However, it was said that Tian Huailan returned to Yang's cloth shop angrily and became even more angry when he saw Yang Dayong sitting in the shop dozing off and not getting up to greet the customers.
With a snap, she slapped her palm on the counter. Yang Dayong was so frightened that he jumped up and shouted: "Who dares to disturb my sweet dream... Ouch, madam, it's you."
Seeing that it was his wife, Yang Dayong immediately changed his face to a flattering smile.
"You are seeking death. You take a nap in broad daylight and don't know that there are guests. Do you get money for taking a nap?" Tian Huailan glared and scolded, humming: "Why did I marry such a lazy person like you?"
Yang Dayong snorted coldly in his heart, if you hadn't leaned on me in the first place, you would have thought that I wanted to marry you. How beautiful is that Miss Li from Xinghua Village? That figure, that voice, tsk tsk.
Yang Dayong thought of Sister Li, who had become more charming and charming after getting married, and shuddered, and licked the corner of his mouth with his chin.
But now Tian Huailan cannot be offended. Why? You will know after listening to what she says.
"With my good looks, and with my brother being an official, who can I marry? I just ended up with an enemy like you."
That's right, that's it. It's the same thing I've said it a hundred times. Just because Tian Huaide became a small official, Tian Huailan had the capital to raise his tail.
"Madam, why are you so angry so early in the morning? Who dares to make you angry? Tell me and I will definitely teach him a lesson." Yang Dayong sat down with his arms around her shoulders and asked with a smile.
Tian Huailan smacked his hand hard, cursed again in broad daylight, "You are seeking death," and then said, "Who else is it? My third sister-in-law."
Immediately afterwards, she told Yang Dayong everything Cai'er saw, her eyes blazing as she spoke.
"Who do you think I am? I'm just selling two people to eat. Is it worth your anger? You're such a poor guy, and you went over to say hello. I should have turned around and left long ago." Yang Dayong snorted disdainfully, as if he was thinking of something else.
He sat up straight and asked, "Wait a minute, they didn't say they would come to our house for dinner, right?"
Tian Huailan glanced at him with a sneer and snorted: "Do you think that our Yang family is a mountain of gold and silver, and anyone can come and catch the autumn wind?" Remembering the news she asked about, she added: "You still think that people are looking forward to you, but they don't even think about it.
I’m not surprised, what kind of soy milk and how much does the cake cost?”
"How much more can we have? It's just a bowl of water. One penny is too much. The snacks sold by this vendor only cost two or three cents, and the meat buns only cost a few cents." Yang Dayong said disdainfully, not at all.
Keep it in your heart.
Tian Huailan sneered again and said: "Then you are wrong. That soy milk costs three pennies a bowl, that's it. That cake is such a small piece, how much do you say?" She gestured at the shape and size of the cake.
, Leng raised the corners of his lips: "It costs fifteen cents a piece, and I don't have to worry about no one buying it. The queue has reached the end of East Street."
This was an exaggeration, but Tian Huailan also said the fact that Tian Minyan didn't have to worry about selling the cake. She hid aside and looked at it with cold eyes. The few who came bought a piece to try, and the ones who bought more bought a few pieces.
She looked at the items for a few yuan, and the most bought by one person was ten yuan.
What's the concept of ten pieces of cake? It's one hundred and fifty cents, which can buy a lot of fine meat. God knows, pork is only fourteen or five cents a pound. When business is slow, you can buy it for twelve cents.
Seeing Tian Minyan couldn't stop collecting the money, and the copper plate was thrown into the bag with a bang, I have to say that Tian Huailan was jealous.
The business of the Yang Family Cloth Store is getting worse and worse, especially now that two new cloth stores have opened. Each one has more money than the other, the patterns are fresher than the ones at home, and the prices are fair. Compared to this, the Yang Family Cloth Store
It's completely inferior.
"Are you telling the truth?" When Yang Dayong heard this, his eyes widened.
"You think I'm just teasing you." Tian Huailan glanced at him with a sour and bitter look, and hummed: "Do the math, if I sell a hundred cakes, how much money will I make in a day?"
Yang Dayong quickly calculated, one thousand and five dollars a day, which is equivalent to one or two and a half pieces of silver. If this is done in a month, where?
"Madam, why haven't I seen your third brother's family have this craft before? Where did it come from?" he asked urgently, making calculations in his mind.
"Who knows? If I want to know, I'll tell you." Tian Huailan pouted.
She has never been very close to her third brother and sister-in-law, so she doesn't pay too much attention to them. Even when she returned to her parents' home, she didn't talk much to her third brother and sister-in-law. If you ask her, how would she know?
"Madam, look, I haven't received a letter from my eldest brother yet. He's going to open a store in Henghe, and now it's still up in the air." Yang Dayong's eyes rolled around and he said: "Our cloth shop's business is getting worse, so we can't do it.
If you just sit back and have nothing, you have to think of other ways to make money."
"How to say?"
"Look at how much money this cake can fetch. They can make it, and so can we. Let's sell cakes and soy milk too." Yang Dayong smiled slyly and said: "We can also divide the shop into half and sell it.
, isn’t it much more high-end than the ones on the street?”
Tian Huailan's heart moved. Thinking of the feasibility, she couldn't help but smile: "You have a good idea." But another question came to mind, and she frowned and asked: "But how do I know how to make that thing?"
"Luckily you're usually smart." Yang Dayong poked her head and clicked his tongue: "Don't you have a ready-made master?"
"Master?" Tian Huailan tilted her head and looked at him, and an idea flashed in her mind: "You mean the third sister-in-law and the others?"
Seeing Yang Dayong nodding, she sneered: "If it were you, would you give away the prescriptions for making money to others?" It's not that she doesn't want to ask for advice with a sullen face, but will the third room bring out the prescriptions? Otherwise
Don't even think about it yourself, who wouldn't want to do exclusive business?
"You are stupid and you don't know yet. Look, there is a lot of cloth accumulated at home. Go pick up a few old ones and send them away." Yang Dayong rolled his eyes and said shrewdly: "Besides, this
If the gift is not enough, you still have a mother-in-law, and when the mother-in-law puts pressure on the third brother, he still doesn’t hesitate to contribute the recipe? "
Tian Huailan's eyes really lit up at this point, she clapped her hands and said: "Oh, you are right, my mother loves me the most. I saw that these pieces of cloth were all saved, so I just asked my mother to ask them to get the prescription.
Every time I come out, I hit."
"Let's just say that you have short-sightedness. A few pieces of old cloth that have been accumulated for a long time are worth a few bucks. It will make people think that we are stingy. It is not worth a few bucks even if we give them away. We have to make them feel that we have not treated them badly."
"That's right." Tian Huailan pinched his waist happily and said angrily: "There are a lot of weird ideas about death pictures."
Tian Minyan didn't know that her second aunt was plotting against her. When she was about to close the stall after selling out all the food early, a middle-aged woman wearing silk satin came to the stall.
