Tang Shiyue thought about it, then went over and secretly pulled Lin Qiaoqian out.
Lin Qiaoqian was brought up very simply, and without asking a few questions, she answered, "After my mother came here, she bought a restaurant. The business was good at first, but I didn't expect that since Sifang Restaurant had the Fushou wine, the business has been squeezed out."
Tang Shiyue asked: "What restaurant?"
“It was originally called Bazhenlou, but after it was acquired, it was renamed Sanquanlou.”
Tang Shiyue nodded, and then said to Lin Qiaoqian: "When we sold our wine to the town, we signed a contract with Sifang Restaurant and only sold to them, so... I'm sorry."
"I know!" Lin Qiaoqian said, "No one knows that Sanquanlou was opened by my mother. My mother only brought these businesses here because she had such manpower as part of her dowry."
After seeing off County Magistrate Lin, Tang Shiyue was thinking about this question.
Selling Fu Shou wine to Sifang Restaurant is not just a matter of signing a contract. Even if there is no contract, when a wine is first launched on the market, this kind of exclusive operation and hunger marketing method is the easiest way to make a name for itself.
But we can't just ignore County Magistrate Lin.
She has been in the world of fame and fortune since she was a child and knows a lot about things.
...
...
She made friends with County Magistrate Lin because his family was easy to get along with, but she must have had other considerations as well.
As the saying goes, it's nice to take shelter under a big tree. At present, County Magistrate Lin is indeed a big tree. For ordinary people like them, with such a big tree to support them, many things will become much easier.
Therefore, it must be maintained well.
Now that we know about this, we can't pretend we don't know.
Attitude is important.
This is something that may not necessarily have any effect if you don't do it, but will definitely have some effect if you do it.
Zhajiangmian has been passed down for 200 years and certainly has its unique charm, but it is just a meal and is not enough to support a restaurant. It still needs special "dishes".
Tang Shiyue sat on the stage, thinking seriously.
Qi Jing came in and sat down next to her: "What are you thinking about?"
Tang Shiyue teased him casually: "I miss you!"
Qi Xiaolang glanced at her indifferently.
This kid is good in every way except that he likes to tease people with his sweet talk. You can tell he doesn't mean it.
But even if she didn't mean it, he wouldn't bother with her because he had never heard her teasing others.
He just hummed.
Tang Shiyue was puzzled: "What does um mean?"
He said: "It means you are allowed to think."
Tang Shiyue: “…”
She stood up with a smile and poked his face: "Little Jing, why are you so cute!"
She walked away, laughing.
Qi Jing frowned and stood up, feeling helpless.
He was still building a house and was very busy. He watched the county magistrate and the clan leader leave from afar and came to see her... and she praised him for being cute? He was a man...
never mind.
It’s cute, as long as she is happy.
He also stood up and walked away.
Tang Shiyue went to the winery and got two large jars, then went to the big stove and got a basket of eggs, and went to the construction site to get some lime.
After putting it down, he found a nearby straw stack and grabbed a few handfuls of the broken slag to use as rice straw.
She plans to try making preserved eggs.
She didn’t know where to buy alkaline noodles in this dynasty, but wood ash is alkaline, so you can try it.
She didn't like doing this kind of rough work, so she called the two little ones out to help wash the eggs, and then wipe off the water.
Although they were small, they did a good job of this kind of work. They sat seriously, with their knees together, and rubbed the eggs between their knees, and none of them broke.
She put lime powder and wood ash together, stirred them evenly, and put them in a broken basin.
Then fry the salt in a pan, pour in water and tea and boil. Then filter out the tea leaves and pour them into the lime and wood ash, adding them little by little until they become a paste that is neither too thin nor too thick. The ash is ready.
Put the washed eggs and duck eggs into the prepared ash and roll them so that their surfaces are covered with a thick layer of ash. Then put the eggs into the wheat straw slag and roll them to get covered with a layer of ash.
Put it in a wine jar, seal it, and put it directly in the corner of the room. It will be done in about ten days.
Actually, there is no need to worry too much about this.
At the winery, the county magistrate personally proposed the plaque, which is no different from putting up a sign saying "I am in charge of this place".
Fourth Uncle Tang sent the calligraphy to be used as a plaque with great trepidation, and at the same time he hurriedly spread the news to recruit workers.
They discussed it in detail and decided to divide the winery workers into different types of work. People in one type of work were only allowed to do that type of work and were not allowed to change.
It's like those who make wine only make wine, those who wash fruits only wash fruits, those who slice fruits only slice fruits, and those who add ingredients and seal the jars are all done by themselves.
One is to gain proficiency and improve efficiency, and the other is to prevent leaks to the greatest extent. Although we are not actually afraid of them, a sense of mystery is essential and can also confuse outsiders.
So they were divided into skilled workers, unskilled workers, helpers, odd jobs... and they were not paid on a monthly basis, but on a daily basis, with the daily wage ranging from ten to thirty cents.
And because it was agreed that the job type could not be changed, apart from the young and middle-aged, some old people and teenagers did not dare to directly grab the 30-cent job for fear that they could not do it. Therefore, after a round of applications, there were many jobs of various types.
The clan leader's eldest son, Tang Yong, is honest and simple, so he is responsible for workshop management and recording working hours. The village head's eldest son, Chen Changyuan, is literate and can speak, so he is responsible for accounting and dealing with people coming and going.
Tang Yongfu shamelessly came over and wanted to apply for a job, but Tang Yong rejected him outright.
On the opening day, they called the shopkeeper Shen to come and have a drink together. After the firecrackers were set off and the plaque was hung, everyone started to eat happily.
After three rounds of drinks, someone at the next table stood up.
This person's name is Tang Laoqiao.
Tang Laoqiao's original name was Tang Qiao. He was less than fifty years old, but he was of a high generation. Even the clan leader had to call him uncle. He was still respected wherever he went.
So later on he began to call himself Tang Laoqiao. His favorite thing on weekdays was to wander around the village with his hands behind his back. He would praise the juniors he liked and scold those he didn't like. Anyway, no one dared to refute him.
He had been to the winery many times. After all, it was the number one industry in the village and it was opened by a man named Tang, so he was proud of it. If he saw someone working cheatingly, he would scold them.
But he was so attentive, and at the last minute, when it was time to drink, no one invited him to the main table.
It would be fine if it was the clan leader or the village head, but how could Tang Shiyue, a girl in her teens, get on the main table?
When he was recruiting workers two days ago, she came and gave orders, and he was already very impatient. Now... she was relying on that little favor and actually sat with the clan leader?
No need to worry about ruining her fortune!
Tang Laoqiao said inwardly, "Puh!" He walked forward, holding up the glass and said, "Come on, come on. I'm happy today. I, Tang Laoqiao, will toast you a glass of wine on behalf of everyone!"
The head of the Tang family raised his cup with a smile, and the others would not refuse him this favor and also raised their cups.
Tang Shiyue didn't drink alcohol, and there was sugarcane juice in his cup. He also picked it up with a smile.
Tang Laoqiao pulled his face and took the opportunity to get angry: "You little girl, do you know anything about human affairs? Why don't you get up! Is there any place for you to sit here? This is outrageous!" At the same time, he smiled at the head of the clan and said, "I will teach her some manners on behalf of her parents!"
Qi Jing's face darkened at that moment, and he slammed the wine glass on the table.
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