Chapter 21 Preparations for the opening of the business

Now the girl in front of her is only separated for more than 20 days, but she can no longer find the misery of the family that day.

A clean white skirt with light green edges, only a silver hairpin on her head, and apricot eyes and peach cheeks, although she is still very thin, she has already seen the blank of a beauty for the first time.

Li Zheng hesitated to call out to his son, and the girl smiled slightly, and he confirmed that he did not recognize the wrong person.

She sat down with a slightly difficult movement, "I was kidnapped by Tuesday the day before yesterday, and he injured my back in the process of escaping, and I am raising it." ”

The words that were in his mouth could not be spoken.

After thinking about it, when he looked at the girl's gentle face, he sighed and said, "Wanshi, you ...... Can you remove the state of the yamen? ”

The old wife and son of the Qiao family jointly abducted and sold their granddaughter on Tuesday, and they had confessed on Tuesday, and the charges were heinous.

The entire Xiahe Village was burdened by it, everyone was pointed at when they went out, and even many young men and women in the village said that they were good, but they were delayed.

This made Li Zheng very embarrassed.

Qiao Wanshi's smile remained unchanged, and she slowly picked up the teapot to refill the tea for him, "Withdraw? So how are you going to compensate for my injuries? ”

Li Zheng's shoulders suddenly drooped.

Qiao Wanshi said: "The state has national laws, and the family has family rules, this is a case tried by the county magistrate, and I can't do anything about it." ”

"Hey, I know I'm embarrassed, you just didn't say it."

Li Zheng was worried too much about this, it looked like she was ten years old, Qiao Wanshi felt that she had done nothing wrong, but she couldn't sit idly by in the face of the great benefactor. After thinking for a moment, he said:

"Actually, about the reputation of the village...... I have a solution. ”

Li Zheng raised his head suddenly, "What's the way?" ”

Qiao Wanshi smiled incomprehensibly, "You go back and tell everyone like this......"

Rimasa is gone.

After greeting the children, he stepped out of the door with half joy and half suspicion.

Qiao Wanshi sat at the table of the Eight Immortals in the shop and was distracted, until He Chen came to remind her that she couldn't sit for a long time because of an injury on her waist.

Waiting for He Chen to help her back to the backyard, He San strode in with a big frame, his face full of excitement, "Miss, the molds are ready!" ”

As he spoke, he placed the frame on the stone table under the peach tree in the courtyard, and everyone came up to look at it.

I saw most of the cylindrical shapes that could be disassembled, as well as some uniquely shaped and large baking sheets.

"What are these?"

"Make a cake?"

"What are you going to do about this?"

The children had three questions, and even He Chen and his wife were full of curiosity.

"Wait."

Qiao Wanshi entered the kitchen and asked He Chen to help, and about half an hour later, she came out with a large cake that was creamy white and decorated with jam.

The original sweet smell made the children want to move, and when they saw the finished product, everyone's eyes widened.

"Wow-"

Qiao Wanshi rubbed her waist, "It's good-looking, right?" ”

The three children said in unison.

Because it was the first official cake product, Qiao Wanshi asked He San to go on a trip to invite Sikong Fan and Luo Youheng, but only the latter came.

"Brahman has other things to do, and rarely stays in Tianxiang...... Wow! What is it?! ”

Don't look at Luo Youheng is steady, but he is only a weak crown age, when he saw the cake on the stone table that exuded a sweet smell, like a child, he jumped up with an arrow step, and his face was full of exclamation, "This is a cake, right?" ”

Qiao Wanshi nodded, cut it into pieces with a custom-made knife, and put it on a plate.

"I'm ...... I want this flower! ”

"I want this, it's a cat."

Luo Youheng also came up and pointed to the piping with jam, indicating that he wanted this.

This time, the stored hawthorn jam was also at the end of the cake, and Tanaka was slightly sour, which relieved the sweet and greasy tone.

After tasting the finished cake, Luo Youheng looked at the smiling girl, it was not difficult to foresee the rise of the future, walked up to her and sat down, and asked:

"How much does such a cake cost?"

"Eggs, flour...... These are not expensive, the most expensive ones are milk and fruits, and it costs fifty yuan for such a big cake. ”

Because the milk is fishy, except for large households, it basically does not drink, and there is no production; Fruits are due to age, there are no preservation conditions, only seasonal fruits, except those that are kept in the ice cellar, which are staggeringly expensive.

Luo Youheng's eyes widened stiffly, "How much?!" ”

"Fifty wen." Sure enough, she was also frightened, Qiao Wanshi thought about whether the cake couldn't be pushed out, so she heard him Luo Youheng was so excited that his face turned red.

"We sent it!"

Qiao Wanshi is outstanding in terms of means and vision, but these are all practiced in the 21st century, and she doesn't know the level of high-end consumption in these years, just like the high-end consumption of Tianxianglou, which will always exceed her budget.

To put it bluntly, she underestimated the rich people in ancient times.

When setting the price, Luo Youheng made a decision, similar to this kind of big cake, which was set at ten times the price of the principal.

Qiao Wanshi was taken aback, "This is too expensive, right?" ”

"Don't underestimate the novelty of cakes."

Looking at his reaction, Qiao Wanshi quickly reacted, "That's what I said." ”

Such a big cake, even if the price is set low, only those big families will buy it, it is better to set a high point, there is a forced qualification!

The two hit it off, immediately found someone to decorate the storefront, and then decided on the cake style and price it every day.

Qiao Wanshi's main products are those small pastries, such as cake rolls, fried bread slices, etc., and let Luo Youheng and others try the dishes next to them.

Except for Jovi and He Bu, two little dolls, who can eat cakes as meals every day, adults are more or less tired of it.

During this period, the shop was also renovated.

The transparent storefront is only 30 square meters, paved with wooden floors, painted snow-white on three sides, after the slurry water, and hung paintings such as Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum on both sides, and a few palace lamps were also hung on the top, revealing an elegant atmosphere.

On both sides, there are two rows of beveled tables, and large porcelain plates with beautiful shapes are placed, just waiting to be loaded with cakes.

Directly opposite the door is the counter, and the place where the live advertisement on the door is pasted with the patterns of various large cakes, and the prices of the sizes are marked by Luo Youheng himself.

The day before the opening, they carried out the final cleaning, and Luo Youheng directly sent two people from Tianxianglou to help.

Everyone wiped and placed the potted plants, and they were busy.

Standing at the door, carrying a broom and glancing at the store, the pride in his big eyes is about to overflow, this is a real self-made man.

The shopkeeper of the inn next to him asked curiously:

"Miss Qiao, what are you going to do when you open a store?"

Qiao Wanshi patted the drawing at the door, "Cake." ”

Early the next morning, it happened to be the day of the market, and the good lion dance team came with gongs and drums, and the people in front of the door to watch the excitement were crowded.

But soon, as a large basket of egg-sized cakes wrapped in oiled paper was brought out, the sweet smell spread and the crowd was crowded.

Qiao Wanshi twisted a stick of incense, covered her ears with one hand and lit firecrackers from afar, and everyone knew that this fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl turned out to be the boss.