Xianyu's leisurely life through books

Chapter 96 Put it in front of me, I will support you
"One, I will bear all the expenses of this event, and I will give me [-]% of the whole year's profit from the sales of pork in Jiujiang Building."

Song Yu smiled subtly: "It seems that you are very confident in your plan."

Pei Xiaoxiao smiled, noncommittal.

Just a joke, she has studied many marketing cases in her previous life, standing on the shoulders of giants, of course she has confidence.

Not to mention full, [-]% is still there.

Eye-catching, with easy-to-understand taglines, on-the-spot marketing, and viral word-of-mouth from your audience.

In this ancient times when the advertising industry was only in its infancy, how about a dimensionality reduction attack?

Pei Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to see shopkeeper Zhu's livid face.

"What's the second option?"

"They will bear the cost themselves, and I will charge you some hard work, 200 taels."

Song Yu raised his eyebrows: "Jiujiang Tower chooses the second one."

Pei Xiaoxiao smiled shyly: "You have great confidence in me."

Song Yu smiled and said, "My lady is a fairy-like person, of course I believe it."

Pei Xiaoxiao raised her chin proudly: "Please call me...Goddess.

Song Yu laughed softly: "No, if you are a goddess, wouldn't you want to become a fairy? I have to pull you back to the world and grow old with me."

The sudden confession stunned Pei Xiaoxiao.

She silently picked up the charcoal pencil and continued to paint.

The afternoon sun slanted into the room and hit her reddened ears, which was really beautiful.

Song Yu smiled and didn't bother her anymore.

He took out a newly formed hosta from his pocket and polished it carefully.

The two are like a normal couple. They have formed a tacit understanding after getting along for many years, and they are each busy with their own affairs.

The years are quiet.

The sun sinks into the west mountain little by little, and the sunset glow all over the sky writes a beautiful picture, which is too beautiful to behold.

Pei Xiaoxiao was a little tired from drawing, and when she turned her head, she was a little surprised to see what he was holding.

what are you carving
Song Yu blew on the gravel powder on the surface of the jade material, and explained: "The jade hairpin! It's almost formed, but you didn't see it?"

"I mean, how do you have such a good jade?"

She doesn't understand jade.

But the jade looked uniform in color from a distance, and it was radiant under the rays of the sun.

Obviously not Fanpin.

"There are quite a lot of good jade materials in the Northwest. I like to carve things, so I brought some back."

Pei Xiaoxiao nodded, stood up and stretched: "Let's go eat, I'm so hungry."

Song Yu didn't respond, and walked slowly in front of her: "Try it."

The style of the hosta is simple, but it is streamlined, and every part is not a beautiful arc.

The simple ones are the hardest.

Whether it is aesthetics or technique, he is great.

This craft, this jade material, get it on the market, I don't know if it can be bought for 500 taels.

"I don't want it!" Pei Xiaoxiao refused decisively.

Song Yu leaned over slightly, stared at her and smiled:

"Don't you want me to go hunting in the mountains? I took the job at the Treasure Pavilion and carved ornaments for them...there is no one to try them on."

Pei Xiaoxiao blinked: "Did you find another job?"

"Well... I can't always let you support the family alone, can I? Where do you want my face to be placed?"

His handsome face was close at hand, and his smile dazzled her eyes.

Pei Xiaoxiao looked a little dazed, and ran away from home in sanity.

She swallowed her saliva, and said sincerely: "Just put your face in front of me, I am willing to support you."

Song Yu was amused by her.

He was noncommittal, and stretched out his hand to remove the silver hairpin from her cloud temples.

The chestnut hair like a waterfall poured down, drawing a graceful and lazy arc under the setting sun.

After a burst of fragrance, Song Yu stroked a strand and played with his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "You didn't let me go up the mountain. You have to support me and help me try it on in the future...Did you hear that?"

Pei Xiaoxiao came back to her senses.

Realizing that she had just been a nympho and a fool, she was so embarrassed that she covered her face and wanted to run away.

Song Yu pressed her shoulder with a smile: "Don't move."

He was so strong that she really couldn't run away, so she just obediently stayed where she was.

Song Yu stretched out his hand to hold her hair, and gently tied her into a simple bun, and fixed it with a jade hairpin.

He lifted her chin again and looked at her carefully.

The creamy hosta is inserted obliquely on the thick hair, simple and elegant.

It added a touch of gentleness to the delicate and pretty girl.

With her eyes closed, her slender eyelash feathers are clearly rooted, trembling like a butterfly, making people feel pitiful.

Two red clouds flew over the tender and white face, which made people's hearts move even more.

Song Yu suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and praised with a smile, "Young lady is so beautiful."

The sound fell, and her eyelashes trembled even more in front of her.

The round and lovely earlobes are almost red like blood.

She is like a delicate flower that is just about to bloom, people can't help... holding her in their arms and taking care of her.

It's even more like... picking.

Song Yu couldn't help himself, bowed his head and wanted to kiss.

Reason prevailed, and he paused.

He is waiting for an opportunity.

An opportunity to help her untangle her heart.

Or... She is willing to have an opportunity to break through.

Now is not the time.

He took a deep breath to calm down, and then spoke again, with an unconcealable hoarseness in his tone: "Okay, let's go eat."

Pei Xiaoxiao sensed the ambiguity of the atmosphere, squeezed her sweaty palms, lowered her hands, not daring to look at him, and said yes in a low voice.

The two headed for Zhengyang Street in a mule cart.

It's not that Pei Xiaoxiao has money now, so she must go to expensive places.

Rather, the guests have come like a cloud these days, and there is a good show to watch.

If Pei Xiaoxiao wanted to watch the good show of Guest Like Cloud, she must occupy the C position.

She entered Ke Ruyunlai again.

The business of their restaurant has pulled back a bit, but it is not as bursting as before.

After waiting for a while, the two got a seat in the lobby.

Leaning against the door.

Approach the counter.

Just right.

Pei Xiaoxiao asked Song Yu to order her favorite dishes first, and then she picked her own favorites.

When handing the menu back to Xiao Er, she reminded:
"Sweet and sour fish should be sweeter, two jujube paste cakes, one should be sweeter, um, does this roast goose leg have a sweet sauce?"

"Yes."

"That's sweet too..." Pei Xiaoxiao paused, looked at Song Yu, "You want sweet, right?"

Song Yu smiled and nodded: "That's right."

Pei Xiaoxiao said: "One of the roasted goose legs needs sweet sauce, and the other needs lemon sauce."

Xiao Er recorded good taste and left.

Song Yu propped his chin and smiled, "Thank you, lady."

Pei Xiaoxiao was stunned, a look of unnaturalness flashed across her face, she lowered her head and played with her fingers.

She knew that Song Yu liked to eat sweets, and it was really just a subconscious action just now.

But this kind of subconscious behavior of wanting to take care of his taste is the most terrible thing.

His eyes were scorching.

She was getting more and more embarrassed.

Customers like clouds came behind the counter.

Shopkeeper Zhu squeezed his mustache on one side, squinting at Jiujiang Tower opposite where the passenger flow was significantly reduced, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

No matter how delicious the dishes you serve, the chefs from Keliyunlai can imitate them in sevens and eights.

And the taste is not bad.

In addition, if he ran a promotional event, wouldn't the guests come back obediently?
This kind of dishes developed by Jiujianglou has given customers a lesson in making wedding clothes. Haven't they eaten enough in the past two years?
Now it is repeating the same mistakes, and I don't know what kind of mentality those two idiots in Jiujiang Tower are.

Oh, do you think that a trick of limited sales will really satisfy the appetite of diners?

(End of this chapter)