The Duke’s wife is beautiful but has a dark heart

At noon the next day, Yan Zhu came over and found the man still sitting there.

Li Jiang stood in front of him.

Li Jiang was "reasoning" with him for a long time...

The purpose is to get him to move so that he doesn't block the door.

Li Jiang's "speech of merit" is a human being, and I'm afraid he can't bear to leave.

But that man remained calm, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Li Jiang finally lost his temper, "If you don't lose your temper, you think I'm a sick cat! Have you seen this fist?" He folded his arms and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his little fist. "I'll count to three. If you don't leave, we'll start a fight!"

Yan Zhu found it funny and walked over: "Sir, our door will be opened soon! Otherwise... where can you move?"

Fortunately, there is a small passage next to it. There are also steps to sit on.

The man looked at her without moving.

His eyes are amber, so rare!

“If you obey me, I’ll give you shrimp noodles for lunch!”

After hearing this, the man stood up and sat on the steps along the aisle.

Yan Zhu washed her hands and tied her hair before entering the house and checking the snacks that had been prepared. Pick a piece at random, break a little off and put it in your mouth to taste. Nodding: "Yeah. Okay."

By this time, guests had already arrived.

Someone from the kitchen called out: "Miss Yan, please come over."

Yan Zhu went in, and the two women were beating their waists.

"How's it going? Have you packed up the shrimps?"

"Girls!" they complained, "but I am very tired! I have never seen such a method of disassembly. At least it is finished, you see... the head, skin, meat and seeds are all separated! They are also washed. , our waists can hardly be straightened up!"

"Girl, I was afraid that the shrimps would become stale if they were hot, so I put them on ice."

Yan Zhu smiled and said: "Well, that's good. Next, fry the shrimp heads in oil, add hot water to make soup. Bake the shrimp skins in a pot, grind them into powder in a ladle, and mix them with the goose eggs. You don’t need so much, just use 30%. Meat and seeds, I’ll fry the toppings later.”

Looking around to see if there was no one around, he added, "I did it for Ah Yu, so I know this is very troublesome! The shrimps are getting fat these days, and they have to be cooked a few times. Keep this money." Yan Zhu said quietly Give two people one tael of silver each.

"Oh, girl, this is what we should do!" The two women were surprised and happy.

Yan Zhu said: "Take it, don't say anything! It's not good for others to know!"

The two women finished their work and said, "Girl, it doesn't matter if you do it every day!" They went to work with glowing faces.

"Miss Yan, Miss Wen is here!"

Yan Zhu hurried to the side and said, "Ayu, we have shrimp noodles to eat today."

"Really? That's great! Originally, I wanted to come here again in the afternoon! Fortunately, I came, and I'm so lucky!"

"The shrimps are the fattest this season."

"Are you exhausted?"

"It's okay! I don't have to do anything. I just make the fillings that I don't want others to know about. Those side dishes are nothing special at first. I just leave them to them."

"That's right! The house is full of oil and fire, so try to go in as little as possible. I think those people in my cousin's house are pretty good too."

"It's really good! If you want to sell it at a high price, it has to be their food."

……

By noon, the business of the two shops was almost the same as yesterday.

When the noodles came out of the pot, Yan Zhu personally brought a bowl to Wen Yu.

Wen Yu ate with gusto and drank up all the soup, "It's so satisfying!"

Yan Zhu suddenly remembered that she had promised to be alone in the morning. He quickly called Li Jiang over, "Bring that man a bowl!"

But Li Jiang didn't want to, he couldn't even eat it! "Miss Yan Zhu! It's too much to send a beggar away with this noodle! We sell it for ten taels of silver a piece!"

"As I said this morning, it's just this once."

"But if you give him some meat or a few steamed buns, he'll be fine! Eat shrimp noodles? You won't be afraid of choking to death..."

Wen Yu asked, "What's going on?"

Li Jiang quickly complained: "Miss Yan is going to give the shrimp noodles to the beggar at the door!"

Yan Zhu explained: "In the morning, he sat on the steps in front of Yun Xiang and refused to move. I coaxed him and said that he would sit next to him and give him shrimp noodles for lunch. Then he left." Li Jiang shouted: "Give it to me." Eat, I'll do it even outside the city!"

Wen Yu smiled: "Bring a bowl, just don't make it a habit!"

"No, just this time!" Yan Zhu promised. She didn't need Li Jiang anymore, so she took a bowl of noodles and went out.

It just so happened that Wen Ruoqing was doing errands nearby. At lunch time, he suddenly remembered the new store opened here.

I didn't take a carriage, and I didn't need anyone to accompany me. I just strolled here by myself. As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw a girl coming out with a bowl of noodles.

It was impossible for him to see what the girl looked like, but the steaming bowl of noodles immediately caught his attention.

smell good! But why am I so familiar with this smell? Why does it feel like this?

My head hurt a little, so I stood there for a moment and entered the store.

The waiter came up to greet me and said, "The noodles that the girl brought out just now, please have a bowl!"

"Sir, those are the fresh shrimp noodles that our store just released today. They cost ten taels of silver each. One bowl of noodles, two side dishes! A glass of sake."

"Hey! This price... can be regarded as the most expensive noodles in the capital!"

"Sir, you don't know! Several people were busy from last night until noon, and they only made a hundred bowls. You see, such a high cost... you can't make much money!"

"Huh, you're telling me this? Okay, let me do the math for you. Just look at that bowl of shrimp. One hundred bowls, with the heads and tails removed, would use up to fifteen kilograms of shrimp. In this season, It is the time when this shrimp is on the market, so five taels of silver is enough to buy it.

A bowl of noodles costs three taels and two copper plates. Five for a jug of wine. What are the side dishes? Let me take a look..."

"..."

Outside the door, Yan Zhu had already handed over his face. Mu Ling followed him out and brought another bowl of tea.

"Have you been sitting here all morning? Don't you want to drink water? Give him the tea first!"

Mu Ling handed over the bowl and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Let our girl Zhuzhu serve you, you are a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes!"

The man didn't think anything of it at all and took it calmly. He must have been thirsty. Although he drank slowly, he actually drank more than half of the bowl.

"Come!"

Yan Zhumian gave it to him. He took it and started eating. Still as unhurried as yesterday.

After finishing eating, he actually said, "Not bad."

"So you can talk?" Yan Zhu was surprised.

She thought that this person was just like Lan Zhou, so she took special care of him!

The man stopped talking again.

He spoke little, but Master Wen kept chattering: "The woman who peels shrimps earns thirty copper coins a day. There are a lot of people coming! Plus the master who stir-fries the toppings. The one who rolls the noodles. One hundred bowls of noodles, ten taels." The cost of silver is enough! Therefore, the remaining ninety-nine bowls are all gross profit... Hey, I don't know, this business is good!"

Outside the house, Yan Zhu was still asking: "Where are you from!?"

The man was holding the bowl, seemingly at a loss.

"The rope you are hanging on the jade is about to break, and it will be lost if it breaks. When I get free, I can help you tie one!"

She just said it casually, but she didn't expect that the man held the bowl in one hand, pulled off the jade with the other hand, and handed it to her.

"..."

Master Wen was still calculating the accounts: "A hundred bowls sell for one thousand taels of silver. God! That's thirty thousand a month..." His eyes lit up.

"You have the assistants and the cooks here. Is sixty enough for you? There are about five for stewards, two for accountants, and ten for cleaning and washing dishes..."

That guy almost cried...

Yan Zhu said: "Then don't worry, I have a lot of things to do today!" After that, she walked back, then stopped: "Don't leave! You will lose a lot if you buy a bowl of noodles for a piece of jade." Got it!"

The man looked at her and shook his head.

In the room, Mr. Wen's interest continued. He had already calculated how much labor, rent and decoration would cost each day.

"Add in taxes, various administrative expenses, and miscellaneous expenses, and it adds up to every day..."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! I'm just a little boy. Can't you understand what you're talking about?"

"Don't ask for improvement! If I tell you, even if you only cook the most plump shrimps for a month, and then peel off the unsold ones, you will get twenty-five thousand taels of silver. This is just A bowl of noodles! Where’s the main course? Where’s the wine? Your boss is going to get rich!"

"Then... what do you mean?" The man touched the back of his head.

"Here's some noodles!" Mr. Wen had had enough chatting.

"...Ouch, you scared me to death! Okay! One serving of shrimp noodles!"