My whole family traveled across time with an encyclopedia

"Brother, I think your cake smells good, but it's too expensive. You can't sell it if you don't lower the price. How many people come here to ask the price?"

The stall next to Ning Changrong was a hawker selling hairpins. Ning Changrong let him taste some cakes for customers to try. Originally, he wanted to take care of his business, but when he asked for ten cents each, he immediately dismissed his attention.

Ning Changrong smiled and explained: "It's not that I don't want to lower the price. In fact, this is already the lowest price. I put a lot of good things in this pastry, and the cost is all in it. If I lower the price, then I am not Did you lose money? It’s okay, I’ll wait a little longer, many housekeepers in our area will come to visit, and it’s the end of the year, there are quite a few people who are willing to spend money, and there will always be someone who can afford it.”

While the two were still chatting, a middle-aged man in dark satin stopped in front of Ning Changrong's booth.

"What's your name? Why haven't you seen it before?"

Ning Changrong finished the chat, took a quick look at the other party, and quickly greeted the guests, "My guest, this is called a cupcake. It is a craft developed by myself. There are all good things in it. It tastes soft and dense. Children and Those elders with bad teeth can also taste it."

"I'm selling it individually, ten cents each. If you buy it sincerely, you can try it. The ones next to me are all cut up, and I haven't touched them before."

Ning Changrong didn't offer to let them taste the price before those people who asked about the price, and those people walked away in fright when they heard the price, for fear that they would be blackmailed by Ning Changrong.

The middle-aged man lifted his chin and motioned Ning Changrong to bring some for him to taste.

Ning Changrong quickly picked up the small paper pad, stuck a small piece of cake with a small bamboo skewer, and handed it over.

The middle-aged man is the housekeeper of the county lieutenant. The county lieutenant’s old mother can’t eat anything well. She loses her appetite after eating soft and rotten food every day. It’s almost Chinese New Year. Eat food to make the old lady happy, but I haven't seen anything new after searching for several days.Seeing that the New Year is coming, I don't know what to do with the county magistrate, so I go out to the market every day in a hurry, and my eyes light up when I see the pastry wrapped in a paper cup.

Butler Feng took a sip and found that the taste was really good, as soft and dense as the hawker described. Unexpectedly, the hawker was literate and could say the word soft and dense.

"Not bad, it's soft and melts in your mouth. How many do you have here?"

Ning Changrong was pleasantly surprised, but he did not expect to be a big customer.Hastily said: "Today is the first sale, I don't bring many, there are always 49 small cakes." There is another one that he took as a sample.

"Okay, come with me. I didn't take anyone with me here, so you take all your things and send them to the mansion. It's not far away, just turn two alleys."

"Okay! Guest officer, wait for me to clean up and leave."

Ning Changrong greeted the peddler next to him and followed him. After coming here for a long time, he chatted for a long time. This person also told him a lot of knowledge in the market, although it might be because he gave the other party food. For cake's sake.

The hawker selling hairpins next to Ning Changrong looked enviously at the figure of Ning Changrong walking away from that customer. This person often came to Dongshi to buy things. Ning Changrong didn't know him, but the hawker recognized him. This is The housekeeper of the county captain's mansion.

Unexpectedly, after selling it for a long time, they couldn't sell it, so here came a person who wanted to buy it and just wrapped it up for him.

After only ten minutes of walking, Steward Feng stopped in front of a mansion with two stone lions standing in front of it. The plaque said Wu Mansion.

"Butler Feng, you are back!"

After Feng Steward knocked on the door, he led Ning Changrong into the mansion.

It was only after Ning Changrong settled the money that he learned from the servants in the mansion that this was actually the county magistrate's mansion, and he didn't know what the county magistrate was in charge of in ancient times?
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"Old lady, are you not eating?"

"No appetite, go down."

When Steward Feng brought the cupcakes, he happened to bump into the servant who was leaving with the bowl.

Steward Feng was a little apprehensive, and walked into the room with a smile on his face, "Madam, this is the fresh food that the master ordered me to find. You can taste it and see if you like it." Madam Wu saw that Steward Feng was holding a tray , the top is a white and fat pastry, which looks small and exquisite.

She had never seen what this was.

"Butler Feng, what is this called?"

Butler Feng put down the tray, "Lady, this is a small cake. I found a fresh food in the West Market. I tasted it and thought it was delicious, so I brought it here for you. Would you like to have a taste? This small cake is soft and not sticky to your teeth." , and it won’t be too sweet.” Mrs. Wu curiously picked up a small cake, gently tore off the edge of the paper and took a bite, her eyes lit up in an instant, “Well, okay, this little cake is good, it’s called Little cakes?"

"Yes, old lady, you have a really good memory."

Mrs. Wu smiled, "No wonder my son values ​​you so much." She acted prudently and spoke well.

In the evening, Lieutenant Wu Xian was on duty to go home.

"Mother, how do you feel? I heard Steward Feng say that you have a good appetite today."

"Then give me some small cakes too. I'll try something that can whet my mother's appetite."

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Ning Changrong set off in the morning and arrived home in the evening when it was getting dark.

"Wow! Dad, have you ever been to the county captain's mansion? What is the head of the county captain's mansion? Those servants won't look down on you and bully others, will they?"

"What are you thinking? I was brought in by the butler. Those servants don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, how could they take the initiative to embarrass me?"

"However, I heard that this little cake was bought for the county captain's mother to eat. If his mother likes to eat it, our business will probably get better and better in the future. Can something that the county captain's wife likes be worse? ?”

"The prospects for the cake are great!"

"Wow, that's great! Grandma, then you will be the one who makes the most money in our family from now on."

Wang Xiujuan interrupted the fantasies of the two father and daughter, "What are you thinking? This cake is so easy to pass away? Even if someone comes to buy it, you won't have time to make it. Don't we want to sell a recipe? Why do you mean to make cakes again?"

"What's the matter, we can outsource the stirring and dispatching step to other people in the village." If they become the parents of the villagers, then the villagers will definitely be willing to help her family when something happens.

Ning Changrong praised Ning Qingxi a lot, his daughter finally learned the skills of ancient life.

Said to Wang Xiujuan: "Mother, Fangzi can be sold, but that doesn't mean we can't do it. We can just talk about it when the time comes."

Wang Xiujuan didn't expect to be able to do this, or to do business with her son.

Ning Changrong suddenly thought of a question, "Xixi, do you know what the official position of a county lieutenant is? What does it matter?"

"I don't know either, Dad, wait for me to check."

Ning Qingxi looked at the encyclopedia and said: "The county lieutenant was almost equivalent to the third in command in the county in ancient times. It is mainly in charge of law and order and arrests."

"Hey, this encyclopedia is really convenient." Isn't this the immediate supervisor of Zhao Kuai?