng saw Song Yuntang, he walked towards her while looking around the tavern.
"Sister, the rent for this place is not cheap, right?"
Song Yuntang smiled and said, "It's OK. It should be no problem to make the money back."
After Song Mazi and Song Cheng outside unloaded the wood, Xu Qingye temporarily led the mule to the backyard.
The two men also entered the tavern, and after knocking around for a while, they came in front of Song Yuntang.
"Yun Tang girl, there's absolutely no problem with adding another floor." Song Cheng pointed at the corners of the walls around him, "If you're really worried, you can use wooden piles to reinforce these places to bear the weight."
Song Yuntang nodded, "Uncle Cheng, how long will it take to add another floor to this restaurant?"
Song Cheng looked around the tavern and said, "If we have enough manpower, it will be ready for you in less than half a month."
"In addition to this place, the backyard kitchen of the tavern also needs to be repaired. Come with me to take a look. After you have a look, calculate what materials are needed and how much is needed. I will ask my second brother to buy them."
Song Yuntang said this and walked towards the backyard.
Seeing this, Song Cheng and Song Mazi hurriedly followed.
After they walked around the entire tavern, Song Cheng and Song Mazi roughly estimated what was needed and in what quantity, then went to the front yard and built the wooden shed designated by Song Yuntang with the other two people who came with them.
Song Yuntang handed the list made by the two and ten taels of silver to Song Jinsheng, and asked him to be responsible for purchasing and ordering.
All the original tables and chairs here have been preserved, and only the dirt and oil stains on the surface have been polished off and then a layer of varnish has been applied.
This is true of all wooden parts in the tavern's structure.
The first floor will mainly be for dine-in, with eight tables set up so that it does not appear too crowded. There will be six private rooms upstairs.
If there is not enough space in the tavern, there should be room for two tables on the left and right sides of the wooden shed in front.
"Second brother, when the time comes, let's move all the winemaking tools in the backyard to the farm. We can transport the wine here after we make it there. Those things take up too much space."
After the backyard is vacated, she can make some minor changes to it, plant lawns and flower seedlings, lay bluestone slabs and pebbles in the middle for walking, build a swing and a grape trellis on one side of the path, and plant three peach trees on the other side.
When spring comes and flowers bloom, you can also put some tables in the backyard for guests to enjoy.
In addition to the locked wine shop, this side of the kitchen is completely open to the front hall, and an oven will be built in the future to bake various snacks.
After arranging things here, Song Yuntang and Xu Qingye went back to the small courtyard in the southern suburbs first. Song Jinsheng and Song Mazi were looking after them, so she could just come back later to close the door.
Just wait for the wooden shed to be built today, and her second brother will buy everything he needs and put it in the tavern. Then tomorrow she can make sour plum soup and sell it here.
When the time comes, even if there is construction going on inside the tavern and the door is closed, it will not affect her business.
Walking on the road, Song Yuntang looked at the man beside him, "Xu Qingye, what do you think of the name 'Flower Drunk'?"
Xu Qingye nodded.
“This name is quite appropriate.”
After hearing his words, Song Yuntang immediately said, "Then let's use this name. I have exhausted all I have learned in my life."
Xu Qingye smiled, looked down at the girl who was walking beside him and just passed his shoulder, and said meaningfully, "Very good."
"real?"
When Song Yuntang raised her head with a puzzled look on her face, the man's eyes had already moved away from her.
"Yeah, it's really good."
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The next morning, Song Yuntang tried to boil a pot of sour plum soup and filled it into two small buckets, which were then carried by Xu Qingye to the shed in front of the tavern.
Song Jinsheng had already brought two buckets of ice water on a mule. Song Yuntang soaked the small bucket of sour plum soup in the ice water, hung a sign saying sour plum soup, put two tables together on one side of the shed, and started selling the chilled sour plum soup in bamboo cups.
Seeing that more and more students came to study at Yihe College, but no one stopped in front of his stall, Song Yuntang shouted at the top of his voice.
"Sour plum soup is now available. It's icy and sour and sweet. It clears away heat and relieves summer heat, stimulates the appetite..."
The girl's voice was clear and pleasant, attracting the attention of the scholars passing by. The girl's long hair was as soft as silk, and in the morning sun, her delicate face like porcelain was dyed with a bright glow.
At this time, someone came to the stall and asked a question.
"Girl, how much do you sell this sour plum soup for?"
The girl smiled and said, "Five cents a cup. If it doesn't taste good, I won't charge."
The dog days of summer are about to pass, and the sour plum soup will not be able to sell for long. Although five cents a cup does not make much money, it can slowly attract customers to the tavern.
Perhaps attracted by her smile, or perhaps moved by her voice, the scholar pulled out his purse and counted out five cents.
"Give me a drink."
"Okay."
After Song Yuntang received five cents, he filled him another cup of sour plum soup that had been cooled in the bucket. Today's business could be considered a good start.
The scholar took the sour plum soup, his cheeks slightly reddened, "Thank you, young lady. My name is Zhou Zilang. Will you still be here tomorrow? If it tastes good, I will come back to buy more tomorrow."
Song Yuntang smiled and said, "Yes, if there is no special reason, we sell sour plum soup every day."
"Okay, then I'll take my leave first." Zhou Zilang bowed to Song Yuntang, turned around and walked quickly towards the academy.
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