Chapter Ninety-Seven: Dim Sum Turmoil

Qingyunxuan in Zhili is a complete copy of the Yuzhou teahouse.

Xia Qingyun plans to build the teahouse into a chain operation model in the future, with a unified store name, a unified decoration, as small as the style of a tea cup, the clothes of the guys in the hall, and as large as the management rules and regulations, all of which are exactly the same.

Her goal is to open teahouses in every province. The reopened teahouse will take the two teahouses in the north and south as a model and adopt the method of franchising to expand.

Qi now has a total of 18 large provinces, according to the estimation of three teahouses in each province, each teahouse charges a franchise fee of 50,000 taels of silver, and this input alone can earn 2.6 million taels per year! Coupled with the sales of tea and tea sets, how can you make seven or eight million taels of silver a year!

After dinner, my father and mother, Yao Xili, Hua Sedum and others gathered in the study, listening to Xia Qingyun talk about the grand plan for the future, and they were excited one by one.

"If that's the case, I really won't run those Laoshzi's medicinal herb business in the future!" Sedum said while making calculations.

The Hua family now mainly relies on the medicinal herb business, and the profits of the north and south are at most 500,000 taels a year. And only four months after the opening of Yuzhou Teahouse, he received 59,000 taels, accounting for more than 10% of the annual income!

Father and mother glanced at each other, and they were also full of emotion.

At the beginning of last year, the Xia family was still living in a wooden house with leaky winds, and drinking a bowl of porridge was a luxury. Since Xia Qingyun started to run a tea garden after his illness, the life of the family has undergone earth-shaking changes, and now they carry hundreds of taels of silver tickets on their bodies at any time, and the amount of silver on the account is even more than she can count!

Survived. There will be blessings, this sentence fell on Xia Qingyun, but it is not wrong at all!

A few people are looking forward to a better life in the future, until it gets dark.

Yao Xili suddenly remembered something, slapped his thigh and shouted, "Oops! Why haven't the pastries of Daoxiangchun in Beijing been delivered yet? ”

In order to prepare for tomorrow's opening, he specially ordered 100 catties of all kinds of fresh pastries in Daoxiangchun, and said that they would be delivered today, but it was dark, and there was no trace of delivery.

He hurriedly ordered people to follow the official road to check in the direction of the capital. Half an hour later. The family brought back a coachman covered in mud and water.

"Master, I'm really sorry!" The coachman held a silver ticket with a sad face: "On the way, I was hit by a carriage carrying grain, and the snacks were all detained in the river." The two hundred taels of silver were the money they lost. Shall I pay you all the money? ”

Yao Xili was anxious. The refreshments are gone. What's the use of losing a lot of money!

The coachman knelt down in front of everyone, "Ladies and gentlemen, the whole family points to my errand in Daoxiangchun. I beg you to hold up your noble hands, don't pursue it with the owner, I beg you! ”

Dad and mother couldn't bear it, and Yao Xili was also in a dilemma. Hua Sedum frowned and said: "The matter has come to this, even if you find Daoxiangchun overnight, you won't have time to make new dim sum and ship it back." ”

Xia Qingyun opened his mouth and said: "Forget it, third uncle, don't embarrass the eldest brother of the coachman, we only received dim sum money." ”

The coachman thanked him and limped out with his subordinates.

Yao Xili was anxious, "What can I do?" There are only some dried fruit preserves and peanuts and melon seeds in the warehouse, and the dim sum shops in the county town are also closed, and they will open tomorrow. ”

"There's no other way but we'll have to do it ourselves!" Xia Qingyun calmly ordered: "Third uncle, you go to the farm to look for it, and bring any fresh ingredients." ”

"Uncle, you go to the butcher shop in the county town and see what leftover materials you can buy."

"Dad, your name is Uncle Ueda, there are still some planks and bamboo chips in the backyard, hurry up and make some small steamers. Mother, let's go to the kitchen and have a look. There are still six or seven hours to leave Zhang, how can I rush to make some. ”

The crowd immediately split up.

After a stick of incense, Hua Sedum came to the kitchen sweating profusely, he knocked on several pork shops in a row, and people said that the meat had already been sold out, and only half of the pork ribs were left, and he still kept it for his own food.

He went to a halal butcher's shop, where there were only a few beef tongues and a few tripes, and a basket of chicken feet.

Usually these things are going to be thrown away, and he doesn't dare to buy them, so he runs back and asks.

"Yes, all of them!"

"Gotcha, I'm going to wrap up the round!"

After another half an hour, Yao Xili drove the carriage back a basket of potatoes, a basket of eggs, a basket of small greens, and two buckets each containing more than half a bucket of milk.

"There are so many things on the Zhuangzi, let me collect them all!" Yao Xili can't cook, and he can't imagine what snacks can be made with these, no matter what thirty-seven twenty-one, pull it back first.

Aunts, aunts, aunts, and aunts who live on the farm heard that they were going to make snacks and came along to help.

Xia Qingyun thought about it, and had someone to help with the preparations for the evening, so he asked them to go to the house to rest first, and then get up to help make snacks before dawn tomorrow.

After counting the ingredients he had collected, Xia Qingyun had a recipe in his heart, and he could make at least five or six kinds of sweet and salty refreshments with these things.

He also asked Yao Xili to go back to the farm, grind half a bag of rice into very fine rice flour, and told him not to rush, the finer the grinding, the better, just get it before dawn.

went around to the backyard and saw that his father and Tian Zhenyu had already made more than 30 small steamers, so he instructed his subordinates to find some lotus leaves, and cut them into several rounds according to the size of the steamer.

When she returned to the kitchen, she instructed her servants to wash the heart, tongue, and tripe of the cow and scald them with boiling water. The mother prepared a large pot of marinade, threw it in and slowly marinated it over low heat.

Wash the chicken feet, chop them into two sections, and fry them in hot oil until golden brown for later use.

The pork ribs are also chopped into inch pieces, soaked in blood water, added minced green onions, shredded ginger, white wine and salt, mixed well, and set aside to marinate.

Cut the potatoes into thin strips, boil them in the water until they are medium-rare, take them out and spread them out on the bamboo plaque to dry.

In the end, she sent the people away, closed the door, and took her mother, Xue'er and Black Star, along with two large buckets of milk, a large basket of eggs, and a bag of white noodles into the Ruyi Treasure Pavilion.

Xia Qingyun separated the egg yolk from the egg white, added a lot of sugar to the egg white, and gave Black Star a demonstration and asked him to whip the egg white.

It is really worthy of the incarnation of the black panther, I saw the black star's wrist flying, and the speed was no less than the high-speed egg beating machine in the previous life.

In a few moments, the clear egg white turns into a snow-white and smooth meringue.

Xia Qingyun mixed flour, egg yolk and milk together in a basin, added freshly beaten meringue, and put it in a baking basket to bake.

He also asked Qingmei and others to take more than 100 white porcelain cups and wipe them clean, and smear the inner wall with a layer of vegetable oil.

She boiled half a pot of caramel in a pot and shook it evenly with two teaspoons of hot water, evenly reaching a little in each cup.

While the caramel was solidifying, she beat the eggs, mixed them with the remaining milk, added enough sugar, stirred well, and poured them into white porcelain cups with the caramel, which she steamed in a steamer.

After doing all this in one go, she sat down to catch her breath and pulled a list of snacks for her mother. (To be continued......)