As for how to increase profit margins when opening a restaurant, Shen Lie, who was born in Beipiao and has been working in various restaurants for many years, still knows a little bit.
The profit of the restaurant is nothing more than making a fuss about the ingredients. Many restaurants use some gutter oil and unscrupulous ingredients that are about to expire to make huge profits.
Naturally, Shen Lie couldn't do this.
so.
Shen Lie thought that in order to increase profits, he could only use cheap ingredients to make signature dishes with extraordinary taste.
Shen Lie planned to ask Aunt Li to lead a group of middle-aged women who were proficient in cooking to develop a few home-cooked dishes.
Scrambled eggs with Chinese toon and tofu mixed with green onions are all home-cooked flavors of this era, but these are far from enough. They have no characteristics and no competitiveness.
So Shen Lie lay on the rattan chair, looked up at the stars in the night sky, and began to search through his menu for any cheap and good-quality special dishes.
A flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, and he thought of a magical object called a potato.
As long as there are potatoes...
Shen Lie couldn't help but narrow his eyes. His cheap shop can make countless special dishes with unique flavors, such as vinegar-based shredded potatoes, braised potato cubes, potato stewed beef...
As he thought about it, Shen Lie's mouth drooled.
By the time!
In addition to braised and roasted, plus various delicious potato dishes, Shen Lie seemed to see a golden mountain waving to him.
But here comes the question, were there potatoes during the Wanli period?
Shen Lie remembered that when he was filming on the crew, a screenwriter with a background in history once said that potatoes seemed to have been introduced to the Ming Dynasty from overseas during the Wanli period.
It seems that potatoes should have been available in this era, but the output was not very large.
"Um……"
Shen Lie pondered and decided to talk to Tian Hong tomorrow and asked Tian Baihu to mobilize his people to look for traces of potatoes outside the city, hoping to gain something.
After thinking about the way to go in the future, Shen Lie felt relieved. As a wave of sleepiness hit him, he fell asleep in the spring-filled courtyard.
Not long after, slight snoring sounded in the courtyard.
At night, Taishi Mansion.
Zhang Jingxiu hurried back to the inner house, hurriedly rushed into his small courtyard, and then ducked into the small study under the suspicious gazes of the maids.
The maids watched blankly as their young lady knelt down on her knees regardless of her manners, holding a candlestick, sticking her butt out, and started rummaging through a pile of miscellaneous books.
Finally, in the corner of the bottom row of the bookshelf, Zhang Jingxiu found a dusty copy of "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" and picked up this famous arithmetic book.
I patted the dust on it.
Then Miss Zhang began to read through the dim light of the oil lamp.
Perhaps because he was too immersed in it, Zhang Jingxiu actually forgot to get up, so he put the candlestick on the ground, lay on the ground and looked through it carefully.
But after reading the Nine Chapters on Arithmetic for a while, Zhang Jingxiu felt even more confused. There was no record of the celestial numerals in the Nine Chapters on Arithmetic.
Zhang Jingxiu thought for a while, then raised her hips and started searching again, but found nothing. There was no record of celestial numerals in the arithmetic works collected in her study.
Helpless, Zhang Jingxiu had no choice but to get up and look at the bookshelves filled with various miscellaneous books in a daze. Shen Lie's honest smiling face came to mind again.
Miss Zhang, who prided herself on having extensive knowledge of miscellaneous subjects, actually felt a bit of awe in her heart. She felt that the silly guy was like a treasure.
From couplets to poetry, to an inconspicuous account book, every time this guy showed some talent inadvertently, she was surprised.
"This guy... is actually a master of arithmetic?"
What happened today was really surprising.
She grew up in the home of the chief minister, and she had always thought that she was as smart as any man in the world, but at this moment, her decision was still unbelievable.
She actually failed in arithmetic!
Zhang Jingxiu pouted his rosy mouth stubbornly, not convinced but was suppressed by that guy in terms of IQ and even knowledge.
So she must figure out this huge number.
Otherwise, it would be really embarrassing if the boss of her dignified store couldn't even read the account books in the store!
It was already dark at this time, and a feeling of sleepiness came over me.
Zhang Jingxiu, who had been working outside all day, finally couldn't hold it any longer. He covered his mouth and yawned, then walked towards his embroidery bed.
As the slender hands undressed and took off her clothes, revealing her mutton-fat white jade-like skin, the exhausted Miss Zhang got into the warm quilt and fell into a deep sleep.
The room was completely silent at the moment.
Not long after, the sound of even and pure breathing could be heard.
Several maids stared blankly at the sleeping young lady, with a healthy blush on her bright and pretty face. You look at me, I look at you, they are all in a mess in the wind.
The maids quietly retreated out of the room, stood at the door and looked at each other a few more times, with deep doubts emerging in their hearts.
"Miss...what's going on?"
Don't understand.
The next day, early morning.
The sky is dark and bright.
In the inner residence of the Grand Master's Mansion, there were several sounds and an old cough coming from the bedroom of Zhang Juzheng, the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty.
The maid waiting outside the door was alerted and hurriedly walked into the luxurious bedroom with a copper basin of hot water. Together with the concubine who had slept with him last night, they took care of the daily life of the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty.
The young and beautiful concubine carefully fastened the buttons and straightened the clothes for the master. The beautiful maid hurriedly wet the towel in hot water and handed it to him with soft hands.
Zhang Juzheng took the towel and wiped his face, then straightened up, stood up with the help of the maid, walked to the window, and opened the window lattice...
He rubbed the slightly sore bridge of his nose and began to prepare to put on his majestic official robes and prepare to go to court.
But at this moment, outside the semicircular moon door, a hurried figure happened to pass by. This figure looked very familiar.
Zhang Juzheng was stunned, frowned, and shouted: "Jing'er!"
Zhang Jingxiu, who was dressed in men's clothing and lightly applying pink and white, had already slipped past. Hearing this, he had to turn around with a grimace and walked into his father's courtyard reluctantly.
Standing in the courtyard, Zhang Jing straightened her clothes, bowed to Zhang Juzheng who was standing by the window, and said softly: "Daughter, please pay your respects to your father."
Zhang Juzheng's elegant face was very majestic. Looking at the men's clothes on his daughter, he couldn't help but frown and said, "What are you going to do?"
Zhang Jingxiu hurriedly said obediently: "If you go back to daddy, Jing'er has something important to do."
Could Zhang Juzheng be so easy to fool? Before his daughter finished speaking, he lowered his face and said majestically: "Huh?"
There was a bit of displeasure between his eyebrows.
His precious daughter has been so outrageous in recent days. She dresses up as a man every day, sneaks out of the house before dawn, and only comes back after dark. She doesn't know what she is doing outside.
He is simply busier than him as the chief assistant!
Looking at his willful baby daughter, Zhang Juzheng felt that he needed to be disciplined.
So the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty showed a rare dignity of being a father and said in a cold voice: "Jing'er, come here and talk to your father."
Zhang Jingxiu was so frightened that she stuck out her tongue. Naturally, she did not dare to disobey her father, so she had to obediently walk in from the Moon Gate, playing the role of a good girl.
After a while, it was still dark.
There's still half an hour before the court.
According to the ancestral system of the Ming Dynasty, officials had to go to court early at five o'clock in the morning every day, so in order to avoid being late, officials had to get up in the middle of the night to shower and change clothes.
This rule was set by Zhu Yuanzhang, the founder of the Ming Dynasty. Since this rule was set, the courtiers of the Ming Dynasty have lived a hard life.
He wakes up earlier than a dog and goes to bed later than a chicken.