It was after the second watch, and all the major shops on Xiangyang Street were locked. Only the little-known Donglai Restaurant still had its lights on.
When the last drunken guest left the restaurant, he was still muttering about something delicious.
The waiter at Shangyuan Restaurant paid attention to the opposite side for a long time, and even after thinking about it all night, he couldn't figure out how the dilapidated shop opposite could make sounds.
Hearing another drunkard muttering, they glanced at each other: "What is he talking about?"
"What potato? What is a potato?"
No one understands.
In the brightly lit shop, everyone had finally finished everything for the day and everyone was packing up separately.
The small shop was rarely lively. Although it was hard work tonight, I felt unprecedented joy.
"Brother, we can't have such a good business in the future. It's so tiring. If you don't feel sorry for your sister, you should also feel sorry for Sangsang." Bai Rou wiped the door frame and said back with a smile.
Bai Song was settling accounts, and he lowered his head and responded casually: "If you are eager to learn, why don't you study Versailles!"
Wang Xiaohua hurried over to show her courtesy and help Bai Rou work together.
"Brother Bai, what is Versailles?" Sangsang asked as he wiped the table.
Bai Song waved his hand, indicating that he would talk later, looked at the abacus in front of him, and turned his head to look at the Oriental girl sitting next to him.
"Eh? Where did you just go?"
Dongfang Bai covered his mouth and smiled, and glanced at Bai Song lightly with his flashing beautiful eyes: "Today's business has 1,870 Wen. Well, the young master can do the math himself."
As she said that, the Oriental girl spread her white palms in front of Bai Song, and wrote a number in light ink on her delicate hands.
Exactly over one thousand eight hundred.
"So many?" Bai Song scratched his head.
He was in charge of the kitchen, cooking food as if it were a war, he didn't feel anything at all.
"Madam, I have just noticed that there are more than twenty tables of guests coming and going tonight. Some people who listened to books left earlier, and then they heard that our house has some stir-fried potato shreds, and they all came back to try it. There are eight people in this hall. Tables, some were overturned by four guests. If our food hadn't been sold cheaply, where would this have been?"
A maid whispered behind with a smile.
"Mr. Bai, what kind of strange thing are those potatoes?" Dongfang Bai was very curious and asked in a low voice, "Since it is so popular, I think the price can be raised appropriately."
I never expected that the potatoes would be so popular as soon as they were served. I don’t know if it’s because of the unique taste of potatoes, or if the seasonings from Bai Song played a key role?
It’s just that I didn’t bring many potatoes, and they will be gone if I sell them tonight.
There is not much left at home in Mang County, and it is estimated that future guests will not be able to eat.
Knowing that there were not many potatoes, Dongfang Bai also felt a little sorry.
Based on Bai Song's price, the 20 or so guests at the table paid 1,800 yuan, which was less than the price of a few cups of tea sold by the opposite party. Calculated in this way, it was really a little less.
Bai Song had his own plan, but said it was not the time to make money yet.
"Okay, everyone has worked hard all night, let's go to bed early. After tomorrow, our business will definitely become more and more popular, and we will definitely not be able to cope with it with just a few people."
Dongfang Bai nodded: "Don't worry, young master, there are still two idle servants at home, and I will call them to help tomorrow."
After everyone dispersed, Bai Song closed the shop and it was already dark. He led the two girls towards the end of Xiangyang Street carrying lanterns.
Opposite, a few people stopped in front of Shangyuan Restaurant. The middle-aged owner came to check after hearing the news. He never expected that Donglai Restaurant would be full tonight, and he felt a little anxious.
But just when he saw Bai Song closing the door and leaving, he put on a arrogant posture and said loudly, pretending to be nonchalant: "Look at how promising you are! What's the need to panic? After working all night, you only have two taels of silver." It’s not enough, it’s not enough for us to fry a plate of vegetables! Some people deserve to be stuck in the untouchable business for the rest of their lives, never being able to get on the stage, and deserve to be poor.”
The middle-aged businessman shouted at the top of his lungs, making it clear for Bai Song to hear.
There are harsh words on his lips, but people no longer dare to cross the line.
"Brother, I find Shangyuan Restaurant annoying!" Bai Rou glanced at the other person and muttered dissatisfiedly.
Bai Song ignored him and just smiled: "Don't say that, that Shangyuan Restaurant will belong to our family from now on."
"Um?"
Bai Song rubbed his sister's head and asked, "How long do you think it will take for my brother to take over the shop opposite?"
"If I take action, I can buy the shop in less than a month."
"Hahaha..." Bai Song laughed, "You girl, you are too flattering to your brother, aren't you? I want to say three months, but you girl only give me one month?"
"Sang Sang also thinks that as long as Brother Bai is serious, one month is enough."
Unexpectedly, the two girls were so complimentary. Bai Song was also so proud that he patted his chest and said, "Okay, one month is enough!"
…
The fourth day of opening the store.
The Romance of the Three Kingdoms is in its seventh chapter.
Bai Song hired a chef for the restaurant.
I first gave him two taels of silver as monthly payment.
The chef's skills are exquisite and his hands and feet are quick, which is far from comparable to that of the Bai Song Dynasty.
Coupled with Bai Song's secret seasoning, the chef is even more at home.
Testing his skills before noon, the cook not only conquered everyone, but also conquered himself.
In my whole life as a cook, I never imagined that I could cook such delicious dishes. I was so moved that I almost shed tears.
As Bai Song said, business will only become more and more popular in the future.
And the number of customers is growing exponentially.
Before noon today, the store was already full of customers.
Someone asked for the stir-fried shredded potatoes, but was told that the dish was temporarily off the shelves.
Many people left with such curses.
Despite this, the store was still crowded.
Bai Song immediately canceled the free tea and charged ten cents per person for tea.
After three days of preparation, people who loved reading on Xiangyang Street rushed to tell each other that the Three Kingdoms story at Donglai Restaurant was more interesting.
Everyone knows that the three heroes fought against Lu Bu, but they don’t know what happened to Dong Zhuo’s cholera court after the three heroes fought against Lu Bu.
After all, this is ancient times, and information is limited. The story of the Three Kingdoms has spread all over the world, but how many people really understand the Three Kingdoms?
Listening to the battle between the Three Heroes and Lu Bu is thrilling, and then some little-known content is the real picture of the Three Kingdoms.
Once a crack is opened in this scroll, the world will dig in.
Before the book was opened, Sang Sang collected a thousand cash for tea.
How can a small shop accommodate so many people?
Many customers seemed to be waiting outside the shop. Some people didn't even want tea, just a stool was enough.
The new cook was dumbfounded and thought to himself, what is this restaurant doing?
The dining tables have been moved to one side, and wherever there is space for a person to sit in the hall, people are already sitting there.
Who is willing to eat vegetables?
Wang Xiaohua was shocked by today's battle. Her back was already sweating when she heard people shouting outside asking him to read quickly.
Bai Song patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be nervous. You must know that you are no worse than those old storytellers. Judging from the current situation, you will be a famous figure in Ji County from now on. When the world sees you, they will call you Mr. Xiaohua." .”
"Brother Bai...I...I'm still a little nervous."
Bai Song had no choice but to call out to his sister: "Bai Rou, cheer this kid up."
Bai Rou was so busy that she was sweating profusely, but she smiled obediently, bent her eyes, showed a cute kitten posture to Wang Xiaohua, and shouted softly: "Xiaohua, you are the best."
Wang Xiaohua's face turned red. Looking at the pair of crescent moons, her heart was filled with strength.
The main speaker came to the stage and the scene was lively.
The lively atmosphere in the restaurant filled the entire Xiangyang Street, and the shouts almost overturned the restaurant.
Looking at the guests outside, Dongfang Bai didn't quite understand: "Mr. Bai, why do the stories of the Three Kingdoms make men in the world so obsessed with them?"
"Who knows?" Bai Song didn't know how to answer this question. Everyone has a reason to like the Three Kingdoms, and he liked it very much himself.
But ordinary people like him only dare to think about the fighting on the battlefield, but dare not actually do it.
Otherwise, he would have joined the army as early as Yunzhou.
"Madam, who is this Mr. Bai? He is really good at what he does, and he is different from ordinary men."
Dongfang Bai's maid asked in a low voice, and Dongfang Bai also frowned.
Looking at the last thoughts that my husband left for me, I can finally smile with confidence that I can be as good as I am today.
…
"Did you hear about it? There is a boy on Xiangyang Street who talks about the Three Kingdoms. He talks about the Three Kingdoms in ways you wouldn't normally hear."
"Who doesn't know?! Look at this time, I rush over and wonder if there is still a place?"
"What were you talking about yesterday? I went there late and didn't hear you at all from behind."
"Hey, the scene last night was wonderful. It was about Wang Situ's clever tricks. I guess today Lu Fengxian and Dong Zhuo are going to fight."
"Let's go, let's go. You have to listen to it with your own ears. If you miss this, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well for several nights."
Something strange happened on Xiangyang Street. At noon, the street was so crowded that not even a cat could squeeze in.
The wind of the Three Kingdoms swept the whole city in just a few days, and every household was talking about the boy on Xiangyang Street who talked about the Three Kingdoms.
Even the bosses of various big families in Jixian County had the idea of finding out.
It's just that the enthusiasm of the people has been too high in recent days, and those big shots who are interested in finding out are still unwilling to crowd together with the people.
It was half past the ninth day of April in the fourth year of Zhenguan.
Xiangyang Street was already crowded with people.
A short, poorly dressed old man squeezed into the periphery of the crowd, trying to squeeze into the flow of people.
A young and capable young man beside him took a step forward to block the traffic in front, and whispered: "King..."
"Ahem..."
"Master, there are many people here, so we should find another way."
"You also know why we have come all the way. People here are talking about the Three Kingdoms. How can we not go and find out?"
The young man nodded and walked forward.
Strangely enough, this young man was walking in front, and with a little effort, the people who were crowded around him were easily stopped on both sides.
Suddenly, a new path appeared among the airtight crowd.
The short old man entered Xiangyang Street without any hindrance.
