Chapter 7: The Old Society of All Evils
For the Hu family restaurant, Shen Wuyan did have some plans before, after all, this was a shop opened by Governor Hu's relatives, even if they didn't come to find trouble to grab business, the business here would become more and more difficult to do. [Ran^Text^Library] [](Ran Library (7764))
However, it is still too early to say this at this time, there are many people who do not buy Hu Zongxian's account, and there will be people who have a festival with Hu Zongxian, and they dare not go directly to face to face, so they came over to have a luxurious hand in the Shen family restaurant, and they also relieved their anger.
Of course, these things have not yet taken shape, and they are not in the plan for Shen Wuyan, if there is really that deviation, so that Shen Wuliang offends the Hu family restaurant, he can only blame him for not opening his eyes and being unlucky.
Although Wang Shaoqing's family banquet was simple, it still made Shen Wuyan feel that it was not simple, a seemingly ordinary chef could make all the famous dishes in Suzhou.
These southern Jiangsu dishes that were once only seen on the recipe are now in front of me, but they are still a little unaccustomed to eating.
Southern Jiangsu cuisine is sweet, and Shen Wuyan has lived in the north for many years before, so it is really uncomfortable to eat. It's just that the chef is good, and it won't taste too bad after all, and I'm gradually getting used to this flavor.
"Actually, I don't hide it from Brother Wuyan, I will come here from Shaoxing every month, saying that I came to see Brother Shaoqing, but in fact, it is for Aunt Li's cooking......"
Xu Wenchang lives in Shaoxing, he and Wang Shaoqing have been old friends for many years, and the two know each other very well. At this time, the atmosphere suddenly rose.
During the banquet, the three of them talked about some things about calligraphy, painting and poetry, which shows that Xu Wenchang is good at this, and the calligraphy in his mouth is the first, the poem is the second, the text is the third, and the painting is the fourth, and ordinary people may feel arrogant when they hear it, but Wang Shaoqing shows full recognition. Wang Shaoqing is cautious, since he can recognize it, it can be seen.
Of course, Shen Wuyan didn't see Xu Wenchang's calligraphy, painting and poetry at this time, so he couldn't comment on it, but listening to his words showed his attainments in this industry, and it was not an exaggeration to call him a genius in the world.
If you talk about it, Shen Wuyan prefers people like Wang Shaoqing, he is quiet and decent, and there is no disharmony with etiquette. Even if you encounter disagreeable words, you mostly keep your mouth shut, so you will naturally avoid a lot of conflicts and get along more comfortably.
Xu Wenchang was a little frenzied, although he deserved his name, he seemed debauched.
The first meeting of the three of them began to end on a certain day in March of the 40th year of Jiajing, and I don't know when the next time will be. This kind of gathering is probably like this, at least in Shen Wuyan's heart, it is nothing more than a meeting in Pingshui.
The two sent Xu Wenchang to the entrance of the alley, and there was another episode, and the plaque ordered yesterday had been delivered.
When he looked at the three words "Wake Up Eight Guests" on the plaque, Shen Wuyan almost cried, this plaque made of ten taels of silver turned out to be "Wake Up Eight Guests", not the "Starbucks" he wanted, and his morale was immediately half gone.
It's just that Xu Wenchang immediately stepped forward and exclaimed: "This 'awakening eight guests' has a relative feeling with the eight immortals in the drink, but it seems to be an interpretation of everyone who is drunk and I am sober." Thinking about it, Brother Wuyan is also positive, and Brother Shaoqing ...... That's it. ”
Wang Shaoqing knew what he was going to say, but he always felt a little paranoid about his passivity in the matter of joining the office, but he was also kind, so he didn't say anything.
After Xu Wenchang said this, Shen Wuyan suddenly felt that this name was a little interesting, I was afraid that Yue'er had misunderstood her meaning, but now I thought about it and understood it at that time, it turned out to be like this.
"'Wake up the eight guests' is not bad."
After returning to the shop, I simply cleaned up and started to work on the shop, after all, you can't always spend money and not make money. At this time, the decoration had not yet been completed, so he could only start from some other aspects, such as some of the publicity activities that Shen Wuyan was about to prepare.
After the lunch break.
Yue'er brought five fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys to the teahouse, all of whom had dirty faces and worn clothes, looking like little beggars begging along the street.
Yue'er shook her head helplessly, then pointed to the backyard, and said loudly to these little beggars: "There is a well in the backyard, you can go and clean it now." ”
After Wang Shaoqing came out at noon, Shen Wuyan asked him to go to the street to find some fourteen or fifteen-year-old children, and also stipulated height and weight. Girls love cleanliness, and after wandering around at noon, they found such a few that they looked at a little bit of eye-catching.
Just as he was talking, Shen Wuyan also walked in from outside the door, he dragged two large cloth bags, raised his head and said, "Yue'er will cook first, I'll arrange it here, the children are afraid that they are hungry, and they will talk about it when they are full." ”
Yue'er originally disliked these little beggars for being dirty, but she was born poor since she was a child, and when she saw their thin little faces, she had to sigh helplessly and said, "I've asked them, and they're willing to come over to help." ”
Although he has gradually adapted to this evil old society, Shen Wuyan still adheres to some good habits from his previous life, such as hoping that these little beggars will come to help, and he must also ask for their opinions.
It's just that the old society is the old society, and these children gladly accepted it when they heard that they could eat enough every day, and that they could get money and just do some simple work.
Regarding this situation, Shen Wuyan could only sigh, but there was no way, he couldn't change the concept of this world, all he could do was to give these children more help, at least they didn't have to beg so lowly.
Looking at these children with round eyes, Shen Wuyan didn't say anything, just beckoned Yue'er to come over and cook.
Yue'er responded, but was attracted by the cloth bag in Shen Wuyan's hand, and hurriedly stepped forward to untie it, but she was stunned again, and said curiously: "Does the young master want to teach them to read?" I'm afraid they don't want to study. ”
Shen Wuyan's baggage was some small Confucian robes ordered by the tailor's shop during yesterday's morning exercise, which were suitable for children of this age.
In fact, these children are all about to eat on weekdays, how can they be in the mood to read, and in their eyes, books are just thinking about whether they will have a stomachache if they don't get anything to eat on one day, or whether they will have a stomachache if they eat these papers another day.
He didn't explain much, just passed it off on the grounds of propaganda needs, and went back to the backyard study to keep some accounts and budgets.
After some gobbling up, the children freshened up and changed into newly-made robes, and at this time they did not look like little beggars at all, but like children studying in the school.
Shen Wuyan could see that they were still a little timid, so they still had a defensive look on their faces, and just smiled gently at these teenagers and turned to other things.
It wasn't until they all finished eating that they let them come over, and said slowly: "My name is Shen Wuyan, I actually want to give you a job when I come here, this job completely abides by the laws of the Ming Dynasty, but it may be a little hard, and I will give you three taels of silver every month." ”
"Three or two." Several younger teenagers let out surprised voices: "We will beg for three taels of silver for three months." ”
Shen Wuyan had roughly calculated before, one tael of silver in Da Ming was probably equal to a thousand yuan in his previous life, and three taels of silver was actually relatively high, especially for these children who had nothing to do.
And before giving three taels of silver, I also discussed with Yue'er for a long time, and the reason why I was so entangled was actually a little reluctant in my heart.
In the previous life, no matter what kind of part-time job, I would not let a group of fourteen or fifteen-year-old children do it, which is still a little unfair to children, even if they are given high remuneration and very preferential benefits, there is always a hurdle in their hearts.
After all, it is still the plot of the Holy Mother, Shen Wuyan scolded himself like this countless times after ordering three taels of silver, but there was no way to change it, three taels and three taels, it was a big deal to find a way to earn more.
Yue'er, who was silent on the side at this time, already knew that what she didn't understand was why the young master wanted to find these little beggars, and why he took a notice he wrote himself to the bookstore and asked her to help print thousands of copies.
At this time, the thousands of pieces of paper called leaflets were piled up in the corner of the room, and there was a huge painting on the side, on which were some flowers and plants painted by Shen Wuyan himself with solid color dye, as well as a few lines of poetry and the three words 'Awakening Eight Guests'.
Yue'er has followed Shen Wuyan for many years, and naturally understands some calligraphy and painting, but Shen Wuyan's painting is the first time she has seen it, and she can't understand this calligraphy and painting that is completely out of line.
Later, Shen Wuyan explained again, what is the style of Western painting, highlighting the theme, so that it can make the customer's eyes shine, in short, it is all strange words, it is difficult to understand, so I didn't care.
"In fact, the task of the first month is not difficult, just need you to send out these thousands of leaflets, and try to distribute them to every reader, so that the readers of Shiquan Street know that there is such a teahouse as 'Awakening Eight Guests' on this side of Daru Lane."
What Shen Wuyan wants is the preliminary publicity work, whether it is to use these bright styles to make billboards or distribute leaflets, it is all to beat the reputation of the teahouse first.
After the teenagers arranged the tasks, they all packed up the assigned leaflets.
After all, it's not the children who are pampered by the family all day long, these children are used to it, so they don't feel that it is too hard to do these things, anyway, they have to walk around the streets, and doing these things is just a convenient thing.
After a simple arrangement of the task location, the five children went out and walked in their own direction.
This scene was seen by Wang Shaoqing, who was passing by, he was originally a teacher, but now when he saw these children in Confucian robes, he secretly thought in his heart, could it be that this Shen Gongzi also taught books? It's just that between listening to his words, he doesn't seem to be interested in Confucianism and Taoism.
It also happened that there was nothing to do, so he walked into the teahouse that was being renovated.
Shen Wuyan was explaining some questions to Yue'er, and looked at Wang Shaoqing, who had a puzzled face, walking in, and had already guessed what he wanted to ask, but he still quipped: "Mr. Shaoqing is the first guest of this 'Awakening Eight Guests', but what do you want." ”
Wang Shaoqing was serious, and when he heard Shen Wuyan joking, he also smiled: "On the boundary of Suzhou, it would be insulting to Siwen if you don't order the pot Biluochun, but it's not bad to say that it's Longjing, do you have it?" ”