Wang Yan and the others didn't know how Shen Jiamu had handled things; they only knew that the threat to their own side had been completely eliminated a few days later.
Because the manager of Yulouchun was beaten to death. Rumor has it that he somehow offended the master, something like stealing silver, and was beaten to death!
That old man was so arrogant just a few days ago, but he died a few days later.
Wang Yan had a gut feeling that it was related to Shen Jiamu, and the Marquis's wife had even sent Granny Sun to deliver a lot of things. And a thousand taels of silver notes?
"Auntie, what does the Lady Hou mean by giving us this silver note? Our chili powder and recipes have already been sold."
Grandma Sun sat on a small stool, drinking a large bowl of tea. "I don't know either, but when we came, Madam didn't say she wanted to use the money to buy chili powder."
Wang Yan frowned. "I'll keep this banknote for now, and go ask the family that took my chili powder!"
She actually went to ask afterward, but Shen Jiamu was busy and didn't have time to see her, so he asked his own nanny to pass on the message to her.
Let Wang Yan take what she wants; it's alright. This is probably the Lady Hou coming to apologize.
An apology? Why doesn't Wang Yan believe that?
The Lady of the Marquis is apologizing to one of her former servants! What a joke!
Of course, they weren't coming for her. It was a restaurant run by Shen Jiamu, with Song Ren holding a 20% stake.
But how could Song Ren, an honest official, have so much money? Of course, it was given to him by his superiors.
Those who have a bit of a clue basically know what's going on! The Emperor can't show his face, but that doesn't mean they don't understand why Song Ren wants to invest.
Wang Yan benefited from this, although given her current status, she had no idea how it happened.
But as long as my own shop and everything else is safe and sound, that's all that matters.
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Another half month passed, and Wang Yan and Wang Ying sat on the floor covered with a velvet carpet, holding the money box.
The two were calculating their income for the month. As usual, Wang Yan counted the money the first time, and Wang Ying counted it the second time.
The banquet cost 100 taels. The tofu, oden, fried noodles, and similar dishes sold in the shop cost 47 taels.
Excellent, excellent! With income increasing, Wang Yan is very satisfied. As for the profit sharing from Shen Jiamu Restaurant, that's still a long way off.
Wang Yan visited her a couple of days ago and heard from Shen Jiamu that the land for the restaurant had just been approved.
It will take some time, about a year, to get it finished.
"A year?" Wang Yan was shocked. How big was this building? It would take a year to build.
"The scale should be similar to Renhelou, but I mainly want to set up the restaurant's style with some characteristics of the Jiangnan region."
"For the painting and decoration, you need to select a good craftsman; you'll have to wait at least three months."
Wang Yan was quite shocked when she heard this. The dishes sold in her restaurant were, strictly speaking, Sichuan specialties.
Then the building was constructed in the style of Lin'an and opened in the capital city. It was a complete hodgepodge!
However, Wang Yan didn't dampen their spirits; instead, she praised them a couple of times.
Because Shen Jiamu said that her ten-year dividend would be calculated from the first year the restaurant started to make a profit.
Wang Yan: She's a straightforward person!
Moreover, Shen Jiamu looked at the private rooms on the second floor of their small foot massage shop and planned to do the same in the lobby on the first floor.
This way, each table appears both open and spacious, yet each has its own individual space.
Seeing that she was really interested, Wang Yan quickly gave her some advice: "You already have several styles, don't make the restaurant a clash between a country-style lobby and an elegant attic."
"When you divide the space between the tables, don't use our red bricks. Go find some bamboo and use it to separate the distance between each table."
It achieves the same effect, but looks more elegant.
This was a good idea, and Shen Jiamu happily accepted it after hearing it.
Back to the present, after Wang Yan and Wang Ying counted the money twice to confirm the amount was correct, they put it in a box and went to find Aunt Wang across the street.
The family's income from selling food is roughly like this now, mainly from banquets and small shops.
It's June now, and the first batch of chili peppers they wrapped on the mountain should have already started to grow and ripen.
Shen Jiamu suggested going to the countryside for a visit, and she offered to cover all the travel expenses.
Wang Yan: What else is there to say? Let's go! He's a major shareholder in the chili pepper company now, so isn't it perfectly normal for him to ask to see the "chili pepper base"?
However, this time Fatty Wang and Aunt Wang are not going; they will stay home to mind the shop.
Anyway, the carriage only needed to make a round trip in one day, and for some reason, Aunt Wang had a very good impression of Shen Jiamu.
Perhaps it was because the Shen family was willing to teach her their unique courtly dance skills.
Human joys and sorrows are not shared, and Wang Ying was starting to hate her to death.
So Aunt Wang and her sister-in-law were at ease, but Wang Ying didn't want her sister to go with them alone.
She suggested going with her sister, and even went to the security company to hire two female nurses.
Shen Jiamu readily agreed, and she even paid for the escort agency to hire people.
Wang Yan was a little embarrassed, but Sister Ying was very calm. "What's there to be embarrassed about? Look, she also brought so many female guards with her when she went out."
The female guards around her are definitely focused on watching her; let's hire two more to ensure our safety.
With so many people on the way, the round trip will definitely be slow.
Moreover, Shen Jiamu had heard that there was a post station at the entrance of the village. So their plan was to stay there for one night and then return.
She'd need to bring some dry food on the way up; actually, she just wanted some snacks. Otherwise, why bring dry food for a day's journey?
Make some ring-shaped cookies to take with you. Use flour, water, and honey to make ring-shaped cookies, and bake them in the oven until cooked.
It's crispy and crunchy, and you can also brew a pot of tea with some tea leaves.
The carriage ride was comfortable, and it only took half a day to reach the village where the chili peppers were grown.
I spent a day in the chili village, checking on the growth of the chilies; the first batch was about to be harvested.
The first batch of chili peppers will definitely be sent to Wang Yan and the others. Firstly, the restaurant is not yet finished, and secondly, Wang Yan only gave Shen Jiamu ten menus.
Six of the ten dishes on the menu are the same as the dishes currently on their table.
Naturally, chili peppers are needed. Although their current chili powder reserves can last for several years.
However, Shen Jiamu also agreed that they could continue to use this dish when making a banquet.
Aren't you afraid of being criticized for using food from small restaurants in a fancy restaurant?
No worries! The price of the sliced fish at Baifanlou is more than ten times that of the fish sold on the street, but people are still willing to eat there.
Moreover, the recipes on the menu provided by Wang Yan are more detailed; for example, the seasonings for boiled sliced pork have now increased to ten kinds.
After inspecting the chili peppers, Wang Yan glanced westward. If she followed this road for a few more days, she would reach Qingsong Academy, which her brother had always wanted to visit.
I don't know if my brother is in this academy now, or if he has gone somewhere else.
Wang Xing didn't go anywhere; he stayed in Yanxia Village, the same rural village where Xu Shaoqing lived.
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