"Your Majesty, Princess?" Seeing that the Princess remained silent, Zi Su called out again.
"Huh?" Mingruo was thinking about the manpower issue just now and was distracted for a moment.
"How do you want to decorate this shop?" Housekeeper Zhou asked.
"It will take a lot of people to open this shop. I have to think carefully." Mingruo couldn't think of where to get the people for the moment.
"You can arrange whatever you want. We have a lot of people in the palace. Even if there are not enough in the palace, there are still more in Zhuangzi." Butler Zhou never felt that the palace was short of manpower.
"Okay, I understand." Mingruo nodded.
This is a way to go back and discuss it with Si Haochen. He will contribute his own efforts and the profit will be split half way between them. The ideal is full, but the cold, arrogant and noble Prince Yun may not look down on such a small amount of money.
After coming out of Xilou, Butler Zhou took Mingruo to the shops on another street. This street was obviously quieter than the one just now. Most of the shops sold toys or books. The carriage was in a building called Sihailou.
The restaurant stopped, and Zisu helped Mingruo get out of the car.
This restaurant is open for business, and it's dinner time now. However, the business of this restaurant is relatively average. Thinking of the hard-to-find hot business in Fanlou, Mingruo feels that Sihailou's business is too bleak.
The shopkeeper of the restaurant is very discerning and prepared a table of signature dishes in the private room for Mingruo to have lunch here. The dishes here are very Donghuan style, steamed and stewed. Fortunately, the ingredients are of high quality.
Otherwise it would be really boring.
"Zisu, what do you think of this meal?"
"Not so much." If the princess had asked this in the past, she would definitely have said that the food was good. But since the princess taught Zicao many new dishes, she doesn't like eating these stews much anymore.
"Do you think if this place sells dim sum dishes made in our small kitchen, can the business exceed that of Fan Lou?" Mingruo asked, supporting her chin with her hand.
"I think it's possible, slave!" Zi Su is very confident in the dishes produced in her small kitchen.
"Okay, this place will be closed tomorrow and renovated." Mingruo looked at Butler Zhou, "Pick a few reliable cooks and come to the palace to learn new dishes."
"Yes, Princess." Butler Zhou responded quickly.
Mingruo immediately drew a decoration plan for Butler Zhou. A small storytelling stage was to be added to the first floor. Although the second floor was a private room, there was also a piano stand for the piano master to play.
"Princess, shall we open a restaurant or a teahouse?" Butler Zhou was a little confused.
"It's a restaurant at noon and evening." Mingruo continued, "They sell morning tea and snacks in the morning, and they make desserts and afternoon tea in the afternoon."
"What is morning tea and afternoon tea?" Butler Zhou suddenly felt that he was so ignorant.
"I know." After following the princess for so long, Zi Su knows what the princess wants to sell during these two periods. "For morning tea, it will be shrimp dumplings, siu mai, steamed snacks such as steamed ribs, and various porridges; in the afternoon tea,
Tea is egg yolk cake, pineapple cake, rose cake, various desserts and tea."
"Yes." Mingruo nodded.
"The breakfast shops in the Imperial Capital are all small shops that make buns and noodles, and there are no serious restaurants." Butler Zhou thought this morning market was very fresh.
After discussing the decoration plan at Sihai Building, Butler Zhou asked: "Since the dishes sold have changed, do we also need to change the signboard?"
"Hmm." Mingruo nodded, thinking of Fan Lou, how about calling his restaurant Jian Lou? It specifically competes with Fan Lou. It sounds a bit 'shabby', but he can't lose in terms of momentum, "Call it
Jian Mingxuan."
"Okay, I will hire someone to make the plaque." Butler Zhou thought for a moment, "Should we also make the plaque for that shop?"
Mingruo had already thought about the name of that shop: "Let's do it together. That shop is 'Yunzhuanglou'."
"It seems that the princess still wants to sell rouge and gouache." The name of this shop sounds like a rouge shop.
"Well, I also sell some other things." Mingruo hit her stiff shoulders.
"Slave, I'll give you a squeeze." Zi Su came over and massaged her.
Ming Ruo thought it was still early and planned to go to her grandfather's house to have a look: "The snacks I bought last time were pretty good. Where did you buy them?"
"In Jixiangzhai."
"Okay, let's go to Jixiangzhai to buy some snacks and bring them to grandma to try." Mingruo decided happily.
The last time I went to the Duke's Mansion, I heard from my grandmother that my grandfather had been fighting all year round and suffered many injuries. His legs hurt when it rained and snowed. It snowed yesterday, so I'm afraid my grandfather's old problem has also occurred.
When Mingruo came to Duke Jingguo's residence, he went directly to the backyard. The old Duke's illness relapsed, and several uncles and aunts were waiting in the backyard to attend to his illness. As soon as Mingruo entered the house, everyone gathered around to greet him.
"It's snowy and the road is slippery. Why did Ruo'er come here?" The old lady pulled Mingruo and sat down on the Arhat bed.
"I'm going to see my grandpa and grandma." Mingruo dissipated the coldness on his body before standing up, "I'm going to see my grandpa."
"Go." Seeing that the usually majestic old man had to stay in bed at this time, the old lady was also anxious.
The old man wanted to be strong all his life. He didn't want his children and grandchildren to see him in a weak state. If Ming Ruo came in, he would chase him away: "What if the girl comes in? She smells of medicine and is very choking. Go, go, talk to your grandmother outside."
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Seeing the old Duke's face that was very similar to his grandfather's, Mingruo's eyes turned red: "For a man as old as my grandfather, he still has to hide his illness and avoid medical treatment."
Mingruo took the pulse first, then took out the medical bag from his sleeve pocket and began to sterilize the silver needle.
"What is Ruo'er going to do?" The old man was a little surprised. Could it be that his granddaughter knows medical skills?
"I have learned a new set of acupuncture techniques, and I plan to practice them on you. Do you think it will work?" Ming Ruo made a face at the old man.
"You can practice as much as you want, but grandpa is not afraid of pain." The old man was definitely a tough guy.
"Grandpa is domineering." Mingruo said, pricking the silver needles into the acupuncture points one by one.
"Huh?" The old man was a little surprised. After the needle was inserted, the pain in his leg was significantly relieved, and there was only a sense of soreness and numbness. "Ruo'er, this needle..."
"Your granddaughter is amazing, isn't she?" Mingruo winked at the old man.
"It's amazing!" I've seen many famous doctors for this leg disease, and even the imperial doctor couldn't do anything about it. I didn't expect that if the girl got a few injections, most of it would be cured.
After the acupuncture was completed, Mingruo took out the plaster and hot compress patch from the medical bag and put them on the old man: "Look, this one is on your legs, this one is on your clothes, that's it..."
"Yeah." The old man nodded.
"You have to change it yourself tomorrow morning." Mingruo helped the old man put down his trousers.
"Grandpa, I remember." The old man smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes. "Our Ruo'er is a little miracle doctor."
"The little miracle doctor will come to give you an injection tomorrow." Mingruo packed up the medical bag, "I bought snacks from Jixiangzhai, grandpa, do you want to try them?"
