Thank you Mr. Tang! "
After the business closed that night, every singer at the Hongyue Restaurant held the soap and perfume given to them by Tang Ping, as well as today's commission.
Of course they won't work here for a long time, but they will come over in recent days to help Wangshulou train its shopping guides.
And Tang Ping also promised that if these women no longer want to work at Hongyue Restaurant, they can find a job here.
After the other singing girls had left, Yun Wuyue stood beside Tang Ping and said, "I never thought that such a shop that only serves women could be opened in the world."
Although other rouge shops only deal with women, as long as you have been to Wangshulou once, you will know that there is a huge difference.
"I almost want to work here."
"Okay, how about you come over and be the store manager?" Tang Ping blurted out, and then said sheepishly, "Ah, Mr. Yun, it was me who was rude."
You must know that Yun Wuyue is known as the most beautiful woman in Chang'an. She is good at playing music, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing. Asking someone to be her store manager is too much of a gift.
In fact, Yun Wuyue brought the people from Hongyue Restaurant here today to help a lot, and Tang Ping was able to handle the coordination easily when he saw her, so when Yun Wuyue said it just now, that thought came to his mind. idea.
"Hehehehe!" Yun Wuyue laughed like a silver bell. He stopped for a long time, then looked at Tang Ping and said, "I have remembered Mr. Tang's words. When the time comes, don't deny it when I come." ah!"
Tang Ping just thought she was joking and nodded with a smile: "Of course not, how about I, the store manager, keep it for you?"
"So, it's settled?" Yun Wuyue stretched out her slender hand.
"Bang!" With a sound, Tang Ping and her high-fived. Although it might be a joke, if Yun Wuyue really wanted to come, then Tang Ping would agree with both hands and feet.
It is most suitable for such a capable beauty to be the store manager of such a women's products store.
Yun Wuyue said goodbye and left, and Wang Qingluan handed the account book to Tang Ping: "The speed at which you make money is really amazing!"
Even though she was born in Dongyue, she had to admire Tang Ping's speed of making money.
Tang Ping looked at the account book and nodded with satisfaction: "After deducting the patent royalties for perfume and soap,
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, all handed over to the Ministry of Industry. "
You must know that these perfumes and soaps are really made by the senior officials of the Ministry of Industry. Tang Ping also has his own reasons for doing this. First, he said that they make money by doing their own work, which is what they should do.
Secondly, he felt that although the Ministry of Works was already the official closest to the grassroots, it was not enough, so Tang Ping had to let them experience the intensity of work of real factory workers.
Just like later generations asking those officials to deliver food in person, they knew the actual situation of this work.
Of course, because of the extremely high profits of soaps and perfumes, even though the officials in the Ministry of Industry were busy for a month, they still received a large amount of income.
"Where's the rest?" Wang Qingluan asked.
"For the rest, I plan to see if I can let the refugees outside the city have a good New Year."
"This..." Wang Qingluan hesitated: "Although these six hundred dollars are a lot of money, I'm afraid it's far from enough to allow all the refugees outside Chang'an City to have a good year."
"Even if you can earn 600 yuan every day, it's not enough. Besides, business is good on the first day today, but starting from tomorrow, sales will definitely drop."
Wang Qingluan analyzed Tang Ping rationally.
"Who said I have to use these 600 guans to directly help the victims? There are still more than ten days until the Chinese New Year. Is it okay for us to have these 600 guans?"
Wang Qingluan nodded.
As I said a long time ago, there is no shortage of rich people in Chang'an City. Due to the restriction on the number of people today, many women who did not buy anything have made appointments to come back tomorrow. In addition, there are many women who do not know the news today and have purchasing potential.
There is really no big problem in making money in these ten days.
But with the current food prices, how much food can be provided to the refugees outside the city? How many clothes?
"Hehe, follow me to Xihelou tomorrow and you will find out. Keep it a secret for now."
"I probably won't be able to come tomorrow." Wang Qingluan said.
Tang Ping was stunned for a moment, then looked at Wang Qingluan and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Idiot, I am from East Vietnam. My father is still waiting for me to go home for the New Year, so I will leave for East Vietnam tomorrow."
"Oh! Oh!" Tang Ping was a little disappointed. Only then did he remember that Wang Qingluan was from Dongyue, so he naturally wanted to return to his hometown.
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Celebrate the New Year in my own home.
But in the past few days since returning from the Turks, the two of them have been inseparable every day. Now that she is leaving, she feels empty in her heart.
"What? Don't you have anything to say to me?"
"Ah! Yes!" Tang Ping nodded quickly, and then asked, "Will you come back after the New Year?"
"Of course I'm coming back!" Wang Qingluan smiled sweetly: "No more?"
"Then... then I wish you a safe journey, happy New Year, and good luck in getting rich! Oh, I will bring you some good wine or something, and you can take it back to your father."
Wang Qingluan was amused by Tang Ping's messy blessings: "Pfft, what are you talking about? And why are you giving gifts to my dad? You know, my dad doesn't accept everyone's gifts!"
"Well... well, you've helped me a lot recently. I want to express my gratitude. Your father is my elder. It's the Chinese New Year, so of course I have to express my gratitude."
"Okay, let's go back quickly and let me see what you have prepared for me!" Wang Qingluan smiled so hard that she couldn't even see her eyebrows. Tang Ping's answer made her quite satisfied.
The two returned to the convenience store. Tang Ping and Lao Cui Xiaoluo truly regarded Wang Qingluan's master and servant who had lived together for a long time as family members.
So the items in the convenience store were loaded onto Wang Qingluan's carriage in batches.
Anyway, Tang Ping will be able to return to modern times in a few days, and this time it will last for three days, so he can just do some shopping by then.
Before dawn the next day, Wang Qingluan took Cui'er out of the courtyard gate, gently closed the courtyard door, and then got into their carriage.
"Miss, why don't you say goodbye to Mr. Tang and the others?" Cuier asked.
"What's there to say goodbye to? If you don't want to leave, just stay here." Wang Qingluan scratched her nose.
"Hey, no, I want to accompany the lady, and all the delicious food in the store is on our carriage. We can eat it even when we return to Dongyue."
"You foodie, you love food so much, why don't you take Xiaoluo away."
"That's right!" Cui'er's eyes lit up, and then quickly dimmed: "Forget it, Xiao Luo won't leave her young master. Only by leaving early and returning early can we eat the food cooked by Xiao Luo again. .”
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