Zhenguan Han-in-law

Chapter 5 Spend money to buy clean

Wei Furong took out the money very painfully, and he also accepted his fate. With such a son, who can do anything?If you don't give money, beat someone, and then let Lao Tzu lose money.

In the next few days, Wei Hao went to Dongcheng to set up a shop, selected some helpers from home to clean, and then invited some carpenters to decorate it. At the same time, he also invited carpenters to come to the house and bought a lot of wood. Come back and let them make the seats,

Then Wei Hao asked his father to buy iron. At this time, iron was government-run, and it was difficult to buy. Most of the iron was used for weapons.

"Buy iron, 100 jins, what do you want?" Wei Furong asked, looking at his son vigilantly.

"Making things?" Wei Hao asked Wei Furong in confusion, wondering why he looked at him so vigilantly.

"Are you going to make weapons, tell the truth?" Wei Furong stared at Wei Hao and continued to question.

"Why are you making weapons? You're not going to fight anymore? Besides, it's not my turn to fight, right?" Wei Hao looked at the old man in a puzzled way. Why didn't he trust himself so much?

"No, you have to make it clear what you want to make. If you make weapons and kill people at that time, wouldn't it be over? Son, we still have some money, so we shouldn't rob it, you know? Hundreds of acres of fertile land." Wei Furong looked at Wei Hao earnestly and persuaded him, although this son is a prodigal, he is also Wei Furong's only seed!

"You can say whether you want to buy it or not. If I can buy it, I'll go there myself. Besides, I haven't fought in the past few days. I did what I said." Wei Hao didn't want to answer Wei Furong's question. Wei Hao wanted to make a pot, but Tang didn't have this kind of frying pan. If he told Wei Furong, he didn't know how many times he would have to explain it, so he would be too lazy to explain it.

"Hey, come over at night to get it!" Wei Furong was helpless, thinking that he had already given the money, so let's just buy iron.

But what Wei Hao said just now also makes sense. In the past few days, no one really came to the door to say that his son had a fight. With such an effect, Wei Furong felt very satisfied, at least he didn't have to worry about it.

In the evening, when the pig iron came back, Wei Hao asked the blacksmith to make some pots for himself, as well as some utensils for making hot pot. Anyway, they were used to make all kinds of pots. At the same time, Wei Hao prepared things in his study. .

About half a month later, the restaurant was decorated, the tables and chairs were moved, the pots were prepared, and some prepared ingredients were prepared by Wei Hao, so the cook was left.

This cook is not easy to deal with. People outside are afraid to look for it, because there are still some things that need to be kept secret. Only the cooks at home can be used. Those cooks can't cook, and they also need Wei Hao to teach them.

"Who made the food today, why is it so bad?" Wei Furong sat in the living room to eat, feeling that today's food was hard to swallow.

"Master, the cooks in the family have been called by the young master these past few days. The rest are not very good at cooking. In the past two days, I will go to Zhuangzi and find some suitable cooks." Butler Liu, the housekeeper, immediately came over and said to Wei Furong.

"That stinky boy called all the cooks at home? Is there something wrong with him? Isn't there a cook outside?" Wei Furong put down his chopsticks and said unhappily.

"This, we don't understand what the son does, but sir, the son really didn't fight during this time." Butler Liu immediately persuaded Wei Furong to say.

"That's my lord, I spent 600 dollars to buy a month's clean." Wei Furong said helplessly.

Butler Liu heard this and laughed lightly, and Wei Furong looked at the butler dissatisfied.

"Master, at least, for more than half a month, the son has really not caused trouble, right? It's not bad, I think the son is also focused on doing things. During this time, he came back before the curfew every day, and went out before dawn, son. It's not bad!" Butler Liu said to Wei Furong with a smile.

"I don't go home every day. For more than half a month, I can't find anyone except for letting me do errands." Wei Furong said with great dissatisfaction, then stood up and said, "Don't eat, go out to eat, How to swallow these meals."

Saying that, he walked outside with his hands behind his back, and the housekeeper followed.

On the restaurant side, Wei Hao taught them how to cook, tell them to stew soup, etc. These few days, he made three dishes a day, and let them learn. I don't know how many materials were wasted, but they made it. The food tastes good.

In addition, Wei Hao also built a roasting fireplace in the back kitchen, which specializes in roasting duck and pigeons, and hired three servants to do it.

"Young Master, try this dish, gong-bang chicken!" After the kitchen cooked the dish, he brought it over to Wei Hao to taste. Wei Hao took the chopsticks and just picked it up and tasted it.

"Well, it's not bad, it's about seven or eight minutes of heat, and we have to keep working hard." Wei Hao nodded and said to the chef.

"Thank you, son, keep working hard." The chef was overjoyed when he heard Wei Hao's words. Now each of them has to master the dishes taught by Wei Hao.

It was five days in the blink of an eye, and those chefs had almost mastered it. Wei Hao thought that it was time to open, so he decided to open in two days.

"Sir, this is about to open, do you want to invite some people to come over for a lively event?" Manager Wang, who was beside Wei Hao, looked at Wei Hao and asked.

"Who?" Wei Hao looked at Steward Wang in confusion. When he came to Datang, Wei Hao didn't know a few people at all.

"Well, how does the little one know about this kind of thing, you have to ask the master." Manager Wang was stunned for a moment, then reminded Wei Hao.

"You can pull it down and find my father. My father thought I would embarrass him. If you don't invite me, let's open the business like this. What we do is word of mouth. We want to keep every guest who comes in. Tomorrow, we will get a few flower baskets in At the door, put a red paper on the door, and write that it is open, that's all, don't care about the rest, take your time, anyway, wine fragrance is not afraid of the deep alley, we are in this lively street, and we are not afraid that no one will come in for dinner." Wei Hao waved his hand Speaking to Manager Wang.

Guanshi Wang heard it, thought for a moment, and nodded. Anyway, Wei Hao was the one who made the call. If it didn't work, it would be Wei Hao's business, not his own.

There is also a restaurant opposite Wei Hao Restaurant, which is very large and covers an area about three times that of Wei Hao Restaurant.

"Juxian Building? It's been renovated for so long, and there is no movement." The shopkeeper of the restaurant stood at the door, looking at the closed Juxian Building, which is the restaurant opened by Wei Hao, and said with a laugh.

"The shopkeeper, I heard that it was opened by a man named Hanzi from Xicheng. He used to be in Xicheng, but he fought every day. His father's name is Wei Furong, and he is a branch of the Wei family. He has some money in his hand. Thinking of leaving it to such a foolish son to lose the family." A small servant next to him said with a smile to the long shopkeeper.

"Hmph, what's wrong with the Wei family? The Wei family can still compare with our royal family. Our restaurant is the royal one. You said that the person opposite is a foolish man?" The shopkeeper snorted and said disdainfully.

"Yeah, Er Hanzi, he used to fight outside every day, his father Wei Furong didn't know how much he lost, and he didn't know what happened this time. He dared to take money to open a restaurant for this foolish man. I've been waiting for a joke about this matter." The little servant continued to smile at the shopkeeper.

When the shopkeeper heard this, he smiled disdainfully again, turned around and went in, the servant hurriedly followed.

"Let them be diligent. In a few days, the royal side may send someone to check. In addition, notify the accountant and ask him to prepare those accounts." The shopkeeper made a wink and said to the servant next to him.

The servant heard it, nodded immediately with a smile, and then went to give orders. Two days later, Juxian Building opened.

"What about firecrackers? Are there no firecrackers?" Wei Hao stood at the door and asked the servant who was following him.

"Master, firecrackers?" The servant looked at Wei Hao in confusion.

"Crackling, crackling, crackling after ordering, how festive, why don't you prepare firecrackers for such a big event?" Wei Hao shouted at the servant.

"Young master, no, I've never heard of this." Steward Wang stood behind Wei Hao and looked at Wei Hao in embarrassment.

"No?" Wei Hao was surprised when he heard it. Wasn't gunpowder invented long ago?Wasn't it used to make firecrackers?But Manager Wang continued to shake his head.

"Forget it, but, it's just so cold and quiet, is there no movement?" Wei Hao waved his hand, then touched his head, and said very depressed, there's no movement, who would have known that your home was open for business .

"Young Master, what do you want, you can't ask me to invite a few opera singers to come over and sing at the door?" Manager Wang looked at Wei Hao carefully and asked.

Wei Hao's eyes lit up when he heard this. He patted Steward Wang on the shoulder and said, "Old Wang, you are still smart!"

(End of this chapter)