On that day, she saw a bulletin board outside the prefect's yamen, which was full of notices. In ancient times, there were no mobile phones and televisions, and people had limited ways to understand information.

If you can put an advertisement on the bulletin board about a tavern, the cake will be a success.

Summing up the failed operation last time, this time Jinser specially prepared a secret weapon.

After recuperating at home for two days, she came to the yamen again, and after being informed, she successfully met the prefect.

"What do you have to see me?" Zhao Zhifu is practicing calligraphy.

"The folk girl recently made a dim sum called a cake, which tastes very good. It's a pity that no one knows that the girl's shop is located on a back street in the south of the city. Jin Se frowned and said in distress.

Governor Zhao said helplessly: "If you come to me for this, I can't help it." “

"The girl wants to put a notice on the bulletin board so that everyone knows that I have a tavern that sells this delicacy."

"It's ridiculous, it's the property of the government if you don't have a bulletin board, how can you use it." Governor Zhao refused without thinking about it.

His Royal Highness the Prince Regent had just left Yangcheng for two days, and he didn't want to go on a business trip.

Jin Se knew that things were not so simple, and she took out a few ingots of gold from her arms: "The folk girl knows that it is embarrassing for the adults, and I am willing to pay a fee as the use of the bulletin board." ”

Money makes ghosts grind, and TV series are all played like this.

Governor Zhao took the gold in Jin Se's hand, and there were 5 taels of gold. Jin Se took out 5 taels of gold in one go this time, in order to be able to successfully win the use of the bulletin board.

Who knows, Zhao Governor does not play cards according to the routine.

Governor Zhao sneered and shouted: "What does the little girl think of me, although I am not a big official in Yangcheng, I am also the protector of the people of the city." If everyone is like you, then the world will not be chaotic. ”

He threw the gold back to Jinse, who was dumbfounded. Hey, I knew to go out with more money.

She had to make a final effort: "Lord Prefect, I know that it is not easy for adults to govern Yangcheng. Please also listen carefully to the folk girl and say a few more words. ”

Governor Zhao originally wanted to get up and leave, but Jin Se blocked his way.

"My lord, the bulletin board is not to be used similarly, you can set up a new bulletin board next to the bulletin board as an advertising board. Advertise and advertise. Billboards serve as a means of publicity to help people like me who need help. ”

Jin Se knelt in front of Governor Zhao: "The people are willing to donate 10% of the proceeds of this month's cake to the Yamen for the construction of Yangcheng." ”

Yicheng's income was exchanged for an advertising column, and Governor Zhao thought about it for a while and finally agreed to Jinse's request.

"I have said in advance, if the propaganda on the advertising board is false. Beware that I seal your tavern. Governor Zhao instructed, "You go back and wait for the news first, and I'll be ready to inform you." ”

Governor Zhao still had his own plans, he went to a tavern in Jinse to have a look, and tasted the so-called cake himself. It's a delicious food indeed.

A few days later, a new bulletin board was erected next to the four gates of Yangcheng. There was only a notice posted on it, and the big characters on it were handwritten by Governor Zhao himself.

"There's a tavern that doesn't buy wine, it buys cakes!"

On the crowded street, everyone gathered around the new bulletin board to discuss.

"What's the tavern?" "There is a tavern in the south of the city that specializes in selling milk tea."

"And what is the cake?" "Just check it out."

Due to the advertising effect of the bulletin board, the name of a tavern spread throughout Yangcheng. For a while, there was a tavern with an endless stream of people.

The advertising effect was surprisingly good, and for a while, the people of Yangcheng knew about the existence of the cake.

The rectangular cake is divided into pieces, and a piece of cake is 20 wen. Every cake sold is wrapped in paper with a tavern printed on it.

This is the most basic ordinary cake.

There is also a tavern that also offers triangular cakes with fruits.

"Friends from the north and south, today the small shop provides cakes, in addition to the two varieties existing in the store, you can also order birthday cakes." Jin Se moved a chair and stood on it in front of the store and said loudly.

"What's a birthday cake?" Watching the excitement crowded.

Jin Se smiled: "It's a cake that can only be eaten on birthdays." ”

"Can't you eat it before your birthday?"

"Birthday cake is given by relatives and friends to bring good luck on birthdays, and it can be replaced by ordinary food." Jin Se took out a picture scroll, which she specially paid someone to paint.

A round cake covered with various fruits and a happy birthday written on it.

"I'm going to have a birthday cake on my birthday!" Jinse instilled the concept of birthday cakes in people.

There is no physical object, only a picture scroll, and the price is also ridiculously expensive, and a birthday cake costs 2 taels of silver.

But many people still paid for the reservation, because the richest man in Yangcheng came to a tavern to customize a birthday cake for his wife.

When Mr. Qian saw the notice on the bulletin board, he knew that it was Jin Se's handwriting. He came back to a tavern after a long absence.

Qian Bao couldn't think of a notice and recruited his father. Jin Se happily collected the money and wrote down Mrs. Qian's birthday information.

"I've lost a little weight, remember to eat well." Mr. Qian had a straight face.

Qian Bao touched his face, thinking to himself that he worked every day and ate a lot, eating more than before, where did he lose weight.

But he nodded obediently: "Well, okay." ”

Father and son stared at each other for a long time, not knowing what to say.

The two used to quarrel when they met, otherwise Qian Bao was chased and beaten by his father. It's rare to be so calm under one roof.

"Your mother misses you very much." Mr. Qian found a topic, "The birthday cake is ready, you can go home on the birthday banquet." ”

Qian Bao also missed his mother in his heart, and his father was angry and kicked him out of the house that day, and his mother was sad and fainted. Now look at yourself and you're really not a thing.

After not seeing him for a while, Qian Bao felt as if his father was a few years older. This son can't share his parents' worries, and he is still angry with him.

"I earned money to buy gifts for my mother." Seeing Qian Bao so motivated, Master Qian felt that it was really the right decision to put Qian Bao in a tavern to practice.

Such a good opportunity to make money, Jin Se will not let it go easily. Last time, he was thrown out of the Mochizuki Tower by the regent, and he didn't rub his popularity.

The richest man in Yangcheng is a big IP, and he must not let it go. To do this well, there is a tavern that is famous in Yangcheng.

She proposed to Master Qian that she could provide wine for the birthday banquet, and this was not an ordinary drink. Rather, it's an artisanal drink called juice.

"This juice is very rare, I guarantee that no one else in the entire Yangcheng has drunk it."

Qian Guangren knew that Jin Se was not a big talker, since she dared to say that this juice must be extraordinary.

With a wave of his hand, he took sixty bottles of juice to Jinse. A bottle of juice costs 30 Wen, and this time Jin Se earned another 18 taels of silver.

The money is very happy, and making juice can make it difficult for Jinse.