Early the next morning

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A group of stewards came to Ouyang Ying's courtyard early, who dares to argue with Ouyang Ying now?

A few days ago, something like that happened scared the stewards to wipe out all the hands and feet on the ledger. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is afraid that there will be a slight mistake, let the prime minister punish him.

Ouyang Ying looked down at them, "Come one by one from left to right." "I believe that there will be no problem with the ledger this time.

The steward on the far left immediately handed the account book to Qingyan, "Miss, the slave is the steward of the rouge shop on the street in the south of the city." ”

The south of the city is the place where the wealthy and merchants in the capital are most concentrated. To the east of the city was the Imperial Palace, and to the north of the city was where many officials gathered. The west of the city is a place where people from middle and lower families gather, but there are also places to sell things.

Ouyang Ying took the account book and opened it and looked at it, after this period of bad compensation, the account book didn't look very laborious, but it took a little longer.

Ouyang Ying looked at the account book of this rouge shop, although this shop mainly sells two types of rouge gouache, but there are many types of rouge gouache.

Ouyang Ying didn't find any problems, selling 1,200 silver taels this month was nearly 10% more than last month. Excluding costs and labor costs, the net profit is not less than 1,000 taels.

Who has the best money since ancient times?

Woman!

"Next." Ouyang Ying said lightly.

The second is the steward of Yipinju, which is worthy of being in charge of the restaurant, and the tonnage of this steward knows that the food is good on weekdays.

Yipinxiang is specially aimed at the people who have a better life as customers, so in this capital where every inch of land is expensive, the price is average, but the taste is good.

But the cost is high, and there are more than 50 people up and down in a restaurant. The monthly money for running the hall is not much, only five dollars of silver, but the chef is expensive, and it is all at the end of the year.

It just so happened that last month was the day when the chefs were paid, so this alone was close to the income of the rouge shop.

And this year, after the disaster, many people couldn't eat, let alone go to the restaurant. Therefore, Yipinju's monthly income is only more than 300 taels.

Ouyang Ying didn't say anything to the steward of Yipinju, but she had a battle in her heart.

A morning passed quickly, and Ouyang Ying finished all the housekeeping.

Back in the boudoir, Ouyang Ying let Qingyan stay alone, "Qingyan, your young lady is not in a very beautiful mood. Ouyang Ying's belly was dark.

He was stunned for a moment, "Huh? Miss, let's set the meal first, it's noon. ”

Listening to these words, Ouyang Ying hated that iron could not become steel...

Ouyang Ying sighed, "I'm weak now, and I don't have the energy to do anything." Whispering, you have to do something for your young lady! ”

"Huh? Do what? Miss, do you read the account book all morning without weakness in your limbs? Do you want the slave to go to the kitchen to get food for you, and you will have strength after eating? Today it seems that there is red date hen soup. "I put myself in her shoes! She's the little sun of the young lady.

Ouyang Ying listened to the red date hen soup that she said lightly, and the corners of her mouth twitched, "Haven't you heard that Aunt Zhang has been eating something lately and it's not clean?" Last time, I ate a white flower bug. ”

Hearing Ouyang Ying say this, she continued to exert the warmth of the little sun, "Miss, it must be that Aunt Zhang's small kitchen is not clean." But we're eating in a big kitchen. Forgive them and don't dare to slack off on your food. ”

Looking at the incomprehensible look, Ouyang Ying stroked her forehead, "Forget it, I won't sell it to you, your young lady is going out to let off steam." ”