Chang’an Peasant Girl

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Jing Jing snickered in her heart and raised her eyebrows: "Don't you want it?"

Wang Youbao argued strongly: "Then you can't burn it either. After all, this was written by Miss Li with pen and ink."

Dead ducks have tough mouths. Jing Jing snickered even more fiercely in her heart, not showing her face, nor piercing Wang Youbao, she just said: "The letter is in your hands, I can be considered to have completed the task my apprentice gave me, as for what you will do with the letter, then It's up to you."

"You" Wang Youbao held the letter in his hand, and it was like holding a hot potato. He burned it for An Jing and Xiao Changyi again, but he was reluctant to burn it, but the etiquette made him feel that he should not accept this letter, let alone read it.

An Jing pretended not to notice Wang Youbao's entanglement, and said, "By the way, Youbao, did you buy sweet potatoes and make them fans? We have been here for more than three months, and I don't know if you did it or not."

"Done." Wang Youbao's attention was immediately diverted, and he subconsciously put the letter into his arms, watching Jing Jing and snickering in his heart. "It's all done according to the method you taught, and it's already sold in the restaurant. Now our restaurant's business is so good that some people can't even eat it even if they line up."

Speaking of this, Wang Youbao remembered something and said quickly, "Quiet, our two restaurants are too small. I plan to open another semicolon in Hecheng County. What do you think?"

An Jing was very surprised, and after looking at Xiao Changyi, she asked, "Restaurants really make so much money?"

Wang Youbao said: "In the past, I could only earn more than 20,000 taels per month on average, and it has never exceeded 30,000 taels, but since fans sold in restaurants last month, you can never imagine the popularity of fans. Now, the accountant has sorted out the account, the two restaurants have made a total of 54,000 taels, and the day before yesterday, I gave the 27,000 taels to you, the shopkeeper of your rice shop, Meng Da."

"" After a quiet silence, he asked curiously, "How much do you sell for a bowl of hot and sour noodles?"

Wang Youbao: "One or two."

Quiet:""

Wang Youbao continued: "This hot and sour noodle is really loved by many people, especially when the weather is cold, once you eat it, your whole body is warm, and some people can even eat three bowls in a row. Of course, the most important thing is that fans only have Our Qianwei Restaurant has it, so we can sell it at such a high price."

Quiet is considered to have convinced Wang Youbao. Fortunately, Wang Youbao doesn't earn money from farmers. Which farmer can afford to eat it? A bowl of hot and sour noodles is only a tael of silver. Maybe one bowl is not enough!

Looking at her husband again, and seeing her husband nodding at her, she said to Wang Youbao, "Since you make so much money, then you can open another semicolon, we have no problem."

"Okay!" Wang Youbao was very happy. Opening a semicolon is to make more money, how could he who loves money be unhappy.

An Jing was not polite to Wang Youbao, and said bluntly: "I asked if you are a fan, because I want you to give us some, and we will take it back and eat."

If she was not pregnant, she could have made the sweet potatoes into fans with her husband.

But now that she is pregnant, her husband will never let her work so hard to be a fan, but her husband can't be a fan by himself, and you need at least two people to be a fan.

"I have a lot in my family, wait a minute, I'll let someone get some for you." After saying that, Wang Youbao asked his servants to get some fans.