This girl Yun'er is, after all, a distressed young lady born in the county magistrate's family. She is holding a writing brush in one hand and an abacus in the other, looking serious.
That expression, the brows between her eyebrows reveal a bit of the delicacy of Xiaojiabiyu, a girlish charm, and even a bit of Shen Lie's favorite bookishness.
Shen Lie's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but think of Zhang Jingxiu again. Miss Zhang must have been so classical and elegant, and so elegant when she was serious in the study.
In an instant.
The appearance of a beautiful lady dressed in men's clothing with bright eyes and white teeth emerged in Shen Lie's mind...
Soon Shen Lie patted himself on the face and made a soft sound, cursing himself in his heart: "What are you thinking about!"
He would rather offend Miss Zhang and try his best to save himself from a catastrophic disaster than to think nonsense.
After saying that, Shen Lie got up and walked into the main hall, leaned over and stood behind Yun'er, stretched his neck and looked at the account book, squeezing it and touching it.
Yun'er's perky and tender little butt was rubbed a few times, her pretty face turned slightly red, she twisted her little body reluctantly, and said coquettishly: "Master... don't make trouble."
Shen Lie couldn't help but blush, moved his body a little, stretched his neck and looked at the series of numbers on the ledger, and gradually frowned.
After his rough estimation, after more than half a month, his store seems to have a lot of revenue, but in fact the net profit is not high. If it is exhausted, it will only be 20 to 30% profit.
Calculated based on the sales volume of two hundred bowls of stew, four to five hundred roasts, and side dishes per day, deducting costs, ingredients, salary...
After a busy month, the shop's revenue exceeded one hundred taels, but its net profit was only twenty taels. This poor profit margin made Shen Lie scratch his head.
Firstly, his braised food is priced too low, and secondly, his store has a huge demand for ingredients, and even raises the price of pig meat.
After all, those farmers who raise pigs are not stupid, and there have been signs of raising prices in the past few days.
So Shen Lie sighed quietly: "Business is hard to do!"
Doing business seems simple, but in fact it is difficult to do.
too difficult!
At this time, Yun'er placed the brush on the inkstone, turned around with a red face, and said softly: "Master, how about we... raise the price?"
The monthly income is more than one hundred taels of snowflake silver. As long as the price of each bowl of stewed soup increases by one or two cents, it will be a huge profit all year round, and it will not affect sales.
Looking at Yun'er's fair and beautiful face, Shen Lie felt a little entangled in his heart. After thinking about it, he still said resolutely: "It won't go up!"
Although Yun'er was puzzled, she still responded instinctively and obediently: "Oh!"
Anyway, she only listens to the young master, and the young master is always right anyway!
Shen Lie fell into deep thought at this time. There is a reason not to increase prices. What he has to work hard on is the reputation of Bianyifang.
Now that this cheap shop has gained a reputation for braised and cooked food, Shen Lie's plan... is to follow the standards of a century-old restaurant. This is a huge profit.
In this era where there is no media, no advertising bombardment, and a serious lack of sales channels, once a store's reputation is ruined, it is all over.
As a modern person, Shen Lie has seen too many cases where once-famous brands were abandoned by the public due to arbitrary price increases, cutting off leek, deception and abduction.
“No price increase!”
So Shen Lie's attitude became firmer and he gave a few more instructions: "The ingredients must be carefully selected, and no carelessness is allowed."
Yun'er looked at Shen Lie intently and listened to the young master's business experience.
She seemed to understand, but she still nodded instinctively and responded in a very sweet voice: "I understand, young master..."
So Shen Lie stretched out comfortably, walked out of the main room, looked up at the stars in the sky, and felt a sense of satisfaction that he had succeeded in starting a business.
But Shen Lie soon became wary again. After experiencing what happened to the Zaoyi Gang last time, he now knew deeply that it is easier to start a business than to maintain it.
Early March in the ninth year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty.
Taishi Mansion.
Early morning.
As the weather gets warmer, the winter plum blossoms in each yard have not yet withered, but the corners of the walls have become a bit greener, and the sparrows are chirping.
The nobles in the mansion took off their thick furs one after another and started walking around inside and outside the mansion, which was a bit more noisy than in the cold winter.
In the exquisite little courtyard deep inside the inner house, the courtyard door is closed tightly in the early morning, and there is a strong woman standing guard outside, blocking the visitors.
There was a faint sound of rushing water from the boudoir in the courtyard...
Early in the morning, Zhang Jingxiu undressed and took off his belt under the service of the maid, and soaked his tender body like mutton-fat white jade in the steaming wooden barrel. As the slim white body stretched out, the pair of full-cupped The delicate dove, a pair of slender and straight jade legs is looming in the hot water filled with petals, and the bright red face is full of comfort and comfort.
As a strong woman walked into the room and added another bucket of hot water to the wooden bucket, Zhang Jingxiu closed her bright eyes slightly, stretched her slender body a little more, and involuntarily let out a pleasant moan.
"Um……"
This moan was so moving and pleasant to the ear, it made the personal maid become more courageous, and she let out a chuckle in the young lady's ear.
"Miss...hehe."
Not knowing what the maid secretly said, Zhang Jingxiu opened his bright eyes, lowered his white neck, and looked down at his white body.
The bright eyes couldn't help but become a little hazy, but they became embarrassed again, and pretended to scold the confidant maid: "You little hooves, are you seeking death?"
The maid was giggling and pretending to apologize, and the boudoir was filled with an indescribable feeling of spring.
An hour later.
The beauty comes out of the bath.
Zhang Jingxiu, who had changed into a silk dress and a plain white bellyband, sat in front of the bronze mirror and let the maid comb her cloud-like hair.
Zhang Jingxiu first picked up the bird's nest porridge on the dressing table with her delicate hands and took a few sips. She seemed a little bored, then picked up a volume of travel notes and read through it carefully.
After she had combed her long hair and put on a little makeup, the morning had passed, and then another strong woman brought in a food box.
Open the food box.
There were all kinds of hot meals inside. Zhang Jingxiu put down his travel notes, rubbed his eyes, picked up the chopsticks with his delicate hands, and leisurely ate a few pieces of fish, a few bites of light side dishes...
Not long after, she stood up and walked to the dressing table. She picked up a few greeting cards and looked through them. She quickly picked out one of the greeting cards.
The beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and after a moment of pondering, she said softly: "Go tell Zhang Kui and be prepared. I will leave the city in half an hour."
The maid hurriedly responded in a tired voice: "Yes, Miss."
As the maid left quickly.
Zhang Jingxiu looked at his stunning appearance in front of the bronze mirror, stretched out his lovely waist, then tied up his black hair, put on a loose blue Confucian dress, and picked up the ivory bone folding fan.
Not long after.
There was a bright and charming beauty in men's clothing in the room.
At this time, the sun was shining through the window lattice, and Zhang Jingxiu left in a hurry.
The cold winter is over and the weather is getting warmer. As the earth returns to spring and everything revives, it's the season for young gentlemen and young ladies to go out to the city to play together.
Afternoon.
Chaoyang Gate.
Several noble gentlemen rode horses, accompanied by about a dozen guards, chatting and laughing while walking toward the outer city.
