Yao Huan originally thought that his hand was still tight, and the matter of the independent portal was not so fast, but he never expected the two collaborators to fall from the sky.

In other words, private shops are not like public housing.

After the flood in Kaifeng City, the imperial court was greatly exempted from commercial taxes, which would have attracted more and more merchants from all over the world. Now that the end of the year is approaching, the road is about to be buried in the snowfall, the entry of merchants from other towns into Beijing is suspended, and the thoughts of the people in the city are on the New Year, so the bustling market can still find vacant shops.

But as soon as the spring begins, I am afraid that business opportunities will surge with the recovery of all things, and even if the shop can be found, the rent will rise, and it will not be able to take it down.

Soldiers are fast, and so are trades.

The colder the day, the more the middle and low-level officials of the previous dynasty should need a warm breakfast shop, right?

Yao Huan took a look at the empty evening, and first told his aunt about the good things he had met with Master Li and Xu.

Shen Fuzhi has always been a far-sighted and unrestrained character, and when he heard that the trickster who originally made a living in the Chu Pavilion of Qinlou had gained fame at the border pass, and wanted to break into a new way after he came back, he actually wanted to be a female gentleman by himself, and he couldn't help but have a good impression in his heart.

"This teacher girl is going to learn from Xue Tao, a talented girl in Shu in the Tang Dynasty, and earn a family business with her own skills." Shen Fuzhi sighed.

When Yao Huan heard it, it was true, after Xue Tao got rid of his music membership, he relied on making notes and selling them on the bank of Huanhua River in Chengdu, and he was not embarrassed in the second half of his life. In this era and much more relaxed restrictions on business and identity than in the Tang Dynasty, why can't Master Li rely on teaching piano and singing skills to be worry-free?

Yao Huan weighed that her aunt's acceptance was good, so she continued to talk about her plan to go to Donghuamen to share a house with them.

Shen Fuzhi was surprised at first, and then quickly traced back to the source, and suddenly realized: "On the day I sent you to the palace on an errand, when you saw the officials and masters carrying lanterns for breakfast, they began to think about it? ”

Yao Huan nodded.

Shen Fuzhi fell into a deep groan.

This niece of mine not only knows that she sees business opportunities in her eyes, but also has an unusual opinion, where she looks like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old lady. It seems that what Zeng Shiro said before is true, she belongs to a certain man, and she may not be led by this man.

With such a temperament, I don't know if it's good or bad.

Hey, blessings and misfortunes, it also depends on whether the man you meet has a heart and stomach to accommodate you. I, Shen Er, have such a temperament, and God still arranged a man like Cai Yingwen after all.

Shen Fuzhi thought of this, and said: "Huan'er, I won't tell you, I picked up my life from the bank of the Bianhe River, and my aunt found that you have changed a lot, I don't know if it's because the people who come back from the ghost gate will be much tougher." Your idea is far bigger than it used to be. ”

Yao Huan's heart was shocked.

No matter how much I try to cover up and figure it out, after all, it is new wine in old bottles, and the girl of the Yao family is not like a god, Shen Fuzhi is such an old man, it is strange not to be surprised.

However, which time-traveler wants to be a puppet with the body of an ancient?

I still have to put all kinds of ideas into practice, and live happily under this sky for decades, and I can't care more and more about the clumsy appearance of being cautious.

She was muttering, but Shen Fuzhi's tone softened: "It's not a bad thing to have a bigger idea, at least you won't live in your heart." Aunt wants to come, if you move farther away from the East Water Gate, it would be fine. The neighbors over there are not very familiar with you, and if you go out of the cabinet from there to Zeng's mansion in the future, won't there be less things to discuss? This is one of them. Second, my aunt's restaurant, after all, is a business of laborers and wandering errand workers, and the chicken feet you make can teach Mingyuelou and the surrounding neighbors to make a decision, which has added a lot of luster to my aunt's business. But speaking of which, you are still the daughter of a foot shopkeeper. ”

Shen Fuzhi got up, dialed the wick, and said: "When the Zeng Mansion hired you to be the granddaughter-in-law, the official media lady said that when the time came, you are the daughter of a scribe." Now you are going to be a daughter-in-law, but your background is even lower...... It's better to say that it's a lady who opens a private school with a pianist, and it's much more decent. ”

This soft-spoken sentence is analyzed, and every sentence has nothing to do with the risks and benefits of trading, but is only for Yao Huan to be able to successfully make a family relationship with Shiro.

Yao Huan went from apprehension to emotion, and felt that Shen Fuzhi's words were like blowing the wind that did not chill the willows. This aunt really treats her niece as her own daughter.

However, what's the shame of selling offal and chicken feet? What's the shame of selling a new arpeggio? Do you have to lean on the music law private school, so that it doesn't seem so inferior?

It must be known that how many heroes in later generations were born in the ground and started at the end of the green apples.

The head of SF Express first worked as a small worker under his relatives and traveled between the terminals of Guangdong and Hong Kong in order to transport goods and samples. The founder of Wan Chai Pier first pushed a small cart to sell dumplings as a roadside stall, and he had to be driven around by the chengguan. The young proprietor who is among the four young people in Beijing and a chain of restaurants, his mother was just a small hot pot restaurant at the earliest.

What's more, no matter whether the hawker can grow into a wealthy family or not, as long as he does business with ability, conscience, and quality, how can he be inferior?

But Yao Huan also understands that where there are people, there is a chain of contempt, and even the people of modern society after a thousand years can not get rid of the shackles of the concept of class gap, how can they ask the people of the Song Dynasty to have any idea of equality.

Shen Fuzhi saw that his niece pursed his lips, but when he heard himself talking about the Zeng family's boy, a trace of sweet longing flashed in his eyes.

She became more and more serious, and she wanted to make it clearer what she meant as an elder.

"Huan'er, you are going to break into a new world at a young age, and your godaunt admires it very much. However, you also have to think about how Shiro and the two of you will go on properly. Next year, he will be an official, not a jinshi, a person in his early twenties, Zeng Shuxiang is not an idle cloud and a crane-like figure, and he must also find a way for his son to enter the office. The whole dynasty has never heard of which Zhu Zi's female relatives are showing up and doing business in the market. ”

What my aunt said actually spoke to Yao Huan's heart.

Yao Huan didn't have no plans for this matter.

After the relationship was settled, she thought about it and felt that there was no Zeng Wei in the records of Zeng Bu's descendants in the historical materials, and it was probably just because he had nothing to remember.

There is a father, but not necessarily a son.

Since the first acquaintance, Yao Huan has always felt that Zeng Wei is a young man in a green shirt with a pure heart, pure and affectionate, although he is quite particular about elegance, he may not be obsessed with the future of the eunuch.

The only time he made her feel a little awkward was when he thought that her soup kitchen would help her to earn fame.

But after thinking about it carefully, Yao Huan was relieved that his starting point was still for their future, and his aunt's consideration was the same way.

In front of her, he has never talked about the secrets of the officialdom in the capital, and there is no vulgarity of the second generation of officials who write "my father is Zeng Bu" on his head all the time.

Perhaps, the future of Zeng Bu's young son, that is, like Su Song's children and grandchildren, whether he is a scholar or not, is to be an idle doctor, wander around the National Library, and write literature and history?

If this is the case, he has nothing to do with the identity of Mrs. Fate, opening a café, or being a crayfish supplier, it is a big deal to gradually retire behind the scenes, don't be too eye-catching to sell wine like Zhuo Wenjun, there should be no criticism.

The prime minister of the Song Dynasty also opened high-end hotels and resorts, so the wife of an idle official can't have her own property?

Yao Huan then said to Shen Fuzhi: "What my aunt said, Huan'er has listened to it in her heart, and when she does business, she will gradually change from being a shopkeeper outside the busy department to being the owner in the tube." ”

Shen Fuzhi said "hmm", and suddenly said: "If you really move to Donghuamen, Meituan will go with you, this girl is a powerful person." ”

"Aunt don't worry, the master of the has a daughter, who is about the same age as Meituan, and she is also a clever and gratifying person, and it is rare that she has a hand-made skill in making catfish, so she can help."

Shen Fu heard that Yao Huan had even found a helper, and it was indeed not a whim and a few jokes.

"Then, you go to your new shop, and Ruzhou will stay with me first, Mr. Shao's private school is close to here, if he lives with you to Donghuamen, it will be a big trouble to send school every day. Besides, he is a male doll, and it is not easy to grow up in a pile of women. It just so happened that your uncle was moving back, and I, well, I agreed. ”