Yang Donghu pricked up his ears to listen to the two people talking. No wonder the shopkeeper was a businessman. The original price was sixty cents, but he never thought that the shopkeeper was so good at it and sold it for twenty cents more.
Yang Donghu was naturally happy to make a lot of money, and he would smile with his eyes narrowed no matter what his second brother said.
The waiter was already very thirsty from the long journey, and after talking for a while, his mouth was inevitably dry. He drank some tea to relieve his breath, and laughed when he heard what Zhao Luochuan said: "Changliang, my boss wants to ask if this business will still be done in the future. If so, please give me a definite answer and I will go back to talk to the boss. There are still many people waiting to place orders."
"Of course we'll do business that makes money. Tell the shopkeeper that we'll only pick up the cakes every three days. Pastries like these won't keep for long. If they lose their flavor after five or six days, they'll be no good. As for whether you should send someone to pick them up, or we'll deliver them? We'll discuss this with your shopkeeper tomorrow when we go to town."
"Okay, then you guys should prepare some today and bring them over tomorrow. We'll talk about it then."
"good."
The waiter was still waiting to go back to serve, and did not dare to stay any longer. After finishing what the shopkeeper had instructed him to do, he hurried back.
Yang Donghu untied the purse, and the copper coins inside felt heavy. This was a good start. Although the money was not much, it was just the beginning after all, and it was not easy to earn so much. At least this business was safer than being a hunter.
He hadn't yet brought up the fact that he didn't want Zhao Luochuan to be a hunter, but now that he had the confidence, Yang Donghu was thinking of finding a suitable time to talk to Zhao Luochuan.
Yang Donghu showed the purse to Zhao Luochuan, with expectation in his eyes, as if asking for praise from Zhao Luochuan.
"That's amazing." Zhao Luochuan patted his head with a doting look on his face.
Since Yang Donghu had work to do, Zhao Fangyu felt embarrassed to ask for help, so he went back to the next yard after dinner.
Making peach blossom cakes takes time. Although it can be made faster with the earthen kilns nowadays, the space in the earthen kilns is limited after all, and it is impossible to make three days' worth of cakes at a time.
So we have to start working from noon.
Zhao Fangchu still remembered that Yang Donghu said he wanted to hire him as a waiter, and he volunteered to stay and help Yang Donghu make pastries.
He was still wearing clothes that had just been made. When he was making cakes, he had to mix and knead the dough, so there was no telling when the dust might get on his clothes.
The new clothes had only been worn a few times, so they were naturally very precious. Yang Donghu asked Zhao Fangchu to go back and change into old clothes before coming back, and he also went to the inner room to change into a new set.
Zhao Luochuan followed him into the house and changed into an old robe to cover himself. Yang Donghu thought he was going to help make the cakes, so he quickly said, "Fang Chu will help me later. Don't get involved anymore."
"We don't have enough honey at home. I'll go to the mountain to check it out when I have some free time. If I go to the mountain again in a few days, where will you get this stuff by yourself?"
Yang Donghu pondered for a moment, then hesitantly said, "I want to tell you something. Peach Blossom Cakes are selling pretty well right now..."
Zhao Luochuan untied the belt on his clothes and lowered his head and said, "Huh? What's wrong?"
"I want to turn this into a business. We can make money anyway. You should stop going to the mountains so often in the future. Not only is it dangerous, but each time you go there you'll be away for more than a month. I always feel like something is missing when you're not at home." Yang Donghu said in a low voice.
Zhao Luochuan paused, as if he hadn't expected Yang Donghu to say that, and said with a smile, "Why? Can't bear to leave me?"
Yang Donghu wanted to keep him more than she was embarrassed, so she bit her lip and nodded.
He rarely joked, so Zhao Luochuan put away his playful thoughts and seriously considered whether Yang Donghu's words were feasible. He said seriously, "I know that going up the mountain will take a long time, and you will inevitably be worried at home. But Brother Fang Yu has only been up the mountain for half a year and is not yet well-equipped to deal with the wild animals there. If I suddenly say I won't go anymore, I'm afraid Brother Fang Yu will have a hard time doing this job."
Yang Donghu had also considered what he said, and he knew that what Zhao Luochuan said were facts before him. At that time, he thought things were simple, but now he thinks that they were indeed not well thought out.
Yang Donghu lowered his eyes, making it impossible to tell what he was feeling. He nodded and said nothing more, but one could tell from his face that he was somewhat unhappy.
Zhao Luochuan stepped forward and hugged him in his arms. He rubbed his chin against the top of Yang Donghu's head and said in a low voice, "Are you unhappy? Do you feel wronged?"
The two of them are now in love with each other, and they can only spend a few days together in a month, which is not enough. When he just came back, he was very happy, but when Yang Donghu thought that Zhao Luochuan would have to leave again in two days, he felt sad.
"I don't feel wronged, I just don't want to be separated from you for too long."
"The mountains are too dangerous, with wild animals lurking around at random. If it weren't for this, I would definitely bring you with me, but I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you if I'm in danger."
Yang Donghu didn't feel wronged at first, but the more Zhao Luochuan talked, the more sour he felt in his heart, and he even felt a sour taste in his nose.
He thought he wasn't a crybaby, and didn't want to shed tears in front of Zhao Luochuan. He lowered his head and whispered, "Yeah, I know."
"Donghu." Zhao Luochuan lifted his chin and kissed her face. "I don't want to be separated from you either, but have you forgotten, Donghu? I want to marry you. I want to give you the best I can, so I have to go out and earn money. Peach Blossom Cakes are your craft, and the money you earn is yours. You can't ask me to use your money to marry you. What would that mean?"
Yang Donghu was displeased: "What's yours and mine? Why are you so distant and so clear about the division of money?"
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