"Little sister, please think of a solution quickly. In just a few days, we have opened several hot pot and barbecue restaurants on this street!"
Brother Zhan was so anxious that he was almost on the verge of burning out his eyebrows.
He helped open this herbal hot pot and barbecue restaurant little by little. In just a few days, those shameless people have put up the exact same sign.
"I have sent people to taste it in those stores. The taste is very different from ours. How long ago did people learn to make it better?"
Zhan Qingyue had already been mentally prepared for this. Medicinal hot pot was not difficult. There was just a pot of medicinal soup with various vegetables thrown in to cook.
The only pot that has some knowledge is that it must not only ensure that the fire is burning underneath, but also ensure that there is no smoke.
Of course, if you meet a craftsman who is willing to think about it, this is not difficult.
"Second brother, don't worry. Only imitators show that there is still a market for our hot pot and barbecue. It seems I have to come up with my trump card."
With a sly smile on her face, Zhan Qingyue confidently wrote down the recipes for beer and happy fat house water that she had just exchanged in the space.
Brother Zhan looked at the things on the prescription. They were Chinese medicinal materials, wine and water, and he didn't know why.
"Little sister, what is this?"
Zhan Qingyue smiled: "This is a recipe I accidentally came up with when I saw other people brewing wine. I call it beer."
"This, I call it Fat House Water. Both of these are things to drink. Second brother, I have to trouble you to help me find a reliable brewer. Let's make this beer. Fat House Water is very good. It’s easy, I’ll do it myself.”
Brother Zhan was confused when he heard this, and nodded like garlic.
Seeing his naive look, Cuizhu covered her mouth and chuckled.
"Look at how stupid you are, I'm afraid you haven't even thought about where to hire a winemaker, right?"
"I happen to know a few winemakers in Prince Cheng's Mansion. When the time comes, we will go to Prince Cheng's Mansion to hire one and let the Princess know."
The two of them walked towards Prince Cheng's Mansion while talking, they were really full of energy.
Zhan Qingyue looked at the two people leaving with a smile on her face. It looked like she was about to have a second sister-in-law.
She frowned and poured herself a cup of tea. She already had beer and fat house water, but without ice, it would be unsatisfactory.
It happens that the materials for making ice cubes are not hard to find, so why not make the ice cubes now and use them in the shop later.
Thinking of this, Zhan Qingyue also became busy.
It didn't take long for Zhan Qingyue's drinks to be made.
Inspired by Princess Cheng, she also specially used some fruits to brew low-alcohol fruit wine.
Taking advantage of the ice bucket, the drinks were sold to many cities.
Zhan Qingyue sat in the accounting room of the Medicinal Food Pavilion all day long, banging his abacus. He was busy from morning to night, but there was still a lot of work left to do.
When the hotpot shop closed, brother Zhan took Zhan Qingyue and Cuizhu home in a carriage.
His arms were awkwardly bent, and he was driving the horse crookedly.
Zhan Qingyue's condition wasn't much better, her entire cervical vertebra was so painful that her head almost couldn't support it.
"Ouch, ouch, Cuizhu, please be gentle, this place is so sore."
Zhan Qingyue was lying in the large carriage, and Cuizhu was massaging her neck.
"Cui Zhu, please give me a hand when you're done. My arm has been carrying a plate all day and I can hardly lift it."
Zhan Qingyue pursed her lips tightly and hummed from time to time.
"No, we are making a lot of money now, but we are suffering too much. We have to do everything by ourselves. I can't stand it!"
She complained, and a bold idea came to her mind.
"No, second brother, Cuizhu, will open a shop one hour tomorrow night. Let's go to the government office to buy a few domestic slaves. House slaves are more reliable than long-term workers. This way we won't worry about our family's secret recipe being leaked."
The next day, the three of them went back together to buy thirty domestic slaves.
Ten of them were assigned to work at the barbecue shop, and the remaining twenty stayed at the medicinal hot pot restaurant to help.
"Everyone, please work carefully and conscientiously. This is all food that goes into your mouth. There are also those beer-fat people who eat water. It takes a lot at the end of the day. Everyone has to adapt as soon as possible."
Brother Zhan arranged work for the newcomers in the backyard.
Most of these domestic slaves have confusion in their eyes and are not adaptable to the new environment and new owners, but a few of them are full of hope for the future.
"Boss, do you just put these beers in the ice bucket?"
"Master, is this the color of the water in these fat houses?"
"Boss, can these stones turn into ice just by randomly placing them in water? This is really amazing. What is the name of this stone?"
Brother Zhang saw that two of the slaves were very eager to learn. They asked questions one after another, which were insignificant at first, but gradually they got to the important points.
You know, the secret recipes for making beer, fat boy water and ice cubes are only known by your own family.
Brother Zhang pretended not to hear, took a sip of water, and chatted with the other slaves about what to eat for dinner.
At this time, Cuizhu came out of nowhere and gave Brother Zhang a "come with me" look.
Brother Zhang quickly followed up.
When the two of them arrived at a deserted place, they saw Cuizhu tugging on Brother Zhan's sleeve and hiding in the dark, carefully staring at the few domestic slaves he had just bought in the backyard.
"Second brother, just now one of my slaves secretly picked up saltpeter and put it in his pocket. This is not normal."
Hearing this, Brother Zhang quickly told the slave about the problem he had just encountered.
The two of them are such a pair, they are not just the troubled house slave who secretly hides saltpeter.
Now that the two people were hiding in the dark, they could see clearly. Not only did the two people hide the small stones in their pockets, they also went around to watch others doing things.
"Careful work!"
The two of them said this word in unison.
The Zhanjia's hot pot and barbecue business was originally occupied by most of the market. However, the Zhanjia suddenly came up with some weird drinks and managed to dominate the hotpot and barbecue business.
I don’t know how many people are secretly greedy.
"This is definitely a workmanship sent by another shop to steal it. Let's go tell my little sister now!"
Zhan Qingyue looked at the two people trembling and kneeling on the ground with a gloomy face.
"We occupy the house and don't raise traitors. You guys have only been here for a long time. Let's do this, second brother. You can resell them to Ren Yazi later for some money."
"My boss, spare your life!"
The two of them cried and kowtowed, but nothing could change their fate.
Zhan Qingyue secretly thought to herself that although the provincial capital where they were located was wealthy and the closest city to the capital, it was not as good as the capital. It only took a few hours to get there.
It seems that the best way to do business is to go to the capital.
