Cheng Wanwan felt that eight hundred coins was not cheap, but it was definitely not expensive either.
There is a huge gap between the rich and the poor in this dynasty. The poor people can't even afford a morsel of food. The rich people only need three or four taels of silver for a set of clothes. As long as it is delicious, many people are willing to pay for it.
She nodded and said: "According to what Xiaozheng said, the braised chicken is 800 yuan per serving."
Shen Zheng put down his chopsticks and asked, "Have you thought about the name of this restaurant?"
Cheng Wanwan didn't have time to think about this: "This restaurant is our family's joint property. If you have any good suggestions, we can discuss it."
"It's very sad at this time." Shen Zheng sighed, "My surname is Shen, and I am not a family member to you. It seems superfluous for me to sit here..."
He said, raising his head, "But it doesn't matter, I will become a family with you sooner or later!"
Cheng Wanwan: "..."
Why doesn't this kid seem to give up?
She spoke earnestly: "Next time I see Magistrate Shen, I will put it on the agenda to get married. By then you will be a member of our Zhao family."
"Don't worry yet." Shen Zheng touched his chin, "Godmother added an extra word, I feel bad... Hahaha, let's continue talking about the restaurant, how about calling it Yufeng Tower?"
This topic attracted everyone's interest, and everyone put forward their own opinions.
"The Tianshang Tower is more impressive than the Zuixian Tower."
"Qiongjiang Garden, it sounds like I want to go in and give it a try."
The children mentioned a lot of names, but Cheng Wanwan always felt dissatisfied.
Zhao Sidan held up his chin and said, "The soap workshop is called Dahe Zhao's. Can the restaurant also have a similar name, so that outsiders will know that this is our Dahe Village's industry?"
Zhao Ergou said slowly: "How about the Dahe Banquet? The word "Dahe" has a lofty artistic conception, and the word "banquet" raises the standard of the restaurant."
Zhao Sanniu nodded vigorously: "Dahe Banquet sounds good, I like it."
"Those three words are really good." Cheng Wanwan liked it as soon as she heard it, "Then let's tentatively call it Dahe Banquet."
"Ahem!" Shen Zheng cleared his throat, "My poems have come out, please listen to them all - smooth and chewy yellow braised chicken, rich and fresh fragrance. If you want to ask for a good restaurant, Ping'an County A feast in the river."
Cheng Zhao commented: "It still rhymes, but it has no aftertaste. It can only be regarded as a limerick."
"Linger verses are fine. After all, not everyone knows how to write poetry." Cheng Wanwan quite liked this catchy little poem, "Zhao'er, write this poem next to the painting. There are a few more lines after it. After the dish is decided, we will take it to the city to find someone to color it, frame it, and then hang it in the restaurant."
Cheng Zhao nodded: "Okay, Second Aunt."
The meal ended in a lively atmosphere.
Early the next morning, Cheng Zhao got up to paint. Cheng Wanwan and Wu Huiniang continued to determine the menu. Today they planned to cook roast duck. This thing is relatively complicated to make. A hanging stove had to be made in advance. The charcoal fire was burned below and the hanging stove was hung above. Duck, it's hard to control the heat... But Wu Huiniang likes to do these things that Cheng Wanwan thinks are troublesome.
Throughout the day, besides feeding her child, she spent the rest of the time studying the heat and flavor of the roast duck, and also took a piece of paper to record.
After Cheng Wanwan taught the roast duck steps, she started practicing calligraphy. Her handwriting was not good-looking, so she tried hard to write better. After all, she would have to write too much in the future.
She had just written a word that she thought was pretty good, but Ah Fu suddenly ran in. She loosened her hand and wrote too long in one stroke, destroying half of the entire paper.
"Auntie, a carriage is coming. It seems to be the Cao family's carriage." Ah Fu said excitedly, "Where is Brother Ergou? Where has he gone? Why hasn't he come back at this time?"
The whole family knows that since Cao Yingying returned, Zhao Ergou has become much more taciturn, and anyone with a discerning eye can see why.
Cheng Wanwan deliberately kept a straight face: "Er Gou went to Ping'an County to organize a restaurant, you are not allowed to talk nonsense."
Ah Fu quickly covered his mouth: "Auntie, I was wrong, and I will definitely not do it again in the future."
A carriage slowly drove towards the door of the house, and finally stopped at the door of the yard. The curtains of the carriage were opened, and a woman in her thirties walked out.
The woman was wearing a satin dress with flowers and dark patterns embroidered on it, which made her look very elegant.
Although she was very impressive, her posture was very low. After getting off the carriage, the woman stood at the door and asked, "Is this the home of a ninth-grade child?"
Cheng Wanwan stepped forward and said, "It's me. Who are you?"
"I have met the ninth-grade Ruren." The woman bowed her knees in an orderly manner, "I am the embroiderer invited by the eldest lady of the Cao family. My surname is Kong. People in Suiru can just call me Kong embroiderer. I came to Dahe Village mainly to teach a few people. Girls embroidered until church.”
Cheng Wanwan heard Cao Yingying mention this, but she didn't expect that the child would move so quickly. In just a few days, he hired an embroiderer.
This Kong embroiderer is dressed in silk and satin, and she looks quite dignified. She doesn't look like an ordinary embroiderer in an ordinary embroidery workshop.
She welcomed them in with a smile: "There were two girls who were learning embroidery from Yingying before. Kong Xiu Niang sat down for a while to have a sip of tea and take a rest. I'll have them called over right now."
Kong Xiu Niang nodded and looked around the yard.
Over the past few years, she has been making clothes for wealthy families in the capital. Over the past ten years, she has made a lot of money. However, the struggle for power among the wealthy families in the capital is extremely complicated, and sometimes they are affected for no apparent reason. She does not want to be in that circle anymore. He was very careful and took good care of everyone. At the end of summer this year, he returned to his hometown.
Her hometown is Ping'an County. When she was young, she was the dowry maid of the original wife of the Cao family. After her master died in childbirth, she left the Cao family and went to the capital to make a living. Now that she has returned, she has taken on a few odd jobs and is doing nothing. What a serious matter.
A few days ago, the lady of the original master came to her and offered her a high monthly salary, asking her to come to a village to be a master embroiderer.
Although she was tired of life in the capital, it did not mean that she was willing to come and live in the village. It was for the sake of the dead wife that she reluctantly agreed to this job.
Anyway, I just need to learn some basic acupuncture techniques, and that’s pretty much it before the Chinese New Year.
Kong Xiu Niang saw too many fifth- and third-grade ladies in the capital, so when she met a ninth-grade young lady, she didn't think anything was wrong, and she spoke very freely.
Not long after, Zhao Xiahua and Wang Damai came over excitedly.
They thought Cao Yingying would just leave and she was just trying to comfort them. Unexpectedly, she actually invited an embroiderer over.
The two girls stood in the yard with suppressed excitement and greeted politely: "I have met Kong Xiu Niang."
In the embroidery profession, one should first look at a person's hands. A person's hands can reflect her embroidery skills.
But as soon as her eyes fell on the hands of the two of them, Kong Xiu Niang's eyebrows darkened a little: "Since you want to be an embroiderer, you can't waste your hands anymore. If you touch the material with rough skin and rough flesh, the gain outweighs the loss. From now on From now on, these hands are no longer allowed to do rough work. If anyone violates this rule, he will no longer need to come to my place to learn embroidery."
Xia Hua nodded quickly: "Yes, Kong Xiu Niang."
Grandma and her mother didn't let her do things in the first place, but when she saw that Qiu Hua and Dong Hua weren't doing well, she would sometimes help.
Wang Damai didn't dare to answer the question. Her mother wanted to start a braised food business, and her father had to help with it. After finishing the business, she had to go to the fields, and Ni Loach had to study.
If she doesn't do a lot of things at home, her mother will have to work hard.
