Chapter 048: Fourth Brother, You Know What a Hammer

Hearing Ruan Ruan's inner voice, Shen Zhiyu's face turned red to the base of her ears, like a cooked shrimp.

  fall in love?

  Shen Zhijie turned his head and saw Shen Zhiyu's face so red that he thought he was sick.

  "Third Brother, your face is so red? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

  He remembered that Third Brother hadn't drank, so why was his face so red?

  Ruan Ruan smiled and glanced at Shen Zhijie, and his heart was leaking:

  [Fourth brother, you know a hammer, and you don't have a fiancée. The third brother is falling in love, and he misses the third sister-in-law right after separation. This is called not seeing each other for one day, like three autumns apart. Fourth brother, do you have a sweetheart? ]

  Shen Zhijie:? ? ?

  fall in love? Sweetheart?

  He doesn't understand this feeling.

  Shen Zhiyu pursed his lips and did not dare to speak, turned around and hurried into the house. If my sister keeps talking about it, I will probably be "steamed".

  Shen Hong and Cheng Yurong also followed into the mansion. They had been busy all morning and were exhausted.

  Shen Zhiji was left holding Ruan Ruan and standing at the gate, in a daze.

  Shen Zhicheng ate too much at the banquet and felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, so he went back to his yard to rest early.

  Who knew that this banquet tasted so good? There were several new dishes. My mother said that she often heard her sister's requests for dishes. She was curious and wrote down the recipe for the kitchen to develop. Unexpectedly, the taste was amazing. Good.

  It was used at today's engagement banquet. The guests were very happy and satisfied with the meal, and they all praised the chefs of the General's Mansion for their superb cooking skills.

  Shen Zhiqing returned to his Qingzhu Courtyard to rest before the guests came to the General's Mansion.

  ...

  In the blink of an eye, a month passed by like a flash...

  On this day, Butler Shen led the two top shopkeepers into the General's Mansion, and Cheng Yurong met them in the hall with Ruan Ruan in her arms.

  "Madam, the three new dishes released last month have novel and unique tastes, which have brought high profits to Yipinge. One dish is limited to ten meals per day. After excluding the cost for a month, the three dishes are Yipinge's. Bringing a net profit of 1,110 taels."

  "The total sales of other dishes and drinks are 3,700 taels."

  The boss of Yipin Pavilion, named Zhang, has a mustache and is about forty years old. A shrewd and capable impression.

  Cheng Yurong looked through Yipinge's May ledger, showing the daily number of meals served, ingredients purchased, expenditures and receipts.

  After some inspection, no problem was found.

  Yipin Pavilion was her dowry and the most profitable shop. The reason why it was called Yipin Pavilion was that the customers who came to shop were all officials from the capital. Ordinary people really couldn't enter, except of course the officials' children and relatives.

  The minimum personal consumption is more than fifty taels, and the cheapest dish costs ten taels.

  There are only thirty dishes per day, also because the main item is rare, and the guests are all arrogant and high-ranking officials from the capital.

  They don't lack money, they just lack novelties and things that can prove their identity.

  Yipin Pavilion was originally founded and run by her second brother, who gave it to her as a dowry for more than ten years.

  However, Yipinge's business has been much sluggish in the past six months, and its monthly profit has dropped by one-third.

  Just because there is a restaurant similar to Yipin Pavilion in the capital, and the owner is the nephew of the prime minister.

  The decoration style of the restaurant, and even the dishes, are almost exactly the same as Yipin Pavilion.

  Cheng Yurong thought about how many new dishes she had learned from her daughter in the past two months, so she planned to launch them in Yipin Pavilion. Unexpectedly, the results were surprisingly good.

  Three-month-old Ruan Ruan also stretched her plump neck and peeked at the account book.

  Another big shopkeeper, whose surname is Wang, is about thirty-five years old and has a mustache, which gives people the impression of being honest and honest.     He respectfully placed the account book in front of Cheng Yurong with a serious look.

  "Madam, this is Hongyun Restaurant's account book for May. In May, because the restaurant has three more fresh dishes, business has tripled."

  "Each dish sells for an average of five hundred cents, and a total of two are sold every day. One hundred dishes, excluding the cost, the three dishes earned the restaurant an extra two hundred taels."

  Cheng Yurong looked through Hongyun Restaurant's account book. Because the number was relatively large, she used an abacus to start calculating, and the final result was the same as in the account book.

  Hongyun Restaurant is the property of the General's Mansion, and her husband has left it to her to take care of in the past few years.

  The customers served in the restaurant are all middle- and lower-class people. They are not looking for fullness, but the taste cannot be too bad.

  There are many such restaurants in the capital, and competition is very high. Because the dishes are relatively common and cost-effective, several new dishes launched every year are imitated by competitors.

  Therefore, the business has been average in the past few years. After excluding labor and costs, the only remaining profit is the rent and maintenance expenses of the restaurant, and the interest on money.

  If the owner of the restaurant's shop wasn't owned by the surname Shen, I'm afraid the restaurant would have closed this year.

  There is another reason why he can't make a lot of money. The restaurant's extra meals every day are given to beggars, and the disabled people are provided with a free meal.

  This is what the husband means, and also what the old Marquis means.

  "Thank you two great shopkeepers. The business of the restaurant is so good. You are indispensable. Starting from May, your monthly salary will be increased by one or two cents. In addition, all employees of the restaurant will receive a raise of 500 yuan."

  Cheng Yurong generously gave the two bosses The shopkeeper raised her salary because she wanted them to work more for the restaurant. She had to take care of Ruan Ruan and her energy was not as good as before.

  Ruan Ruan screamed excitedly when she heard her mother raise the wages of her employees, as if she was raising her wages.

  In her previous life, she had worked several jobs. Not to mention the salary increase, the little salary was not enough to survive.

  "Thank you, madam." The two big shopkeepers expressed their gratitude, handed over their hands, and turned to leave.

  They are glad that they have met such a good employer, and they also know that the General's Mansion is their backer. The General's Mansion has been in the limelight in the capital recently, and their status in front of outsiders has improved a lot.

  After a while, Aunt Zhou walked into the hall.

  "Madam, Mrs. Tan is here."

  "Please come in! She hasn't come even once this month. I'm afraid she has good news."

  Cheng Yurong thought of the child-seeking talisman he gave to Mrs. Tan a month ago. It worked.

  Ruan Ruan was playing with her ten fingers. She had just celebrated her 100th birthday and looked much more open than when she was born.

  Mrs. Tan quickly walked into the hall and was supported by a nanny and Miss Tan.

  "Madam, walk slower."

  "Mother, you are heavy, don't walk so fast."

  "Oh, I'm impatient. Sister Rong, I miss you so much." Mrs. Tan came to Cheng Yurong with a face filled with peach blossoms. , sitting on the stool next to her.

  "You miss me? Why haven't I seen you here once in a month?"

  "Ahem... I'm not busy... doing business." Mrs. Tan lowered her head shyly. With her daughter beside her, she didn't dare to talk nonsense.

  "So how did you do on the business? Did you get any results?" Cheng Yurong gently poked Mrs. Tan's forehead with her finger.

  "Well, I'm just one and a half months pregnant. Kuishui hasn't been here for more than ten days. Today I asked the doctor to check my pulse. The doctor said it was... a happy pulse."

  "You're only a month pregnant and you tell me that you are really a tiger."

  " No one can tell, but Sister Rong must be the first to know." "   Well

  , if you have a conscience, go back and stay in bed to nurse the baby, and remember not to eat randomly."