The county magistrate changed his career to selling private vegetables and sold them out

Chapter 26 Surprise, frighten

"Seaside Food Festival?" When Jiangshan heard such a down-to-earth name in ancient times, Jiangshan immediately thought of a modern food street.

Qiao Shi said happily: "This seaside food festival is held every year. In the past food festivals in Yuzhou City, Zongyang County won the first prize. This year, I heard that there are noble people coming to Guyang County. Everyone, make preparations in advance, it is said that Zongyang County will be compared to Zongyang County this year!"

After careful questioning, Jiang Shan found out that the food festival was originally a non-governmental activity held by the government to attract business travelers from all over the country to trade and increase tax revenue. People in the entire Yuzhou City can sign up to participate, regardless of region or region. identity.Each county government will prepare a thousand tickets, and the groups and individuals participating in the food festival will be rewarded by the county government for the top three who get the most tickets in the three-day event.

Among all the counties in Yuzhou City, the county with the most votes will be the leader.As long as the county magistrate who won the top spot does not make major mistakes, his performance appraisal this year will basically be excellent.

After mastering the rules of the game, Jiang Shan smiled.It doesn't matter whether she has a ticket or not, as long as there is a lot of traffic, she is confident that she can make a lot of money.

"Uncle Qiao, please help me register at the county government office, and I'll go and prepare everything for the competition."

Qiao Shi went to the county government and brought back an unexpected surprise for Jiang Shan.

For Qiao Shi, it could actually be called a shock.

In the county government, there was a nobleman whom even the county magistrate respected and respected. He found Jiangshan a shop not far from the county government, and said that he could transfer the shop to them for only 50 taels of silver.

Moreover, the 50 taels of silver can be credited.

The most important thing is that the nobleman does not allow Qiao Shi to mention the nobleman.

With Qiao Shi's brain capacity, he really couldn't think of whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, but seeing Jiang Shan's surprised and happy expression, he thought it might be a very good thing.

Therefore, he did not mention the nobleman.

The shop was originally for food, and the owner of the shop had to go back to the provincial capital to manage larger shops and restaurants, so he didn't pay much attention to this small shop with small noodles.The reason why he agreed to pay on credit was because he heard that Jiang Shan had written recipes for several dishes for the restaurant for free, and he just wanted to see these recipes, just to take a look.

Jiang Shan was a little skeptical before, but he was relieved after hearing what the owner said.

Not to mention credit, even if it is to spend money to buy her prescription, it is worth it.

It wasn't a great prescription at first, she gave one as gift, and two as gift, as long as they were not in the same place, a little change in the prescription would not affect anything.

She immediately took a pen and paper, wrote down a few seafood recipes, and added two recipes for pastries.

The owner of the store saw it, and was very happy. He signed the store transfer document with Jiang Shan, and left without looking back.

Qiao Shi was silent, and asked: "Why didn't the shopkeeper say when to pay back the money?"

There is nothing wrong with it. To put it bluntly, credit is borrowing money. It is strange that others did not say when you should pay back the money.

Jiang Shan frowned, as if something passed through her mind, but she couldn't catch it.

The shopkeeper left the shop, walked two streets, turned another corner, and stopped in front of a carriage.

He respectfully presented the note in his hand with both hands: "Master Fang, Fang Zi has it!"

A pair of well-knit, slender, white hands stretched out from the carriage, holding a bank note in their hands.

"Well done, I'll reward you. Go back to Beijing and find Fu Shu, he will arrange it for you!"

"Thank you, son!" The store owner took the banknote excitedly, and his whole body was about to float.

Another joking voice sounded from inside the carriage: "I really admire you, a broken shop. As for wasting time going around like this? If you really like it..."

"My lord, be careful with your words!"

"...I didn't say anything, it's just that Luo Fu has a husband...!"

"..."

It only took Jiang Shan five days to clean up the shop.

As she thought, the front can be used as a shop for food, and there is a small courtyard in the middle, with a kitchen and firewood house in the small courtyard, and three rooms in the back for people to live in.Although simple, but for her today, it is perfect.

Jiang's private kitchen, a plaque that is not very eye-catching, is the two rows of evenly sized food boxes made of bamboo.The food boxes are facing each other in pairs, and a bamboo sign that can be written on is hung on the outside of each box.

The food box is the true color of bamboo. The joints are coated with thick layers of tung oil, and after drying, they are assembled into a large display stand.

The bamboo sign is marked with the dishes in the box. There are many categories, but the quantity is limited.

Jiang Shan and Mother Jiao simply cleaned up and went into the backyard.

It's not safe for the two women to live here, so Qiao Shi decided to ask Qiao Sheng to follow him, and tidy up the firewood house as a temporary residence.

At this time, I don't care about the defense of men and women!

In order to make Jiang's private kitchen a hit, Jiang Shan decided to do something.

When Jiao Sanlang returned home this time, he specially asked his master for two days off, and the day before the opening, he even invited his good classmates from the school to his new home as guests.

When Jiang Shan saw a group of children walking towards her in line, a flash of light exploded in her mind.

Kid Jiao Xian grandly introduced his sister to another group of children, which attracted countless envious looks from the children.

This is the elder sister of Jiao Xian's family who can make barbecue and skewers. She can also sing many beautiful songs and tell many wonderful stories. I really want to take it home!
"Come, come, order what you want to eat, sister treats you, you don't have to be polite!"

To deal with a group of little radish heads, especially this group of greedy ones, Jiang Shan said that he could easily catch them.

When seven or eight children ordered dishes and sat in a row waiting for the food to be served, Jiang Shan spoke.

"First of all, on behalf of Saburo, I welcome you to our house... Saburo, welcome with applause!"

First there was one applause, then two applause, and then a burst of warm applause.

The faces of the friends turned red with excitement, and their little hands were numb from clapping and refused to stop.

It was Jiang Shan who made a pause, and Sanlang stopped, and the others stopped one after another.

"You are the first batch of customers of Jiang's private kitchen. I hope you will give us your valuable opinions. Before tasting the delicious food, we need a sense of ritual. Saburo, Little Apple, prepare to sing!"

"I'm a little apple, I can't love you too much, my little red face warms my heart, lights up the flames of my life; you are my little apple , just like the most beautiful clouds in the sky, spring has come again and the hillsides are full of flowers, planting hope will reap..."

When Jiang Shan first taught Sanlang to sing "Little Apple", Saburo liked it very much, and he sang it with joy, which was very contagious.

The atmosphere is right now, and Saburo makes his debut.

The little friends were taken lightly by the thunder, and before the end of the song, the little fat man Li Wenjie couldn't hold back, and sang along with his waist and hips.Soon, several other children cheered and joined the team.

A group of children with an average age of no more than ten years old sang Little Apple in a fresh and refined way, both cheerful and enthusiastic.

(End of this chapter)