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However, pickled preserved eggs need to be marinated for a month before they can be eaten.

Cui Hejin said: "There should be a shortage of good dishes."

What's missing is good food.

Jiang Zhiluo asked: "Can you tell me about the current situation of Linjiang Tower?"

Cui Hejin whispered: "Linjiang Tower's business was originally very good, but last year another restaurant opened in the town and introduced several dishes that Linjiang Tower did not have, attracting many customers, and Linjiang Tower's business suffered accordingly. Big impact.”

"Shopkeeper Feng is under a lot of pressure. If Linjiang Tower continues like this, the owner of Linjiang Tower will withdraw its staff and sell the restaurant."

"But Linjiang Restaurant is the hard work of Shopkeeper Feng. Once the restaurant is resold, Shopkeeper Feng will have nowhere to go. Even if he goes back to his employer, he will no longer be taken seriously."

Mrs. Cui nodded and said: "That's true. If a good store is handed over to a manager whom he trusts, but he fails to manage the store well and instead forces the store to be transferred, in the owner's mind, the manager is incompetent and the owner I generally won’t reuse him again.”

The Cui family also has many stores, and she also arranges stewards to manage them. If there is a problem, she will naturally remove the steward.

Jiang Zhiluo understood that Manager Feng was under great pressure. If there were really good dishes, Manager Feng would be able to buy them and do business.

In fact, Jiang Zhiluo's main purpose is not to sell dishes, but to do preserved egg business.

She thought for a while and said, "Mom, are preserved eggs in Beijing expensive?"

Mrs. Cui nodded and said: "Expensive, a preserved egg costs fifty cents. Those high-ranking officials just eat it fresh."

When Jiang Zhiluo heard the price, she was shocked, "No, mother, are the preserved eggs in Beijing so expensive?"

"A duck egg costs less than a penny."

Mrs. Cui said: "No one thinks it is expensive. I heard that the egg is made of wine. The price of wine is so expensive, so everyone can accept it."

Jiang Zhiluo was thoughtful when she heard it, but no, there are different pickling methods for preserved eggs.

If it is marinated with wine, tea and other ingredients, the cost will indeed be higher.

But if it is pickled with lime, plant ash and other things, the cost will be very low.

Even if you can't find limestone to make lime, you can still get lime by calcining shells.

There are some stalls at the pier selling small items with shells in them, and grocery stores also sell shells at very cheap prices.

In this case, the price of dishes made from preserved eggs is also cheap. Even if Shopkeeper Feng sells them at a high price, no one will suspect anything.

She pickles some first, and even if the restaurant doesn't accept it, she can still sell it.

Mrs. Cui looked at Jiang Zhiluo's expression and said, "Zhiluo, do you want to make preserved eggs?"

Jiang Zhiluo nodded and said: "Well, Mom, preserved eggs are actually a good thing. They can be used to make many delicacies. They can be used to make dishes and porridge."

Mrs. Cui has tasted the taste of preserved eggs, but she really doesn’t know what cooking tastes like.

It was also the first time she heard that it could also be used to make porridge.

But she believed in Zhi Luo, and there was nothing that Zhi Luo made that was not delicious.

"Then let's buy duck eggs first."

"I had known that when I was hatching chickens, I would also buy duck eggs to hatch ducklings. When they grow up, they can lay duck eggs."

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Mom, there's no need to go to so much trouble. We can just buy duck eggs. The price is also cheap. You can buy two duck eggs for one penny."

Yes, that’s the price of duck eggs on the market.

In Jiang Zhiluo's opinion, this price is really cheap.

If you need duck eggs, just buy duck eggs.

Mrs. Cui knew that Jiang Zhiluo was really planning to make preserved eggs.

She naturally supported it and said, "Then just go to the market in town and buy duck eggs."

"I remember when we went there to set up a stall selling snacks, there were many elderly people sitting there with baskets selling duck eggs, but not many people bought them. When we came back at noon, they were often still sitting there, holding a duck egg. None of them were sold." Mrs. Cui also sighed with some regrets, but at that time they could only take care of themselves first, and how could they care about others.

"If we buy duck eggs, they can sell the duck eggs and make some money to support their families."

In the past, Mrs. Cui grew up in a wealthy family and had no idea about the sufferings of the people.

After coming here and seeing how the people lived here, she realized that there were many people who did not have enough to eat or clothing to keep warm.

Jiang Zhiluo nodded and said, "Well, tomorrow I will go to the market to sell chili sauce and buy some duck eggs."

"Buy as much as you can."

“We happen to have an ox cart at home, so it’s convenient to use an ox cart to pull us back.”

Mrs. Cui suddenly became energetic and said, "Mom, I'll stay with you."

This time Jiang Zhiluo did not refuse, "Okay, let's go to the town after breakfast tomorrow."

Buying things is different from selling things. Buying things is just like going shopping, it's not hard work, so Jiang Zhiluo thought it would be good to take Mrs. Cui with her, just for fun.

After lunch, Mrs. Cui asked Jiang Zhiluo to take a rest.

Jiang Zhiluo gave Qiao Mengmeng acupuncture in the morning and used the wood power. She was indeed a little tired and needed to take a nap to recover.

Besides, it's raining outside, and the sound of the rain is very hypnotic.

In modern high-rise buildings, even if it rains, the feeling of hearing the rain inside is not that real.

Here, the sound of rain seems to be right next to my ears, and the wind is blowing so hard that it makes a sound when it slaps on the window lattice.

In such a voice, Jiang Zhiluo slowly relaxed and fell asleep.

Cui Hejin didn't sleep. He just sat on the table and drank water, thinking about something while drinking water.

Mrs. Cui still knows a little about her son. Looking at him like this, she knows that he has something on his mind.

"Hejin, you look worried. Did something happen this morning?"

It's just to save someone, it should be nothing.

Cui Hejin shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

He didn't say it because he didn't want his mother to worry about it.

Mrs. Cui said anxiously: "Look at you like this. The more you don't say anything, the more anxious I will be."

"You are my son, you are used to hiding your thoughts, and my mother won't say anything."

"But now we are no better than before. If you have anything to do, tell your mother. At least she will have an idea."

"Just like when something happened to the Cui family, Qian Qian's mother really didn't know anything about it."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Cui felt a little depressed.

At that time, He Jin didn't tell her about her father's affairs in court, for fear that she would worry.

Thinking about it now, if she had known better, she could have made more preparations for the Cui family, which would have been better than being caught off guard after being sealed off by the Royal Forest Army.

Cui Hejin sighed softly and said slowly: "Mom, everyone says His Highness the Grand Sun is dead, but I think he should still be alive."

Mrs. Cui was in disbelief.

She only felt thunder ringing in her ears.

Her eyes widened, she grabbed Cui Hejin's wrist excitedly and said, "You...are you telling the truth?"

Mrs. Cui knows best what it means that His Highness Taisun is still alive.

At this moment, Mrs. Cui's eyes were red.