The Mid-Autumn Festival of the Ning Dynasty was only popular among the powerful and noble, and it was not widely circulated among the people, but this year's Jinling was a little different.

Under the deliberate promotion of the art garden, the advent of Shili fragrant red bean mooncakes, and the wind of moon appreciation swept the entire Jinling in just two days.

Outside the Ten Miles Piaoxiang Building, there was a long queue at this time, everyone looked at the stalls in front of the store, counting the red bean mooncakes piled up on the table, which made the people in front of the row excited, but made the people behind the row worry!

Zheng Xu hurriedly walked into the kitchen and said to a chef: "Master Zhao, the mooncakes outside the door are about to be sold out, how many have you baked here?" ”

"It's sold out again! Whoa, that's ......! Master Zhao muttered depressedly, and then asked behind him, "How many plates of mooncakes have you baked?" ”

"Only one plate has just been baked, and the rest of the small kilns have just brushed egg yolks, and we have to wait." A chef replied.

There was no need for Master Zhao to speak, Zheng Xu said angrily after hearing this: "It's been an hour, how can you bake a plate?" ”

"Alas, shopkeeper Zheng, just now the owner brought thirty boxes of moon cakes to the art ......" Before Master Zhao finished speaking, Zheng Xu waved his hand and said: "Forget it, I'll take out that plate, and take the rest to me as soon as it's baked." ”

After Zheng Xu finished speaking, he took a large plate of twelve mooncakes from a small chef, hurriedly walked out, and just put it on the table outside the building, and it was sold out after a while!

The price of red bean mooncakes is only ten yuan, and the fragrance of ten miles is a restriction on purchase, one person can only buy three, but even so, it has been in short supply since yesterday afternoon!

Zheng Xu can hardly imagine that when the two hundred mooncakes were placed outside the door yesterday morning, no one cared about them, and it seemed that the people were surprised that this huge restaurant suddenly set up stalls to sell, some people thought it was very expensive, and some people didn't know what the mooncakes were, so they didn't dare to try it easily.

At first, Zheng Xu was still worried, but it was only one morning, and as the number of people who tried it increased, all of a sudden, the water in front of the Ten Mile Piaoxiang Gate was impassable!

At this time, on the art street, Tao Rong and others only built a large umbrella pavilion yesterday is full of people, waiting for the arrival of their customized moon cakes, and they don't even have to queue up.

Zhang Tan deliberately pushed the trivial things, and sat in the stall of his art street, looking at the guests under the big umbrella, and his mood was depressed.

Although the appearance of moon cakes did not hit his business, but also took advantage of the atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Festival to sell well, but now he only has this kind of commodity, and the things made by several pastry chefs invited to make it, not to mention whether it can enter Dong Ce's eyes, even he himself denied it!

Zhang Fu packed a copper coin sword that had just been sold, respectfully handed it to the guest, and then looked at his brother's sad look, and couldn't help but joke: "Big brother, it's not a way for you to go on like this, when the osmanthus is gone, and the honey is not enough, what are you going to sell?" ”

When Zhang Tan heard this, he was depressed and said, "What should I do?" Brother, I am just a grain merchant, not a cook, and the things made by those pastry chefs are not new, not as delicious as osmanthus cake but more expensive than osmanthus cake, I can't sell a few a day, and in the end I can only eat it myself, but when my family saw me take the pastry back, they ...... Alas! Speaking of which, it's also to blame this Dong Ce, who only taught me one and then left it alone. ”

Zhang Fu smiled and said: "Big brother, you can't blame others, although Master Dong's teaching is to teach people knowledge and pass on skills, but this skill alone is enough to make a living, such as my brother's osmanthus cake, which can easily feed a family by passing it on to one person, but in this way, many people will stop waiting!" And the one who can stand out from these people, my brother guesses that he must grasp the new ideas and grind new skills alone to achieve things, rather than bothering others everywhere. ”

"It's so light, but it's easier said than done." Zhang Tan smiled bitterly.

"Because of this, it can become a foothold, my brother thinks, instead of lingering under the nose of the scholars, it is better to slowly put the focus on this, recruit more people, develop new pastries, and win guests with new ideas, now the art garden is not rehearsing a new play, how can it stand for a long time only by relying on the broken jade case, and my brother and I have recently come up with a new magic weapon, and I am preparing to do it."

After Zhang Tan listened to Zhang Fu's words, he fell into deep thought.

Selling grain is his main business, how can he say that he will give up, but nine times out of ten, the grain of the Ning Dynasty is in the hands of the Shi clan, that is, his lifeline is in the hands of others, and when they change a chess piece on that day, it will also announce the death of his Zhang family!

The Zhang brothers here were discussing new ideas, and in the stall opposite, Tu Xiaohua didn't dare to look at the sons gathered in front of the stall, and lowered his head and squeaked: "This is not made by the master, but ...... It's me...... Made! ”

"I see! I said why this painting is too stiff and lacking, especially the delicate patterns of the dark places in the mountains and the leaf patterns of the tree poles, which are far inferior to the murals outside Master Dong's door. ”

A son was arguing about a lacquer painting in the stall, and on the side, another son hurriedly said: "Since Zhou Gongzi's taste in lacquer painting is so high, he is obviously not interested in this painting, flower lady, I want this painting, wrap it up." ”

Before Tu Xiaohua could speak, the Zhou Gongzi hurriedly said: "Who said I don't want it, Hua Niang, this is 500 Wen, you can take it!" ”

"This is the first masterpiece of the flower lady, although the price is 500 Wen, but it also depends on the situation, everyone is coming together, and there is no first to come to say, you out of 500, I also out of 500, then who belongs to? It's better to get the one with the highest price, and I'll be consistent! ”

Zhou Gongzi was anxious when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "I'll add another hundred Wen!" ”

"Hmph, I'm embarrassed to add a hundred articles, always five." Another son spoke up.

As a result, several sons raised their prices and argued.

Tu Xiaohua looked at this situation, her face was really burning, and she said several times that the ticket price of the stall in the art street was fixed to death, and it should not be added indiscriminately, but people didn't hear it at all, and in the end, it was the young man who was arranged by the Four Treasures Workshop to explain to the boys in his voice that they stopped raising the price, but they still continued to argue about who could buy it.

Today's art street is extremely lively, all the stalls have not cut off the source of customers, and even many goods have been sold out, among them, the moon cakes with ten miles of fragrance are the most serious, basically sold out instantly as soon as they come, and then there is a new painting of Chang'e running to the moon fan in the orchid fan workshop, and even the screen has been placed more than 30 orders, this is enough for the orchid fan workshop to be busy for two months!

The three copper lamps of Ming Jianxuan are also about to be out of stock, although this thing is not as popular as Tao Rong's wood art, but the price is far from being comparable to wood, but the production time is also longer, but the money earned is much higher than that of the wood art stall!

Yang Ji lives in pain and happiness, because no one cares about the clothes they make themselves, and the clothes made by Yiyuan have dissipated, which is all caused by opera, but the Yang family can't help but sell it, after all, this sales are obvious to all, but every piece has been plucked by Yiyuan!