Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 150 Big Profit
"630 taels of silver. 300 taels will be deposited in Yong'an bank later, 100 taels will be used to buy fruits and various vegetables, and people will be hired to help make wine, and then 200 taels will be used to save us to build a house. 32 taels, um, 30 taels for home use , two taels of silver and the rest of the odds and ends, it’s for Goro as pocket money.”

Gu Xiang flicked his abacus, and raised his hand to Jiang Shi who was sitting on the side tidying up his things, and said, "This is the first batch of money, and next month it will only be more or less. It's better to make money from Xihuan Pavilion."

But in just a few days, the wine and appetizers in Xihuan Pavilion are selling like crazy.

In the beginning, it was the trend and celebrity effect brought by Ms. Xixi.

Guests who come to Xihuan Pavilion to discuss matters, business, or entertainment, but when they hear that Ms. Xixi likes to eat the new appetizers and drink the new fruit wine, most of the guests can't help but want to be arty.

As a result, this meal was simply astonishing.

That day, Chen Tong and Han Shu's cousins ​​ate food and drank wine at Xihuan Pavilion, but they were still reluctant to leave, so they went to find Zhao's mother, bought two small jars of pickled vegetables, and brought a jug of wine back to the county school.

After the class, the two of them got together to read the books for a while, and they were in a good mood. They even felt that their memory was better than before.

In the past, the two of them had similar talents, not good, but certainly not bad. They could remember roughly after reading the book seventy or eighty times, but today they only read it three times, but they felt like they had memorized a little bit of it.

The homework was also completed faster than before, and the theory was completed in one go, and it was finished in less than an hour.

The two looked at each other.

"Father is not here."

"Uncle didn't come back."

Anyway, previewing homework is definitely not previewing.

It's getting late, I just went to Xihuan Pavilion, and my pockets are empty. With the current atmosphere in the county, there is nothing to do elsewhere.

"How about a drink?"

Chen Tong, Mr. Chen sneaked a glance outside, and said in a low voice.

Mr. Han: "...Okay, just have a drink, be careful, don't let my father find out, my father found out, I must be the unlucky one."

Thinking of the look in his father's eyes, Mr. Han worried about the students.

After so many years, his father still insisted that he and Chen Tong's troubles were all caused by himself. Even if Chen Tong himself admitted it, his father would think that Chen Tong was kind and well-behaved, and he wanted to take the blame for himself.

The conscience of heaven and earth, one after another over the years, didn't Chen and this kid come up with a plan for that matter?He admitted that he couldn't say that he was completely innocent, but even if it was half a catty, he was also that half catty, and Chen Tong was half a catty.

If it wasn't for Han Shu's broad-mindedness, he would be pissed off by his father sooner or later, or he would hate Chen Tong to death.

Chen Tong thought for a while, and called his book boy to guard the door.

"Don't worry, uncle won't be back for a while."

The two took out the wine bottle and the appetizers they had just bought. They didn't need to warm the wine, so they couldn't wait to pour a glass.

The cup was quickly finished, the fragrance remained on the lips and teeth, and the taste was so wonderful that even Mr. Han, who didn't have such a hobby, couldn't hold back and poured himself another cup.

"It's no wonder poets in ancient times loved good wine. I never knew the taste of alcohol before, but today I understand that it's not that I don't love wine, it's that I have never had this glass."

Han Shu sighed again and again.

Han Jiaoyu came back from the outside with gloomy brows. Now that the county is in chaos, the students in the county school are also panicked. I don't know how many students will pass the examination next year?
This year's Fajie Examination, Shouling County is not a student who has passed the exam.

He, who is supposed to teach, is really shameless.

"Hey!"

Han Jiaoyu sighed, and suddenly thought of his son and nephew.

His son is fine, but his nephew is rare to be able to calm down, calm down, and study hard every day. Maybe the next generation of the Han and Chen families will depend on his nephew.

Han Jiaoyu thought about it, turned his feet, and went to the study.

Now my nephew must be studying, I wonder if my son is naughty?Maybe the two children need some guidance from him as an elder?
As soon as Han Jiaoyu walked to the door of the study, he saw his nephew's book boy dozing sleepily sitting on the steps, he was amused, so he opened the door and went in without calling him.

"..."

Chen Tongzheng was holding the wine bottle and circling in circles: "It's delicious, delicious, especially delicious."

Han Shu's eyes were reddish, and he rushed over to snatch the wine bottle back, and blew on the bottle happily. Chen Tong's feet were a little soft, and he caught a glimpse of a pair of shoes from the corner of his eye, and his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately said, "Han Shu, don't you Drink it all up and leave some for uncle, I think this wine is unusual and very tasty."

"Are you kidding me? Give it to him? That's not a waste of a good thing. He drinks a few big guys' dirty wine and drinks our... this..."

As soon as Han Shu turned his head, he screamed in his heart—he tricked me again!

"Humph!"

Han Jiaoyu was so angry that he grabbed the jug, "You brat, your cousin thinks of me when he got a good thing, and you!"

Han Shu bowed his head obediently and remained silent.

After a while, Han Jiaoyu scolded his son, comforted his nephew, and went out with the jug, suddenly feeling something was wrong.

The breeze was blowing, and the smell of wine suddenly made Han Jiaoyu's mind go blank, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a little greedy.

He looked around, sat down on the stone pier in the courtyard, and called for someone to bring a wine glass.

Since it was specially reserved by his nephew, even if he doesn't like wine, he should try it, not because he smells the wine.

After drinking a cup, Han Jiaoyu's cheeks flushed slightly, and he exhaled: he must drink the wine given to him by his good nephew, so that there is no drop left.

The next day, Han Jiaoyu came out of the yamen, quietly entered the gate of Xihuan Pavilion, which he had never set foot in before, and bought two jugs of wine, along with a small jar of pickled vegetables.

I ate pickles in the evening, and the next day I went to buy four jugs of wine and two jars of pickles.

Another day...

The news that Han Jiaoyu was obsessed with Xihuan Pavilion spread like wildfire.

"...I went to drink, just for the wine, the fruit wine in Xihuan Pavilion, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is fine wine."

Almost in a short period of time, the wine in Xihuan Pavilion could make generals dismount, and the reputation of civilian officials dismounted from their sedan chairs spread.

The price Gu Xiang sells wine and vegetables to Xihuan Pavilion is not low. A catty of wine costs one tael of silver, and a catty of vegetables costs fifty cents.

This cost adds up to less than [-]%.

Fruit wine is not life-extending wine. The medicinal materials used in it are all common medicinal materials, which are cheap and used in small amounts. They have not been infused with gourmet food. The main emphasis is on the taste. In terms of efficacy, of course it is not without it, but there are very few.

"It seems that the dungeon of Xihuan Pavilion can continue to be developed."

This kind of place only sells some wine and food, which is a waste of potential.

Gu Xiang looked at the rapidly increasing food spots on the interface, and his mood became better and better.

She was in high spirits for a while, collected the money, put away the abacus, put on her clothes and got up to write a business plan.

There are still countless suffering people in Shouling City, and they are also waiting to be fed, so they cannot be ignored.

(End of this chapter)