The beautiful scenery, the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the hot dry noodles with a strong fragrance, living in a fresh and elegant house, life can be like this, I am afraid that many people have felt that this life is worthwhile. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

An hour or two later, the autumn equinox gradually rose, and it was slightly cool, and everyone, including Zhao Guangyi, finally digested the food in their stomachs, so Zhao Gu invited them out again.

In the largest courtyard of the residential area, a table and futon have been set up, a total of 62 tables, on which there are drinks and several refreshing side dishes, which is a must-have set for drinking and admiring the moon.

Zhao Guangyi and the others entered the courtyard refreshed, sat down according to their status, Zhao Gu then walked to the center of the courtyard, hugged his fists and said: "Everyone, today's Mid-Autumn Festival, there is a moon and wine, if you don't write a few poems, I'm afraid you will live up to this beautiful scenery, I don't know what you think?" ”

Everyone smiled and nodded, in the Great Song Dynasty, the most attractive thing was not power and fame, but poetry, this is the overall environment, and the title of the literati and ink writer's paradise dynasty is not covered.

At that moment, Zhao Gu asked people to send pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and let everyone compose poems and lyrics.

For this kind of cultural meeting, everyone does not participate in three or four times a month and is uncomfortable, naturally very clear about the various rules, at the moment many people hold a wine glass in one hand, a pen in the other, and think about it.

At this time, it is natural that some people are opportunistic and have already thought of poetry in advance, so many people are full of confidence, dangling around with wine glasses, quite the "style and bones" of ancient "scholars".

As for Cao Bin and other generals, they dozed impatiently one by one, in their opinion, the moon is so round every fifteenth day of the month, it has been like this since ancient times, where is it worthy of people to sing praises every year, it is really boring enough.

If there is a war one day, no matter how good your poetry is, will you still be able to resist the enemy?

This kind of thing can only be seen by opinion!

Zhao Gu, the initiator of the literary meeting, didn't think so much, all he cared about was that after today, this literary meeting led by Zhao Gu, the emperor and high-ranking officials of the Manchu Dynasty competed to dance and make ink, what kind of waves would be set off in Kaifeng City.

It is foreseeable that after today, the fame of Xianyun Villa will become more and more huge, if someone makes a quatrain today, Zhao Gu will order someone to frame it, then the influence of this literary meeting will be enough to write it into the annals of history.

What is the result?

Naturally, Zhao Gu is making more and more money!

Holding a plate of fried chestnuts, Zhao Gu went directly to the end, peeling and eating at the same time, and drinking a little wine from time to time, not to mention how refreshing.

While eating, two pot-bellied guys walked up to him, giggling shyly.

"What's wrong with the two of you?" Zhao Gu was like a mirror in his heart, these two guys wanted to talk about business with him nine times out of ten, but he still pretended not to know and asked.

These two people are usually regarded as the owners of a big commercial house in Kaifeng City, but they are very cautious beside Zhao Gu at this time, and they said with a smile: "Marquis Zhao, both of us are businessmen, and what businessmen say is naturally business, and I hope that Marquis Zhao will not dislike our low status." ”

Zhao Gu shook his head: "What are you talking about, aren't I also a businessman?" ”

"That's good, then the two of us don't say secret words, Zhao Houye, both of us open restaurants and restaurants, and we can be regarded as small assets in this Great Song Dynasty, and I am afraid that there are hundreds of stores in total, but the things we sell, general restaurants are also sold, and the business is not very prosperous, I wonder if Zhao Houye can sell us the recipe of hot dry noodles, and let us make it a special food in our restaurant?" The fatter of the two said.

The other nodded, apparently thinking the same thing.

Zhao Gu listened to this person's words, but he was shocked by the assets of the two, according to the net profit of a restaurant with a minimum of 100 yuan a day, wouldn't these two people be able to earn 10,000 copper plates a day?

This is equivalent to 10 million yuan on the earth in the previous life!

Doesn't this mean that the two of them can earn billions of yuan a year?

Thinking about this, Zhao Gu looked at the eyes of these two people, as if he saw two fat big fat pigs.

Well, since the two of you sent it to the door for me to slaughter, then don't blame Master Hou for being ruthless.

After pretending to think for a long time, Zhao Gu said: "It's not impossible to sell the secret recipe to you, but I have two conditions. ”

"Master Hou, please speak."

Zhao Gu said: "First, although the recipe of hot dry noodles is more complicated, the cost is not high, so the selling price of a bowl of hot dry noodles cannot exceed five copper plates. ”

"Second, my Baiwei restaurant will also sell hot dry noodles, and you must not interfere."

"Huh? Only sell five copper plates? The fat merchant exclaimed.

Zhao Gu's face turned cold: "Since you don't want to, then please go back, I have a secret recipe in hand, and there is no shortage of people looking for me to cooperate." ”

"It's ......."

The two fat businessmen hesitated for a while, not knowing how to decide, Zhao Gu looked at him coldly from the side and did not speak.

Only those who have really made hot dry noodles know that although its recipe is actually peculiar, as long as you understand it, it is still very simple, and the cost is not high.

It is precisely because its cost is not high, maybe a bowl of noodles only needs one or two copper plates, Zhao Gu limited its price, after all, if these two people ask for too high a price, it is the common people who will eventually buy it.

Although Zhao Gu likes to make money, he doesn't want to compete with the people for profit.

And if these two people really have eyesight, they should think that even if they only earn two or three copper plates for a bowl of noodles, it will be enough to double their income.

Just imagine, how long does it take to make a bowl of hot dry noodles? If you don't need to make the raw materials for a minute or two, how much can you make in a day?

Suppose an ordinary shop sells 2,000 bowls a day, that is, four or five thousand copper plates, four or five yuan, and restaurants with better business are more than these, I am afraid that there are more than ten bowls a day.

In this way, these two people can earn nearly 1,000 yuan a day, which is 300,000 or 400,000 yuan a year.

This is still a conservative estimate, and Zhao Gu estimates that the actual value will definitely be greater than this number.

After all, this is one of the Chinese noodle dishes that conquered the world in later generations, and its popularity is definitely beyond the imagination of people of this era.

And hot dry noodles are still a food that you never get tired of eating, others will come tomorrow after eating today, and you will bring it to your family if you eat it, and because hot dry noodles are a thousand years later, it can be said that they will never be eliminated.

What made Zhao Gu feel sorry was that the two businessmen didn't seem to have this eyesight, and the two of them discussed for a while, and shook their heads at Zhao Gu.