The two of them ran away at great speed, almost frightening Jiang Wu who was driving the car.
Xu Mo, who had just come out of the imperial city, was even more puzzled and glanced at the two remaining brothers.
Wen Zhiyun quickly lowered his neck and pretended not to know.
Fang Heng pursed his lips and spread his hands, indicating that it was difficult to say.
In fact, it’s not that it’s hard to say, but it’s just that it can’t be said.
I still remember the day.
After Xu Mo entered the palace, Jiang Sheng was bored and unwilling to go back to Jiuzhenfang or enter the small courtyard, so he simply dragged his brothers through the crowd.
Students who can pass the imperial examination must either have excellent talents and study poetry and books diligently.
Either he comes from a wealthy family and is diligent and conscientious.
As written in the small book, poor scholars from poor families often rush to take exams alone, with few relatives and friends by their side.
On the other hand, having relatives waiting at the gate of the imperial city shows that you have some family background.
Jiang Sheng was just killing time at first, until she overheard the students' relatives talking about which pastry shop was good and which one had fresh taste. She remembered the two pastry shops she managed and slowed down her pace in anticipation.
But after waiting and waiting, the cakes were replaced by clothes, and the clothes were replaced by jewelry, but there was still no name Jiuzhenfang.
The little girl had a direct temper and found the right opportunity to come over. "I don't want to disturb you. I heard my wife mention the pastries. I would like to ask which shop they are from. I also want to bring some to my family."
The young woman in the joke was quite kind and responded seriously, "Die Lan Chun, Wan Zhen Zhai, and Zhen Gourmet Pavilion are all quite good."
Jiang Sheng rolled his eyes and asked deliberately, "Madam, haven't you tried Jiuzhenfang's pastries? I heard they are also very delicious."
"Jiuzhenfang?" the young woman laughed, "I've heard that you can customize cakes with your last name, but unfortunately there's only one type you can try. I always get tired of it after eating it. Wanzhenzhai's has a more complete taste."
This answer made Jiang Sheng very confused.
There are actually quite a few varieties of pastries in Jiuzhenfang. There are more than twenty types of pastries, large and small, including soft, glutinous, crisp, sour, and sweet. The two shops can sell two to three hundred kilograms of goods that day. The roasted chestnuts are even more popular.
How come in the eyes of these ladies, only cakes with the last name are acceptable.
She was not confused for long, and suddenly remembered the accounts of Jiuzhenfang that she had taken stock of a while ago. She saw more than 20 kinds of cakes stir-fried with sugar and chestnuts. She worked hard to sell them for a long time, and the profit was higher than a few plates of cakes with the same name.
At that time, there were few aristocratic families ordering pastries. Jiang Sheng also believed that pastries with his surname could not sell many, so he didn’t think much about it.
Today she was so enlightened that she thanked the young lady and rushed back breathlessly to ask, "Second brother, does he know about Dielanchun, Wanzhenzhai and Zhenxiuge?"
"I've heard of it." Zheng Ruqian turned around, "If I remember correctly, these places all sell pastries. Dielanchun's handiwork is exquisite, and the pastries are lifelike. Wanzhenzhai has a variety of flavors and rich textures. Zhenxiuge is a little different, it He was born in a restaurant, but his pastries were unexpectedly more popular among the people of Fengjing than the food... Why do you think of asking these questions?"
Jiang Sheng swallowed, "These are not important. Second brother, tell me, are their pastries very expensive?"
Isn't it, just like the surnamed cakes, it is aimed at the positioning of aristocratic families.
Her pupils were dilated and she stared intently at Zheng Ruqian's head rising and falling, her heart finally calming down.
now it's right.
Fengjing is not just the poor and the rich, there are also many middle-level families who are not rich but still live a nurturing life.
They can afford to eat cakes worth one tael of silver and wear clothes worth a hundred taels of silver.
Just like they would not buy Lingnan lychees for fifty taels of silver, but they would not hesitate to buy Sichuan and Sichuan lychees for fifty taels of silver.
The young woman only remembered the pastry with the last name because the ordinary price did not appeal to her at all.
However, Jiuzhenfang only has one high-priced pastry.
Jiang Sheng has bright eyes and is determined to expand the middle market and increase the categories of high-end pastries.
"You mean, you want to compete with Dielanchun Wanzhenzhai for business?" Zheng Ruqian kindly reminded his sister after hearing this, "But don't forget, there are several famous pastries with the help of the name, even Nowadays, most of the customers who book are from well-connected families.”
Only those who have done business know that it is easy to open a shop and make cakes, but it is not easy to make money back.
Jiuzhenfang's current scale is partly due to small profits but quick turnover, and partly due to the popularity of sugar-roasted chestnuts, which has driven the overall business.
From another perspective, the shop has been recognized by ordinary people, so they have to operate it carefully, and the profits will definitely continue to flow.
Whether or not he can make money by rashly selling high-end pastries is another matter. Jiang Sheng may be frustrated.
Zheng Ruqian has suffered enough outside. He just hopes that his sister at home can be happy and guard two shops.
"If you want to make money, leave it to me, and my brothers will take care of other things. Why do you have to work so hard?" He bent down and sighed, "Didn't you yourself say that this kind of life is enough?"
A little girl with no ambitions, she just wants to eat well, drink well, and live with her relatives.
But her relatives are gone.
Jiang Sheng's big round eyes were filled with thin tears, and it took him a long time to mutter, "I also want to make money, make a lot of money. I want to find Fifth Brother and help him solve all his problems, so that he doesn't have to secretly The ground is gone.”
It turned out that she also knew that Xiao Changyan, who left quietly, had encountered difficulties.
The third brother is away fighting. She doesn't know the art of war and doesn't know how to kill, so she can't be of much help.
But if the fifth brother encounters difficulties, I hope he can help.
"Even if I can't help, I can always find him by opening Jiuzhenfang all over the Great Chongqing Dynasty." Jiang Sheng raised his head and asked, "Second brother, we can find fifth brother, right?"
They met at a young age and have been together for five years.
They are the closest relatives and should not be separated.
The third brother will win the battle and return from the frontier, and the fifth brother will reappear and tell the thrilling past when they were not around.
My sister's eyes were too bright, with simplicity and clarity, as if the purest fireworks were burning.
Zheng Ruqian didn't dare to extinguish the burning feeling, so he nodded with difficulty, "Yes, I will definitely..."
Jiang Sheng burst into tears and smiled, then looked at the imperial city, showing the agility and pride unique to a girl, "Second brother, don't worry, in normal times, it would not be easy for us to sell pastries. We have to find support to reduce the profit, but It’s different now, we have a ready-made living sign.”
Zheng Ruqian was a little puzzled at first, but suddenly he thought of Xu Mo who was taking the imperial examination today, and suddenly realized, "You want to..."
"Yes, it's the one you think of." Jiang Sheng took advantage of the situation.
The two most similar siblings in the family showed the same cunning smile.
Fang Heng and Wen Zhiyun, who had watched the whole process, closed their eyes, silently mourned for their brother in the imperial city, and shed tears of sympathy.
