Great Qin Empress's Infrastructure Handbook

Chapter 31 Sense of Crisis

After making a plan, Zhao Qingrui began to get people to start preparing.

She plans to separate the store selling tofu and snacks from the bookstore. The snack bar only has a room of more than ten square meters, which is enough for cooking.

The book sellers on the other side will clean up after finding the right person.

Walking back, Zhao Qingrui began to think about the dishes made of tofu, and what to bring out at that time.

In this era, people use tripods and pottery pots to cook food. The first choice is to cook vegetables and tofu soup directly. It is simple, quick and tastes good.

Another crucian carp tofu soup is ready, one meat and one vegetarian are just right.

There are many ways to eat tofu, and it’s very versatile. Let those people figure it out by themselves.

She is also planning to move the stone mill into the store, and let people sell tofu while grinding, trying to spread the practice of tofu.

The cost of food and clothing in the family is excellent, and even the clothes of the servants in the family are countless times better than those of ordinary people, Zhao Qingrui also has a clue about the situation of her family.

Since there is no shortage of money, this tofu is equivalent to doing charity.

Just sell some other snacks in the store to make money. She also knows how to make dim sum. In her previous life, she watched a lot of videos of making various gourmet snacks, and she also started to make them herself.

After arriving in this world, she also passed on her craft to the cook.

In the future, I have to recruit a few employees, and let the cook take care of them.

"Miss, is there anything you don't like about the shop? If not, there are several shops for you to choose from." Meng Yi said gently.

"Very satisfied, Uncle Meng, you really let me open such a good shop? My father is really big-hearted." Zhao Qingrui joked.

Even she couldn't help but be amazed by her father's generosity, but don't worry, she is a 17-year-old girl who has never left Beidi County and has no experience, so her father is so relieved to give the prime location of the shop to her. own.

"Master trusts Miss."

"What if it crashes and loses money?" Zhao Qingrui frowned.

"Don't be afraid of losing money, the master is not short of money." Meng Yi said seriously, the whole Great Qin belongs to His Majesty, although the national treasury is a bit poor, but His Majesty's private treasury is definitely not poor, so Zhao Qingrui can do whatever he wants.

The corners of Zhao Qingrui's mouth twitched, he was sure, Dad was indeed rich.

Back home, Zhao Qingrui began to prepare non-stop.

Opening a tofu workshop is not a consideration. Her goal is to spread the word about tofu. If she wants to make money, she has to rely on dim sum.

Zhao Qingrui asked the housekeeper to prepare a recruitment advertisement and posted it in the store. She planned to recruit a few ingenious ones, and then asked the cook to teach them how to make dim sum.

There must be packaging, Zhao Qingrui immediately thought of Suling.

There are quite a few people from the Mohist family staying in Xianyang now, and it is not troublesome to ask them to help me get some oil paper later, it only needs one more process.

As for the cardboard box, she doesn't think about it for the time being, it's too troublesome, so let's keep the packaging simple.

The housekeeper is very capable, and he brought them the next day, and they all looked honest.

After telling them the rules, he left them to the cook.

"Miss, what do you need so much paper for?" Chunxi asked puzzled.

"Of course it's to make money, so hurry up." Zhao Qingrui pressed the dough in his hand, it was almost fermented, and it was not easy to make some fine white flour in Daqin.

Divide the dough into small doses, roll them flat and thin, put the stuffing of leek and pork prepared earlier, fold the dough in half, pinch the middle skin vigorously, and finally pinch the dumpling skins on both sides towards the middle.

The wrapped dumplings are like a small ingot, round and round, which looks very festive.

During this period of time, she was nourishing her father's body, and she was also eating along with her. She felt that she had gained a little weight.

So, she took the cook and began to toss the dumplings to change the taste.

I'll check my father's physical condition later, if it's almost in good shape, it's time for my father to lose weight.

She also hoped that she would succeed in her great career and let her father sit in the position of emperor, how could she do without a healthy body.

With the system in place, and with a stable scoring tool in the future, it is not a dream to let the old man live to be two hundred years old.

"Is there any problem with the apprentices you brought?" While making dumplings, Zhao Qingrui asked about the cook's teaching of the apprentices.

"No problem. Apart from preparing food for the master and miss every day, the servant girl has nothing to do. It's just right to have an apprentice come." The cook quickly said that she learned all the skills from Zhao Qingrui, and she She is still a servant of the Zhao family, and the master's family is very lucky to treat her well.

It's just teaching a few apprentices, she is very happy.

"It's fine if there's no problem." Zhao Qingrui nodded, and didn't care about it any more, and felt very relieved about the cook.

"By the way, in the days to come, my father will make a nourishing meal for his body, and make it lighter, so he doesn't have to continue to feast on fish and meat, and cook more vegetables."

"Yes, miss." The cook replied earnestly. Sometimes the words of the lady are better than the words of the master, such as now.

After arranging Dad's next meal properly, the dumplings in Zhao Qingrui's hands are almost ready.

Ying Zheng, who was handling government affairs in Zhangtai Palace, sneezed, and Zhao Gao hurried over to express his concern.

"Your Majesty has caught a cold, and I will call the imperial physician here." During this period of time, his status in His Majesty's heart gradually decreased, and Zhao Gao felt a strong sense of crisis.

"No, I'm fine." Ying Zheng shook his head, he was fine, he could feel his body recovering quickly, even if he reviewed dozens of catties of bamboo slips every day, he would be fine.

However, with the promotion of paper, the bamboo slips used for the performance were also replaced with white paper, which is much more convenient, although the workload has not decreased.

After glancing at Zhao Gao, Ying Zheng looked away.

The Black Ice Terrace has already been investigated, and now he is still alive and well. Although Zhao Gao did some small tricks behind his back, he dare not go too far.

On the other hand, Hu Hai had more problems. He was having fun in the palace every day, saying that he was studying hard, but he was actually playing, and even caused a lot of lives.

These things were covered up by Zhao Gao, he didn't know before, he only thought that those maids died accidentally.

Being able to do these things at such a young age made him believe in Zhao Qingrui's words even more.

How to arrange Hu Hai, this made him difficult, the punishment was too light, it would not work, and he was not happy in his heart, if it was serious, this was his own son, and he felt a little distressed.

His Majesty went out of the palace again, and everyone in the harem was eager to see through. Seeing that His Majesty's health was getting better and better, but His Majesty did not enter the harem again, they were extremely disappointed.

No matter what those people think, Ying Zheng can't stop him from going to see his daughter.

(End of this chapter)