Chapter 147： New chapter

The second day is the new year.

After the new year, Wang Qingjue spent more and more time in the generals' mansion, and almost stayed overnight in the front yard.

Luo Jianjia was not so curious, and he didn't care about the things he came to the mansion, but occasionally gave him and Chu Wei Leng some food in the middle of the night.

Wang Qingjue looked at the cakes in front of him, and while eating, he sighed again: "Brother Chu, I really envy you."

Ever since Chu Weilian knew the identity of Wang Qingjue, when he saw him, he was not the same as before. He used to say that he should find a good wife.

At this moment, he said modestly: "There are so many imperial kitchens in the palace, and the things they make are a hundred times more delicious than those made by my lady."

Wang Qingjue was eating cakes in his mouth, shook his head, and said: "It's different, it's not the same, the things made by my sister-in-law have a unique taste."

Chu Wei thought coldly, his wife's food is indeed delicious.

"Well, then you can eat more, you won't be able to eat it anymore."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Qingjue felt heartbroken.

He did want to eat Luo Jianjia's food every day, but he also knew it was impossible.

For some people, the time they encounter is wrong, and it is naturally impossible to get the result they want.

Moreover, even at the right time, there may not be a right result.

Three or two bites finished the bean paste buns in their hands, and Wang Qingjue said, "Why can't you eat them? Brother Chu can send them to the capital."

Chu Wei coldly glanced at Wang Qingjue, and said seriously: "Okay."

The two talked for a while, and didn't mention it again.

She and Zhao are busy opening a pastry shop.

Luo Jianjia knew that Zhao liked to eat sweets, so she decided to let Zhao do it.

When she was in Chujiacun before, she started a small business with Zhao and Boss Chu, and had a very satisfying life.

Now that I came to the border, more and more shops were opened, but it was not as happy as before.

This is why Luo Jianjia wants Zhao to do it himself.

Regardless of whether it is earning or losing, treat it as a pastime, lest there is nothing to do and life is boring.

As expected, the Zhao family did not disappoint Luo Jianjia, and was very concerned about this shop.

Seeing that Zhao was as happy as before, Luo Jianjia touched his quiet stomach and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Human energy is limited, and since you put energy in other things, you will naturally ignore other things.

The decoration style of the pastry shop is not the same as elsewhere, it is much gentler and much cute.

Luo Jianjia also deliberately drew some drawings and opened some windows that could be opened.

Zhao looked at the decorated shop and was extremely happy.

The shop has been renovated years ago, and it will be ready soon after the Chinese New Year.

After the decoration was completed, the pastry shop was opened soon.

At the beginning, Luo Jianjia didn't prepare too many kinds of new cakes, many of them were in other shops, such as mung bean cake, osmanthus cake, red bean paste cake and so on.

She was thinking, adding new ones a little bit, seeing the effect, and selling slowly.

Ordinary cooks can make these pastries.

Luo Jianjia specially invited two pastry chefs to do it.

Honey chicken cake is definitely there.

This is convenient and easy to do, and Zhao has done it many times and is very familiar.

In addition, they made bread with jam.

On the opening day, Zhao was more nervous than ever.

Seeing that the opening hour has not arrived yet, Zhao asked: "Jianjia, do you think the cake I made can't be sold?"

Luo Jianjia shook Zhao's hand and said, "Mother, no, don't worry, you can definitely sell it."

Although Luo Jianjia’s tone was very positive, and Zhao always listened to her, she still hesitated at the moment and asked: "Really? Can it be sold?"

Luo Jianjia can understand Zhao’s mood at the moment, patiently, and rationally said: “It can be sold. You and Dad like to eat this honey cake. Xianggong is a person who doesn’t like sweets, and thinks It's delicious. Even Prince Houfu from the capital likes it. It shows that this thing is really delicious."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao's nervousness eased a lot and said: "Yes, you are right, you should be able to sell it."

In order to make Zhao less nervous, Luo Jianjia suggested: "Yes, mother, why don't we cut some small cakes and put them at the door for people to taste. This will attract more people to the shop."

Upon hearing this, Zhao's eyes lit up and said, "This is a good idea!"

Next, Zhao's attention really shifted, and he began to put it on top of the cake, and stopped selling or not selling things.

After Zhao's cut, Luo Jianjia put these little cakes on the plate.

After the opening, she asked Xiao Si to stand at the door and give a taste to the guests coming and going.

In fact, this move is really redundant.

Because the smell of honey cake is so fragrant, I can smell it half a street.

"What do you sell, why is it so fragrant?" someone asked.

"Honey cake, would you like to try it?" The little servant at the door forkped a small piece of cake.

The man swallowed, staring straight at the little cake in front of him, and asked, "How much is this little piece?"

Xiao Si smiled and said: "No money, free tasting."

"Really?"

"It's true! If you think it tastes good, buy some back. If it doesn't taste good, don't buy it."

Upon hearing this, not only the questioner, but also the people who stood by and watched the excitement came over, vying to taste the honey cake.

Zhao looked at the people around the door, and then at the guests coming in from the shop, his heart pounding finally fell to the ground.

Luo Jianjia had anticipated that the honey cakes would sell well, so he prepared hundreds of them with Zhao early in the morning.

Of course, not all the steps are done by two people. There are many cooks in the shop, and the previous steps are done by running water.

Unexpectedly, the honey cakes are so good to sell. It was only an hour before the prepared cakes were sold out.

Even if Luo Jianjia kept the back chef doing it, he couldn't keep up.

Soon, there was a line in front of the counter.

Of course, the small cakes are easy to make, and it doesn’t take much time, so it won’t take long for the guests to get the small cakes they want to eat.

Luo Jianjia looked at the long line and saw that Zhao was a little anxious. He urged the chef to make it quickly, and whispered to Zhao, "Mother, let's cut the jam and bread and give them a taste for the customers in line."

Zhao immediately denied it.

It's still winter now, and there are not so many fruits. Some jams are made from fruits grown in their greenhouses, which cost a lot.

Few customers who come today buy it.

"Jam is so expensive, doesn't it mean you lose money if you taste it? Don't let it go."

Luo Jianjia said: "Mother, we sell jam and bread so expensive. Even if the customer wants to buy it, they are afraid that it will not taste good and do not want to take risks. Why don't we give them a taste? After they taste it, they might just want to. I want to buy it."

Zhao's heart was a little shaken.

"Think about the honey cake just now. As long as it is delicious, even if the price is high, someone will be tempted." Luo Jianjia said.

Zhao originally listened to Luo Jianjia's words, plus these few words she said, she agreed.

The people in the line came over to buy the honey cake after they had tasted it. They also saw other things in the shop and knew that jam and bread were expensive, but they didn't expect to have such benefits when they line up.

After tasting it, I was pleasantly surprised: "What is this thing called, why is it so delicious, sweet and sour."

Zhao explained with a smile: "This is bread with jam."

"jam?"

"Yes, the sauce made from our own strawberries."

When I heard that strawberries were made, everyone was even more surprised: "Strawberries? Where did the strawberries come from in such a cold day?"

Zhao said: "It was planted in the greenhouse."

"Wow, no wonder this bread is so expensive, it turned out to be made of strawberries."

"No wonder it's so delicious."

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As Luo Jianjia expected, among the dozen people in the line, two or three walked towards the jam and bread shop.

As soon as these people buy, count the bread for the guests, and the cost comes back.

After listening to his daughter-in-law, the Zhao family was happy, and it was not so difficult to accept the taste of bread for the guests.

The sweet shop like pastry is different from the shop like spicy skewers. It is not particularly tired. You only need to receive a few guests in the shop from time to time.

Because of the opening today, Luo Jianjia and Zhao stayed in the shop all day.

After the whole day, I didn't feel particularly tired.

After returning home, the Zhao family was not only not tired, but also very happy, counting the money made in the new shop.

After talking for a while, Luo Jianjia returned to his yard.

After Chu Weilian returned from the barracks, he went to the front yard with Wang Qingjue, but did not come back for dinner.

When it was almost Hai, Chu Wei Leng finally returned from the front yard.

As soon as he entered the door, he asked about the store: "Is the new store going well?"

If you are in an ordinary home, opening a shop can be considered a big event, and the male owner of the family must be involved.

But Chu's family is different.

From the first day of business in the Chu family to now, Chu Wei Leng has been the least important person in the family, and he seldom intervenes.

It's not that he doesn't care, it's because, without him asking, he knows that his wife will be able to handle everything.

Luo Jianjia was used to relying on himself, and never thought of asking him to help the town.

Boss Chu and Zhao had been accustomed to obeying their daughter-in-law since Chujiacun, and naturally they never thought about their sons.

In this way, the family business seemed to cut off Chu Wei Leng.

Of course, Chu Weileng didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

"It went smoothly. It opened on the first day of today and made 50 taels of silver." Luo Jianjia told Chu Weileng about the general situation.

"There are so many." Even though their house opened so many shops, Chu Weileng was still a little surprised.

After all, there is no good thing about doing business that only makes money.

But this kind of good thing happened to their family.

So far, their family's business has only made profits but not lost.

Luo Jianjia put down the book in his hand and said with a smile: "Yes, my mother is so happy. I talked for a long time while eating."

Chu Wei sat coldly on the edge of the kang, looked down at the soft hand on the quilt embroidered with plum blossom quilt, stretched out his hand to hold it, and said, "Miss, you have worked hard."

Luo Jianjia looked at the exhaustion between Chu Wei's cold eyebrows, she raised her other hand and gently stroked his forehead.

"You have been working hard recently."

Chu Weiling has been really busy recently, going to the military camp during the day and discussing important matters with Wang Qingjue in the evening.

Although Luo Jianjia didn't find out what they were discussing, she also heard a few words sporadically, which she could probably guess.

What they said is really important.

The meat that Chu Wei has just raised during the Lunar New Year holidays feels a little less now.

Not only did Luo Jianjia feel that Chu Weileng was too hard, but Chu Weileng himself also felt tired.

It's just that he had just lived a happy life recently, as if he had opened the door to a new world. When he returned to the house, he was exhausted and he was filled with just that.

Even though I was a little tired at the moment, his body's reaction was faster than his brain. His hand immediately took Luo Jianjia's hand, pulled the little boy to his mouth, kissed him, and said pitifully, "That lady now It hurts so late for your husband?"

He knew that his wife was the most hard-headed and soft-hearted.

He can't come hard, only soft, which makes her feel sorry for him.

Upon hearing this, Luo Jianjia felt numb, and immediately withdrew his hand.

How could Chu Weilian let her go so easily, holding her hand and kissing her.

Luo Jianjia didn't have to draw her hand back, she gave up after a few draws but didn't draw it back.

Although I gave up in action, I didn't forget to say: "How old are you, and you still say this kind of thing, I'm tired and I'm going to sleep."

After all, I want to withdraw my hand again.

Chu Wei sneered, then bowed his head and kissed Luo Jianjia's hand, leaned close to her face, and whispered: "Since the lady is tired, it is okay to treat the lady well for her husband."

Originally, Luo Jianjia felt that during this period of time, Chu Weilian had strengthened her face, but this sentence still broke her defense, and her face suddenly flushed.

"You... aren't you tired? Let's take a good rest tonight."

Under the faint oil lamp, Luo Jianjia's face seemed to have a halo. Although Chu Weilian had not drunk, he felt that he was a little drunk.

"I was tired at first, but after seeing the lady, I didn't feel tired anymore."

Seeing the obsession in Chu Wei's cold eyes, Luo Jianjia knew what he wanted to do, and quickly pulled his hand back, pushed him, and said, "You go to the bath first."

Hearing the words of acquiescence, Chu Wei Leng's eyes suddenly flashed, and his body immediately became vigorous.

He put down Luo Jianjia's hand, went down to the kang swiftly, and said: "Okay, don't sleep with the lady, wait to be your husband."

After all, hurriedly went to the cubicle to take a shower.

Luo Jianjia blushed again looking at his rapidly disappearing figure.