Chapter Ninety-Seven: Another Way to Make Money

"Thank you to a few young owners for leaving villains." Qian Dongbao saluted everyone with great gratitude.

The business of the teahouse is not good, and if it was another owner, he would definitely quit. But the owner didn't quit and left him to work here, and he was very grateful.

There are only a few teahouses in the county, and everyone has a storyteller who they are familiar with. If he is dismissed, it will be difficult to find a job for a while. Seeing that the Chinese New Year is approaching, how can a family live?

Yuan An confessed to him, let him not use it for ten days, and the salary was paid, so he made a gesture to everyone: "Let's go, let's go to the inside, it's warm inside." ”

Inside, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The hot charcoal, steaming tea, and a few plates of delicate dim sum made Guan Jiaze, who was stuffed with two big buns, roll his eyes.

Yuan An handed over the dim sum plate and said apologetically: "I don't know if you ate in the academy, so you didn't prepare lunch." Let's have some snacks and pads. ”

Du Jinning saw Qi Muyuan's hand holding the bun shrink, so he reached out and took a piece of dim ssum, put it to his mouth and took a bite, and then praised; "It's delicious."

Not bad indeed.

This is a kind of mandarin duck milk roll, made of milk skin, rolled with hawthorn cake on one side, and sesame sugar filling on the other, sweet with a slight sour and milky taste, very suitable for Du Jinning's taste.

Guan Jiaze didn't plan to eat it, so he wanted to see if Qi Muyuan would have the face to eat if everyone didn't eat it. At this time, seeing that Du Jinning was eating sweetly, and handed one to Zhang Hongwen, he glanced at Qi Muyuan, and simply chose a pork pancake to eat.

Du Jinning saw that Qi Muyuan still didn't move, so he said, "Qi Muyuan, don't eat that bun." When the meat filling is cold, it is easy to get upset when you eat it. Let's have a snack, the dim sum is delicious. ”

When Yuan An heard the word buns, he looked at Qi Muyuan nervously and asked, "Young Master, did you eat steamed buns just now?" ”

Qi Muyuan's face froze for a moment, and he nodded his head.

Yuan An said to everyone: "My young master doesn't eat steamed buns. As he spoke, he took out the bun wrapped in lotus leaves in Qi Muyuan's hand, put it aside, and whispered to him, "I'll go and make you a bowl of hawthorn tea." ”

"No, no." Qi Muyuan said with a stiff face.

Yuan An looked at him, then at a few people in the house, and picked up a piece of mandarin duck milk roll and gave it to him: "Then you eat this?" ”

Qi Muyuan looked at it, and after a while, he reached out and took it, put it to his mouth, took a small bite, and slowly sipped it.

Although Guan Jiaze is a rich son, he was influenced by his uncle Guan Lehe when he was a child, and he couldn't see this kind of extravagant lifestyle.

He frowned, and wanted to say a few sarcastic words, but before he could say anything, he was kicked by Du Jinning.

He turned his head to look at Du Jinning, and saw Du Jinning winking at him, signaling him not to talk nonsense. Guan Jiaze flattened his mouth and simply buried his head in eating snacks.

Qi Muyuan saw the small movements of the two, his long eyelashes drooped, he looked at the milk roll in his hand, and finally didn't take a second bite, and put it in the lotus leaf of the bun.

Du Jinning saw that the atmosphere in the room was a little weird, and after eating the milk roll in his hand, he clapped his hands and asked Yuan Andao, "Where is the pen and paper?" ”

Yuan An hurriedly led her to the table, took a pen and paper for her, and polished her ink with his own hands.

Du Jinning chose a small block pen and drew it on the paper.

Guan Jiaze came over curiously to watch. Zhang Hongwen was the most restrained of the four, and when he saw that Guan Jiaze had taken action, he hurriedly followed.

Yuan An saw that his young master was still sitting on the chair, although he was curious, he didn't go over, so he went over and pulled him and said, "Go and see, see what Young Master Du wrote." ”

Only then did Qi Muyuan stand up and walk to the other side to see what Du Jinning had drawn.

Du Jinning studied agriculture in his previous life, and also studied design, mainly to do community landscape design. Although that thing can basically be done with software, the drawing skills are always needed. So she deliberately learned to draw.

At this point, she drew what she wanted with just a few strokes.

"What is this?" Guan Jiaze looked left and right at a chair, but this chair was a little strange, different from the chairs and stools he usually saw.

"It's called a couch." Du Jinning said, "This is made of wood, and there are thick cushions at the bottom and backrest, so it is comfortable and warm to sit on in winter." Place them closer to the front of the stage, and then separate this area for those who are willing to spend a lot of money to sit. ”

She painted the fabric sofa with wooden shelves and cushions of later generations. She is good at drawing, and the sofa is very comfortable at first glance.

Thinking about the hard, cold chair that still needs to be sat up straight, the four onlookers looked at the thing called "sofa", and their eyes lit up.

"Yes, it's very comfortable when you look at it." Guan Jiaze praised.

Du Jinning said: "Actually, this thing can also make a lot of money." If we had built a dozen sets in advance, and waited for those wealthy guests to come to the teahouse to listen to books and feel its comfort, they would definitely want to get one and put it at home. When the time comes, we will directly show them what we have done, and as long as the price is right, someone will definitely buy it. ”

Qi Muyuan's eyes lit up, and he became more and more interested in looking at the drawing.

Guan Jiaze's tone was a little hesitant: "This idea is good, right......" He scratched his head, as if he had made up his mind, "Okay, if you think you can, then do it." "Anyway, there is still a hundred taels of silver left, so there is no need to ask the family for silver. Since Du Jinning wants to make money, it is estimated that his uncle will not object.

Zhang Hongwen's eyes darkened, and he pursed his lips and did not speak.

"I agree to do it." Qi Muyuan's words were concise and shocking.

Although this topic was raised by Du Jinning, and the two rich young masters also agreed, she, like Zhang Hongwen, was also very embarrassed in her heart.

If you don't do it, you really missed a way to make money, it's a pity. When the time comes, if they don't do it here, others will soon follow suit. When the time comes, others use her "creativity" to make money, and she will have to vomit to death.

But if you want to do it, where will she get the money?

She is still a lot short of the capital to buy a teahouse. Although Guan Jiaze and Qi Muyuan don't care too much about this, she can't care about it!

She reached out and touched her nose, and handed the drawing to Yuan An: "Uncle Yuan, please find a proper woodware shop and ask how much it costs to make this thing." Don't show him this drawing, and talk about it when it's done, lest they learn it, and then we have nothing to do. When you ask the price and come out, we will discuss how many sets to make. ”

"Okay." Yuan Bo took the drawing, carefully rolled it up and put it into the painting tube, and then put it in the roll cylinder.

"Alright, it's almost time, you can hurry back to the academy. Don't be late. ”

Guan Jiaze turned his head to look at the drip, and almost didn't jump up: "It's so late!" ”

Yuan An hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I'll ask someone to prepare a car and send you to the academy." ”