The seven-room southern goods shop of the Han family is located on Zhengyang Street, which is the most prosperous place in Xiangzhou, and the middle of the street is the Gaosheng Inn.

Around the Gaosheng Inn, it can be said that it is crowded, and foreign businessmen drive the carriage here to make it an excellent choice whether it is to play a tip or stay in the hotel, enter the Gaosheng Inn, let the old man rest for a while, feed some of the best bean cakes, and treat his old man.

Then take the tax stamps issued by the soldiers at the gate of Xiangzhou City and go to the Hanjia Warehouse opposite, which gathers merchants from all over the world to consign their goods in Xiangzhou.

This street runs through the north and south, and the trade is west and east, and it is the money that comes like a cloud.

In such a place, there is naturally no shortage of restaurants and restaurants.

Two conspicuous restaurants receive merchants who come and go.

An eight-treasure building, ancestral eight delicacies, crowning the entire Xiangzhou City, but all the wealthy businessmen who come to Xiangzhou, there is no one who does not want to come to eat.

A Saifan Building, there is not even half a customer in the store, the shopkeeper takes the chef and the guys to sleep every day, but today only the three people who know how to sleep are actually busy.

The shopkeeper was pulling the abacus at the counter, the shopkeeper was wiping the clean table with a rotten linen cloth, and the cook didn't know what he was busy with in the back kitchen, and a fishy smell filled the back kitchen.

A carriage walked slowly along Zhengyang Avenue and stopped at the gate of the Saifan Tower.

This wonderful scene attracted many surrounding merchants to watch.

After all, this Western scenery is rare to see, and some people actually go to Saifan Tower to eat.

This rich man's hobby is really strange.

In the curious gaze, the door curtain of the carriage punched in, Yun Feng got out of the car, and then held Han Yuyao's hand.

"Watch your step." Yun Feng said to Han Yuyao.

The next moment, Han Yuyao got out of the car, and the owners of the surrounding shops suddenly went back to their stores bored.

Only the merchants who came and went still stopped to watch.

A few young merchants stood on their feet and looked at the beautiful man. Several disciples were drooling, and just as they wanted to whistle, they were glared back by Yun Feng's gaze.

Han Yuyao whispered in Yun Feng's ear: "Xianggong, don't be evil to others, do business with a smile and welcome people." ”

Yun Feng's eyes glanced at the surrounding merchants, but he didn't say anything in his heart.

The people around him combined are not as capable of doing business as he is on a finger.

Yun Feng helped Han Yuyao get out of the car, wanting to say something to her.

I heard someone remind: "Little brother, I'm afraid it's the first time you've come to Xiangzhou to do business, right?" You can't eat this Saifan Building! ”

In a word, it really made Yun Feng a little interested.

He replied: "Dare to ask Brother Tai, why?" ”

The man said in the crowd: "Where is the chef of Saifan Lou who has a little craft, he doesn't eat the cooking dog, and the selling is still expensive, you better go to Babaolou." ”

Without waiting for Yun Feng to reply, he heard that in the carriage behind him, Shang Fu hurriedly got out of the carriage, pointed in the direction of the voice and scolded: "Which thing lacks virtue to slander our Saifan Tower, if you have the courage, stand up for me." ”

The man's voice died down.

Shang Fu hurriedly walked to Han Yuyao's side: "Miss, don't listen to this idler's nonsense, they can't afford to come to our restaurant at all." ”

Han Yuyao was generous: "Mr. Fu is too worried, how can Yuyao not believe you." ”

"Huh~" Shang Fu quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and invited Han Yuyao and Yun Feng to say, "Miss, uncle, let's go in and try it first?" ”

Han Yuyao nodded.

Yun Feng didn't answer, but looked around, and he suddenly pointed to a small two-story building opposite: "Presumably, this is our family's south goods store, right?" ”

The manager Shang Fu nodded: "Uncle, you have a really good vision, this is our family's south store." ”

Yun Feng nodded silently, this Shang Fu is still quite good at business, but I don't know why, the business of the restaurant is so poor.

At a glance on Zhengyang Street, there are countless Hanjia shops.

Hanjia South Shop is one of the most conspicuous.

The small south store, the door of the store is fir wood, there are muscles and bones, eat weight, the shopkeeper on the counter is fiddling with the abacus, the abacus is a small leaf of red sandalwood, black oil, small and exquisite, surrounded by copper horns, with a little longer age, copper feet rubbed like gold.

A small shop, delicate even the weighing rod is made of ivory.

The gate is also larger than the others, and the goods in the store are half indoors and half outdoors, giving the impression of stacking like a mountain, and it seems to overflow from the inside of the store.

In this barren era, it is simply showing off his wealth to attract the attention of passing guests.

In particular, there are a few samples at the door, all of which are dried fruits and dried fruits that are only available in the south, and half of the case board is placed next to the door, on which are placed all kinds of pastries, stacked on top of each other on the container, sealed with oiled paper. Two pastries are placed on top, and the egg fragrance is overflowing.

A few coolies who looked like poor families stood at the gate, desperately smelling the mouth-watering fragrance coming out of the cracks in the oiled paper.

Shang Fu saw Yun Feng's eyes in the store, so he introduced: "Uncle, you see, the first floor of our house sells pastries, pickled goods, dried fruits, seasonal freshness, usually people who have a good life in the city will occasionally give children and the elderly to eat, the second floor sells delicacies from the mountains and seas, which are good goods from the south, and the abalone ginseng wings that will be purchased will also be sold here when the time comes." ”

Yun Feng nodded, he looked carefully, and there was a banner with white characters on a red background next to it, which said fragrant soybean milk, three hugging fish, and southern pastries.

The Han family is almost the only one who can do this business in Xiangzhou City, and most of the goods cannot be bought by others, and they are all with the salt and iron transshipment merchant ships in the south.

Just this business, it is absolutely a daily profit, and it can become a little money in the mouth of Shang Fu, I have never seen such shamelessness.

"Miss, uncle, let's go into the restaurant and try the chef's skills?" Shang Fu invited.

Han Yuyao naturally didn't agree: "Okay." ”

Only Yun Feng saw it in his heart, and he always felt that something was wrong.

This Shang Fu obviously has business skills, and the business of the South Goods Store is so good, so why is this restaurant not in operation.

If things are abnormal, there must be demons.

Yun Feng carefully observed the housekeeper Shang Fu.

A housekeeper in the house, the clothes are simple and simple, and the accessories on the body are complete, from silk to sachets, from jade pendants to folding fans, everything.

The cloud-chasing shoes on his feet seem a little new.

Walking into the restaurant step by step, the young man who had been following Yun Feng opened his mouth: "Uncle, if you want to learn to do business with Manager Shang, let's go back after eating, we can't learn this business, we can't do it, it's better to go farming." ”

The voice was very small, and the people in front didn't hear it, only Yun Feng heard it clearly.

Yun Feng stared at the young man: "You whispered to me in private, did you find that there was something wrong with Manager Shang?" ”