It is said that the emperor pays off his hard work.
Since Zheng Ruqian left after the New Year, Jiang Sheng has been planning hard to bring Jiuzhenfang's pastries to the dining tables of the ladies of the aristocratic family. He was so busy that his little face became sharp.
Fortunately, the results were good. With the help of some people, secretly and openly, families from aristocratic families came to order Jiuzhenfang’s pastries one after another.
As a street child who grew up in hardship, Jiang Sheng had no idea of getting rich overnight. She would be very satisfied if she could sell customized cakes.
End of February.
Jiuzhenfang began to do the accounting. Jiang Sheng stood on tiptoes on the table, and his little fat fingers nimbly fiddled with the abacus beads, making a crackling sound.
Da Ya and Miao Zhaoying watched from the side, showing surprise from time to time, obviously not yet used to making money with their own hands.
Only Zhang Xianglian took it for granted and tidied up with a smile.
Start with roasted chestnuts with sugar. As Jiuzhenfang’s flagship product, demand exceeds supply every day and is sold in limited quantities.
The fundamental reason is that Hebei County is too far away. Each of the Gao brothers has a car. When running around day and night, it takes thirty or forty days to transport the goods.
Fortunately, the carriage was replaced by a grain carriage. The two carriages can carry a total of four thousand kilograms. After deducting oil, sugar, labor, etc., the profit is about a hundred taels, which is a guaranteed business.
Pastries such as glutinous rice and jujube cakes and sugar-dusted hawthorn cakes are as good as ever, and profits remain at two or three hundred taels.
The profits of the pastries that I cooperate with Youranju are quite high, each serving can reach around 500 taels of silver. However, the quantity is limited. I earned 50 taels of silver this month after the new year.
When it came to the most exciting custom-made pastry, Jiang Sheng took a deep breath and considered it more carefully.
Customized pastries are expensive. One tael of silver can only buy one. After deducting the price of raw materials and customized molds, the net profit per portion is about 800 yuan. If customers order repeatedly and save customized grinding tools, the raw materials can be almost Ignoring it, the net profit is almost one or two silver.
After doing the math, I ordered more than 80 cakes in the past twenty days, and the net profit was no less than 77 taels of silver.
In comparison, making pastries makes more money, but ordinary pastries require more work and are more tiring.
Zhang Xianglian made breakfast for the children every day and arrived at Jiuzhenfang. After waking up Miao Zhaoying and her daughter who were laying the floor, they started busy, frying sugar sand, steaming pastries, and frying fruits.
I was busy until the end of the day, preparing about three hundred kilograms of goods before I could officially start business.
After that, the pastries were consumed one after another. Zhang Xianglian was responsible for replenishing the goods, and Miao Zhaoying was responsible for roasting the chestnuts. Only when hundreds of kilograms of sugar-roasted chestnuts were sold out could they take a breath.
On the other hand, custom-made pastries and Youranju's special pastries take up to half an hour a day, which can be said to save time and effort.
Jiang Sheng settled the accounts and began to plan dividends and wages.
Miao Zhaoying and her daughter swallowed again, and even their breathing became much subtler.
Jiuzhenfang had a total net profit of 450 taels that month. First, divide the monthly silver of the Gao family brothers. They give 5 taels separately every year, and an extra 2 taels for each trip. In total, four taels need to be allocated.
Miao Zhaoying and her daughter were more complicated. Jiang Sheng thought about it again and again, then cut off a piece of silver with scissors, weighed it on a small scale, weighed it again, and finally cut off another piece under the eyes of everyone who was looking forward to it.
Although Daya didn't do much work, she still put in some effort after all. The two of them had no money to live on, so they lived in Jiuzhenfang for food and accommodation, and still owed the shop five taels of wages.
Last month they paid back three taels, and this month they still had twenty taels left. Jiang Sheng gave them another two taels.
There were four hundred and forty-four taels of silver left. Zhang Xianglian used her skills to share 10% of the profits, which should have been forty-four taels and four hundred copper coins. Jiang Sheng gave the forty-five taels with a wave of his hand.
After distributing their respective coins, Zhang Xianglian was still calm, while Daya was already jumping up and down with joy.
Two taels of silver is not enough to rent a courtyard in Fengjing, nor is it enough to have a meal at Youranju, but it is the foundation of their mother and daughter's survival, and it is the gift of life after they bravely left.
"Aniang, we are rich, we are really rich." She screamed happily.
Miao Zhaoying wiped the corners of her eyes and choked several times, "I want to thank my boss. Without you, we wouldn't be where we are today."
Jiang Sheng held his chin and said nothing.
However, Zhang Xianglian said seriously, "Our help is accidental. The most important thing is that you two can make up your mind."
Outsiders can only help you live a better and smoother life.
The fundamental choice is still in your own hands, and your destiny is always in your hands.
Only by truly bravely breaking through, making a choice, and letting go can life have new possibilities.
For example, the reborn Zhang Xianglian, the busy but fulfilling mother and daughter Miao Zhaoying, and the Zhang Qiquan couple who feel relaxed after abandoning filial piety.
Jiang Sheng fiddled with the nearly four hundred taels of silver left after the dividends. After Miao Zhaoying and her daughter calmed down, he said softly, "Auntie, it's time for us to recruit some help."
"Besides, Aunt Miao can't keep building a shop on the ground floor in Jiuzhenfang. She has to rent a new yard."
Zhang Xianglian helps poor people, and the most obvious characteristic of these poor people is that they are poor and have no money.
Jiuzhenfang cannot directly spend money, nor can it give out free meals, but it can provide a room for homeless people and a job that is enough to survive.
Even if the annual profits are reduced as a result, it is all worth it to see Zhang Xianglian and others regaining hope, and to see the big girls crying with joy.
"Xiao Jiang Sheng, you are truly the most conscientious boss I have ever seen." Aunt Zhang murmured beside her, with a look of relief and satisfaction on her face, mixed with a sense of pride.
Really, conscience?
Jiang Sheng didn't think so much. She put down her abacus and walked to the door of Jiuzhenfang in a few steps. She felt the warm and bright sunshine and thought of the wish she made when she was dying.
Hopefully no one will go hungry again.
Jiang Sheng is an ordinary person who has been through hard work. She has no extraordinary abilities, no extraordinary background, and no outstanding intelligence. She only has the kindness in her heart and her five brothers who support her without hesitation.
That's all.
Under the sun, the beady little girl seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light. Her clear skin made her look light and agile, and her innocent expression made her without any impurities.
The only thing that was a little dusty was the longing and expectation floating in her big eyes when she looked into the distance.
"The eldest brother is about to try. The fourth brother and the fifth brother are promoting medical women. Second brother and third brother, are you okay in the distance?"
Okay?
not good.
On the carriage, Zheng Laoer sneezed three times in a row, almost soaking the horse's butt with saliva before he reluctantly stopped.
Wang Xiaosong covered his face with his sleeves and said with disgust, "Boss, why do you sneeze every day? Who is scolding you behind your back?"
"Bah, this is because my sister misses me." Zheng Ruqian sneered, "You haven't even sneezed. Could it be that Xiaozhu misses you?"
Wang Xiaosong, who was so lively just now, suddenly wilts.
Wow, my sister doesn’t miss me.
Speaking of which, the two of them had left Beijing for more than a month, and walked northward while sleeping in the open air. They stopped in three cities, bought ice cubes from other courtyards, and hired long-term workers to transport things to Fengjing. Everything went smoothly.
Only when I entered Northern Xinjiang and tried to find the troops stationed in Northern Xinjiang, I couldn't find anyone.
After some inquiry, I found out that there was another conflict between the army and the Tartars, and they had been fighting for more than a month.
