Chapter 211 Opening



Nanny Shi and Bai Liu looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

Just listen to the advice. They are really afraid that Zhang will become arrogant once he gains power, and become self-righteous and make things worse.

The old lady and the second master knew very well that the second lady was shallow-minded and her joy, anger, sorrow and happiness were all shown on her face.

The requirements for her are not high. She is not expected to be a diplomatic expert or to handle diplomatic relationships for her husband.

As long as the Second Madam doesn't act rashly, listens to advice, doesn't do things she's not good at, and doesn't get cheated by others, she would be helping a lot.

After school, the children came to pay their respects, and Qiao Erlang asked Zhang about Laohu Town.

"Second Aunt, when will Grandma come to the capital again? My shop is scheduled to open during this holiday, and I want Grandma to help us take a look first."

"That's not certain. There are too many things going on in my hometown, and I need to be with you all the time. Your grandmother is very busy, and I'm afraid she won't be able to come for the time being. This has been planned for a long time, but what problems have you encountered?"

Qiao Erlang shook his head: "No, it's just that many classmates came to show their support that day, and if grandma and second uncle were there, we would feel more at ease."

My grandmother is the mainstay of the family. With her around, I have the energy to do things.

Qiao Erlang felt regretful and a little disappointed, but he also knew the importance of the matter!

My grandmother couldn't come because she must have something important to do, otherwise she would definitely not miss the opening ceremony.

Qiao Erlang was a little worried. "What do you think we should use to entertain everyone that day so that we don't spend too much money and don't lose face for our family?"

Qiao Dalang didn't care: "They have seen everything, so we should treat them with whatever they have. If we try too hard, it will backfire."

Qiao Sanlang thought more.

"I agree with Big Brother. Except for a few people who have a good relationship with us, most of us are just nodding acquaintances.

They took the initiative to come over to celebrate with us, but I was actually worried that some people would do something bad behind our backs.

If someone shows kindness to us for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief. We cannot rule out the possibility that some people really want to use this opportunity to ease relations with us.

But even Lu Le wants to come over. Isn't this just a weasel paying a New Year's visit to a chicken with ulterior motives?

Don't forget, there is a big feud between him and us! Who knows if there is any other conspiracy behind this? "

“What Third Brother said is right. Send more people when the time comes and keep an eye on it.

People who make food are afraid of problems. Even if there is a problem once, it will ruin their reputation."

Do we have to ask Uncle Zhang Hu for a few skilled guards? That would be too much trouble! "

"We must be on guard against others. Let's arrange it privately so that it won't be seen by others. Let's arrange one in the kitchen and one in the waiter's office first. It's better than trying to fix it after something goes wrong."

Qiao Dalang and Qiao Erlang agreed with this.

The brothers discussed other aspects again and were relieved after confirming that everything was correct.

We guys finally understood what Qiao Xin said, "What you learn from books is always shallow, and you don't know how difficult something is until you experience it."

It turns out that doing business is not easier than studying. You have to consider all the details. One mistake will lead to a complete failure!

On the opening day, Qiao Dalang and his brothers arrived early. They wanted to do one last inspection before the auspicious time, but they didn't expect to meet the owner of the Song kiln in front of the shop.

Song Yaotou pulled a cart of porcelain dolls and rushed to the city before dawn, fearing that he would delay his work. Finally, he delivered the goods to the store before sunrise.

Qiao Dalang was also surprised: "Uncle Song, why are you here?"

The kiln owner Song smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed.

"I was entrusted by the old lady to deliver something to the young master."

The Qiao family's young warriors were overjoyed: "Grandma asked you to send it over?"

"That's right. The old lady ordered a batch of porcelain jars with the twelve Chinese zodiac signs so that the young master can give them to his classmates who come to congratulate him on his opening day.

Look at them, they are all very rare and beautiful. Even an old man likes them very much.”

Qiao Dalang and his friends couldn't put the finished products down. It turns out that animals can be cute. They are so cute! Each of them is so cute that people can't help but want to touch them.

The young men touched this and looked at that, and couldn't let go of each one.

The little rabbit has its two long ears erect and a sweet smile on its face; the little monkey is scratching its ears and cheeks mischievously, as if it is about to jump up in the next second; the little pig is round and cute, which makes people feel happy when they see it.

Each zodiac ornament is lifelike, and their expressions and movements are full of personality. When placed on a table or bookshelf, they seem to have come to life, bringing infinite vitality and vigor to the room.

When Uncle Zhang's grandson was making it, he highlighted a cute and silly character. The fat belly was hollowed out, and a wooden stopper was placed underneath, which could be used as a piggy bank once opened.

The kiln owner Song took down another box from the car and said to Qiao Dalang and the others, "This is something the old lady gave you. It's a little different from the others."

Inside were porcelain dolls made in their image.

Qiao Xin drew cartoon versions of the pictures based on each person's appearance, but one can still vaguely discern each person's unique charm from the doll's eyebrows and eyes.

Similar in spirit but not in form!

Guan Jianze didn't expect that he would have a share.

"Is it really for me?"

Qiao Erlang looked over and said with a smile, "Who else could it be but you? With those thick lips, bushy eyebrows and tiger eyes, who else could it be but you?"

This is Prince Xu, with his peach blossom eyes and dark skin, which creates a cute contrast. "

Upon hearing this, everyone gathered together and began to compare whose doll looked more like themselves.

I see their actions becoming more and more childish.

Qiao Dalang said quickly, "Okay, put them all away first. There are so many people here today. If someone is blind and breaks them, it will be a big loss.

It's getting late, someone will be here soon, Yu Guanjia, take Uncle Song and the others to eat something first, and pay the money they owe, we can't let them come here for nothing."

"Okay, I'll do it right away!"

Seeing the street getting busier and busier, Qiao Dalang looked at the sundial and decided not to wait any longer. He immediately ordered his clerk to start setting off firecrackers at the door of the shop, took off the red silk on the plaque, and then put up the first day's business sign in the most conspicuous place in front of the door.

It’s finally officially opened!

The guys were wearing uniform clothes, standing on both sides of the pavilion, with their heads held high and their chests puffed out, each with a standard smile on their face.

Everything is ready, just waiting for the guests to come.

However, after half an hour, there was still no one at the door, not to mention the classmates who had made an appointment with them yesterday, even Master Xu had disappeared!

The faces of Qiao Dalang and his brothers turned ugly!

It looks like someone is secretly doing bad things and can't bear to see them suffer!

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