Even though the injury was caused by oneself, one still has to be dignified and maintain the demeanor of a doctor.
It wasn't until his sister exposed the truth with a word that Dr. Wen smiled shyly, "I think this young man has a high status. He mainly wants to sell the medical clinic."
It is impossible to rob the rich and give to the poor every day. The most important thing is that the medical girls can enter the backyard of the Fengjing family.
Chang Yan nodded beside him, fully approving of Fourth Brother's thoughts.
He even introduced the Jinpao Yuanqiu Young Master, "Prince Gong's only son, because his father had a bad temper and married a Hedong Lion Roar. He has very little status in the palace, so he loves to hide his beauty in the golden house."
It doesn’t matter if you don’t love them. Those who didn’t hide them were kicked out by their biological father and daughter-in-law.
Wen Zhiyun nodded habitually, and suddenly froze in place when he recalled the identity of the young master in brocade robes.
Even if they don't understand Fengjing's intricate family relationships, they still know the value of the three words "Prince Gong".
Those who can hold the title of prince must at least be a biological brother of the Tian family, or a biological brother of the previous Tian family. That is a proper royal family.
They actually tricked a royal family and swindled their money.
The more Wen Zhiyun thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his hands began to tremble. It was not until he caught a glimpse of Jiang Sheng playing with the silver ingot that he reluctantly calmed down.
"Fourth brother, if you have a well-known medical reputation, you will have to be closely connected with the Fengjing family sooner or later." Chang Yan said calmly, "Your medical ladies are also prepared for the wives of the family. It is only a matter of time before you deal with the nobles."
Only by robbing the rich can we help the poor.
Wen Zhiyun suddenly understood the underlying meaning of Chang Yan's words, and he completely calmed down.
When people have great love in their hearts, they will sacrifice their own panic and fear for this great love.
This is true for generals who died in battle.
Dr. Wen is like this.
Jiang Sheng is like this.
The same is true for Wen Zhiyun.
Great love is compassion, not seeing the suffering of the people, longing for peace in the world, and longing for all wandering people to have enough to eat.
In order to help more poor people, Wen Zhiyun chose to deal with a high-ranking family.
In order to provide work for the aunts in the workshop, Jiang Sheng, who is greedy for comfort, gritted his teeth and propped up the workshop.
They are all people with great love in their hearts.
Just like this moment, after hearing the conversation between the two brothers, Jiang Sheng, who was holding the silver ingot, suddenly raised his head and asked, "Can you sell the pastries from Jiuzhenfang to the table of the lady of the family?"
That way, we can recruit more female workers and help more women like Aunt Zhang and Aunt Miao.
"Of course." Chang Yan was startled and thought, "As long as there is one guest from the aristocratic family, there will be a steady stream of others."
Everything is difficult at the beginning, the key is how to get there.
Jiang Sheng didn't have much thoughts.
She is just an ordinary wanderer who met a few outstanding brothers by chance. She may occasionally be a little clever, but she is still basically an ordinary person.
There is no calmness and alertness of the eldest brother, no persistence and opportunity of the second brother, no skill and perseverance of the third brother, no caution and prudence of the fourth brother, and no depth and calculation of the fifth brother.
She is a vine that grows wildly. It has never grown crooked under the lash of time, but it has not grown so strong that it makes people’s eyes shine.
For several days after returning from the ruined temple on the hillside, Jiang Sheng was thinking about how to sell the pastries from Jiuzhenfang to the nobles, and he even laughed a lot less.
Fortunately, God pays off the hard work.
Jiang Sheng remembered that when Jiuzhenfang opened, Xu Mo used his connections to invite a few friends. It was a lively place at the time, but it also developed a few long-term customers.
For example, Zhu Sihuan of the Zhu family likes glutinous rice and jujube cakes. From time to time, he sends people to buy three to five kilograms of them, and sometimes he also brings some other pastries.
Qi Huai from the Qi family would also have people come over from time to time to buy some sugar-dusted hawthorns and other small pastries.
There was no movement from Zhao Yuan of the Zhao family, and I don’t know if he was injured after eating fifty packs of pastries.
The more Jiang Sheng thought about it, the more excited he became.
She can now be sure that the taste of Jiuzhenfang pastries must be acceptable, but what they lack is the source of noble customers.
But where can I go to meet noble people?
It is obviously unrealistic to wait for the fourth brother's medical clinic to develop. The eldest brother only knows a few of them. The big shopkeeper of Youranju is not as kind and talkative as shopkeeper Bai, who will give her life advice.
Jiang Sheng was a little distressed, so he simply took a car to Jiuzhenfang.
Maybe it was because it was still early, but she actually saw an unexpected person here.
"Master." Jiang Sheng took two steps forward, crispy and sweet, "Why are you here? Youranju doesn't cook?"
The master chef, who had lost some weight for no apparent reason, turned around, a strange shyness spread on his face, and said thoughtfully, "Youranju pastries have been selling well recently. I came over to see if I can increase the quantity."
Jiuzhenfang's pastries have changed their shape, and the price has more than doubled when you get them from Youranju.
It just so happened that there was a rich man who wanted to show his favor and was willing to order two plates as a favor.
Of course, the reason for this is Youranju's high price, but Zhang Xianglian's exquisite craftsmanship also plays an important role, especially the lotus cake, which is not only beautiful in shape, but also has an unforgettable taste.
It's just that Zhang Xianglian is one person after all. She not only has to make exquisite pastries, but also takes care of the Jiuzhenfang shop. She really doesn't have the skills to do both, so she doesn't agree.
The master chef who was rejected touched his nose and was not angry but happy, "It's okay not to increase the quantity. Only limited quantity can arouse the desire of noble people to buy."
Then what is the reason for his trip?
Jiang Sheng tilted his head, vaguely remembering that he had seen a male dog in heat twitching at a female dog before. It was very similar to the master.
She seemed to know something extraordinary.
In order to test his guess and answer his questions, Jiang Sheng walked to the master chef, deliberately picked up a piece of pastry, and sighed, "Jiuzhenfang's pastries are still not good. Only ordinary people come to buy them, and no wealthy family wants to taste them. "
This is a bit exaggerated.
There were many boys in the sugar-roasted chestnut team, but unfortunately they only bought chestnuts and didn't make any big splash, so it couldn't have a publicity effect.
The master glanced at the dark heads outside, then looked at the innocent and lovely Jiang Sheng, and smiled helplessly, "It's not that easy to sell to a nobleman. The reason why Youran is able to get up is because the owner itself is expensive, and other noblemen want to support him. It gradually started to look like a big restaurant.”
Jiang Sheng's disappointment was visible to the naked eye.
Just when Zhang Xianglian came to deliver the newly baked glutinous rice and jujube cakes, the master chef suddenly sat upright and said, "Actually, it's not that difficult."
"In addition to the taste, the food eaten by the nobles is also special. This is obviously contrary to the original intention of Jiuzhenfang. Look at which young master and girl eat cakes worth tens of yuan per catty. Even if they eat, they will eat them secretly. They will never eat them. Maybe take it out to entertain guests."
"We don't have any connections with noble people, so we can only rely on gimmicks to attract noble people and make them feel that it is an honor to eat Jiuzhenfang's pastries."
