In the evening, all the people in the palace gathered in the kitchen, waiting for Tang Mian's dispatch, "Everyone! If you want to make money in the future, you must do what I tell you! We strive for Ming'er to make our "same family zongzi" famous......"

Tang Mian has investigated that Lingcheng people like to eat glutinous rice.

Zongzi are very popular around the Dragon Boat Festival, especially the dragon boat race is held for three days, and as long as they work hard during these three days, they can supply zongzi.

When the time comes to receive a big order, she will pretend to be sick again, otherwise she will be able to push everything to her peers.

It's really a two-bird solution.

Later, it was similar to Lin Mian's estimate, as soon as their zongzi were sold on the street, they immediately attracted many people to patronize.

As soon as someone tries it once, they will be attracted by the various flavors.

"Boss, here are ten dates."

"I want peanuts and sugar. Take twenty. ”

"I want red bean paste!"

"Bring me fifty minced pork."

……

By noon, the rice dumplings they had wrapped were almost sold.

Fortunately, the people in the kitchen moved quickly and delivered it to them in time.

After a busy day, everyone went back to think about it, and they were all speechless in shock.

The 50 people in their house wrapped a total of nearly 60,000 zongzi, excluding costs and labor costs, and made a net profit of 100 taels of silver.

"Miss, we have also received orders from many stores, so we will make a lot of money now!" Papaya exclaimed.

That's a whole hundred taels of silver, and their monthly wages are only half a tael of silver.

It also made many people outside the house envious.

It's only been a hard day, and after each person gets three taels of silver, they can still make a net profit of one hundred taels of silver, which is not just a way to make money.

"Everyone! These orders are worth thousands of taels of silver! That's good, I'll divide the labor for everyone, so that the speed of holding zongzi will be much faster. As soon as Tang Mian finished speaking, everyone was full of enthusiasm again.

There are more than 50 people at present, and she arranged a table for everyone to go to rest, relying on the division of labor and cooperation, the speed is more than twice as fast as before.

Early in the morning, Tang Mian, who had stayed up all night, was a little sleepy and went down to squint for a while, and then got up to help.

At noon, they steamed the zongzi and pushed them out into the street, and they were snatched up after a stick of incense.

"Don't worry, everyone, the rest of the rice dumplings will come soon......"

After Xiao Tong bought the zongzi, he quickly rushed to the box on the second floor.

"Young master, the zongzi you want!" Xiao Tong was about to retreat after speaking, but Du Yunze stopped him and threw him a zongzi.

It doesn't matter if Xiao Tong hasn't grown up over the years, and he often gets sick.

Just let him buy a zongzi and run out of breath.

"Thank you, young master!" Xiao Tong was a little excited, but he had been squeezing these two zongzi for a long time to buy.

It seems that the young master still cares about him in his heart.

I know that he likes to eat zongzi.

Du Yunze picked up the zongzi tied with red thread, opened it and saw that it was wrapped in mung bean paste and hesitated for a moment.

The first time I saw someone wrapping rice dumplings in mung bean paste.

But he doesn't eat sweets anymore.

He leaned in front of his nose to smell it and put it down.

"Xiao Tong, where did you buy the zongzi you ate? It looks delicious! Outside the house, there was a voice from the side of the woods.

It didn't take long for him to enter the house and see the steamed bean paste dumplings when they were opened.

"Yun Ze, you don't have a sweet tooth anyway, so give it to me!" Without waiting for Du Yunze to refuse, he took the zongzi and took a big bite.

A rare sense of satisfaction arose on his face.

It's delicious!

It's sweet but not greasy at all.

Ay! It's a pity that Yun Ze doesn't eat sweets now, otherwise he would definitely like to eat them.

After a cup of tea, Xiao Tong went upstairs directly with ten zongzi.

"Young Master, Young Master Lin, this red thread is wrapped in sweet zongzi, and the white thread is wrapped in salty zongzi...... Their business is good, but fortunately, I stood at the front and waited this time, and they gave it to me......"

Just as he was talking, Lin Fang chose a favorite one, and when he opened it, it was a bacon filling, which was different from the taste of Fang Cai's mung bean paste, and he liked the taste of bacon even more.

It tastes like it's hard to eat.

"Yun Ze, what are you looking at! Hurry up and eat! Taste the savory ones. Lin Fang saw that his gaze kept staring

The stall selling zongzi, unable to guess what he was thinking, stuffed a zongzi into him.

Du Yunze opened the zongzi very face-saving this time.

"Hey! What kind of stuffing are you? The colors are so beautiful! Lin Fangah approached and wanted to take a bite, but Du Yunze noticed it and hurriedly distanced himself from him.

He took a small bite, and it was a sauce-flavored rice dumpling.

The taste is very good.

It is indeed the taste that can only be blended by Tang cotton.

On the other side, Tang Mian was speeding up to make zongzi.

Everyone in the house knows that she Tang Mian has traveled from south to north over the years, relying on her business acumen, and has gathered a lot of net worth.

But she is so concerned about this kind of business of more than 100 taels.

can't help but look up to her a few points.

"Look what I do! If you're tired, just rest for a while, and when you're done selling the dumplings tomorrow, I'll make you a delicious meal! After Tang Mian finished speaking, everyone secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Tang Mian often cooked food for the old lady.

Sometimes if you cook too much, let the kitchen people divide it.

They were fortunate enough to eat it a few times, and they still can't forget the unique taste.

"Miss, the slave has a question, I don't know if I should ask?" Papaya stopped what she was doing.

"Well, what do you want to ask, say it!" Tang Mian back.

"Miss, you said that you want to promote the 'same family zongzi' as a signboard, but Lingcheng generally only sells zongzi on these days, and no one will buy it as soon as tomorrow passes!" Papaya analyst.

Tang Mian looked at her approvingly, and the little girl was really excited.

She was worried that she couldn't find a suitable opportunity to explain this to everyone.

She took the initiative to ask.

"Guys, that's right! Zongzi is not a long-term business, and you can't make much money! Let's start selling steamed buns the day after tomorrow! You don't need to change the proportion of ingredients, just use flour to make buns! Just change the name of the store when the time comes! But I haven't thought of a name yet! After Tang Mian finished speaking, everyone was overjoyed.

That's not where they can do business in the future.

But after all, they are from the palace, and doing business for a long time can help the prince, but-

"Don't worry, I've bought it all! In the original 'Fugui Restaurant' on Dongbian Street, their shop was renovated a few years ago, and the tables, chairs and benches were all new. Just clean up, everybody! And the owner of the store is my mother, so outsiders won't think much about it. ”

A month ago, she saw that Fugui Restaurant was going to be sold, so she bought it in the name of Bai Yunniang.

After all, she was going to leave after she married into the palace.

Without her by her side, I bought a shop so that she could take care of it and pass the time.

In a few moments, the news was spread to the ears of the same boy.

is a good Tang Mian, even if they are princes with different surnames, they are not valued by the emperor, and they will not let the guys in the house show up to do business!

This thing has to be spread, or people will see the joke.

Papaya saw the man walking away, and hurriedly came to report to Tang Mian.

"Miss, you're amazing. How did you know that Huzi was finely made? ”

Tang Mian smiled but said nothing.

Not only can she be sure that Huzi is a fellow child, but she can even be sure that more than half of the kitchen is also hers.

Now she can move on to the second step of the plan.

Early the next morning, Papaya saw that Tang Mian had not gotten up.

So he went into the house and called her.

I don't want her to feel bad.