The black-bellied prince: the little princess of the chef

Chapter 140 Preparations, erecting signs

Ye Qing re-planned such a money-making project after his plan to co-brew wine failed, which can be regarded as a real action.

The next day, Qiusheng went to work as usual, and Ye Junbei still went to the slaughterhouse to pull pigs into the water.Sure enough, as Ye Qing said "get the goods first, pay later", the steward of the slaughterhouse did not ask him to pay the money and handed over the goods to him.

Ye Qing followed Ye Jun into the city early in the morning, but the brother and sister acted separately.

Ye Qing is in charge of purchasing things for the teahouse, and he has to choose the appropriate size plates.Braised pork rice can't make people feel too stingy, and of course it can't be too cheap and affordable, otherwise, how can she make money if her tea shop becomes a charity hall?

Bowls and chopsticks, large tea bowls, teapots, and tea leaves all need to be purchased, and she bought a lot of them all.When the business is good, just take it out and use it.

As for the tables and stools, Ye Qing felt that he had to specially order low tables and stools.Anyway, don't rush for a while, just let the eldest brother go to run errands when the time comes.

After Ye Junbei took the pigs into the water, he went along the street to look for Ye Qing at a shop selling tea bowls, Ye Qing happened to be paying for it.

After Ye Qing paid the money, the brother and sister loaded the shopping into the cart and drove the donkey back home.

There are so many things to do at home, save time if you can.

"Have you heard? The person in the portrait is worth 500 taels of silver, and I don't know who it is!"

"500 taels? Has it increased again? It was only 200 taels a few days ago!"

"Do you think he is Jiangyang Bandit?"

"Have you ever seen a notice that didn't write the name of Jiang Yang's bandit?"

"It's been a month, and there is still no news. It's a pity for the 500 taels of silver!"

As the donkey cart drove forward, the streets were filled with low-pitched discussions from the common people.

What they heard were all about the announcement, Ye Qing could hear it clearly, but Ye Junbei was thinking and didn't listen carefully.

Ye Qing recalled the notice posted when he entered the city last time, it seemed to say that the government had a big reward, and what Wu Yan said at the time seemed to be a villainous gangster.But how is it different from what we are talking about today?Could it be that Jincheng has not been peaceful recently?
She thought for a while, then nudged Ye Junbei with her elbow and said, "Brother, let's go see the notice later."

Regardless of whether it's Jiangyang Bandit or not, it's good to go and have a look.What if they were lucky enough to meet the person on the notice and receive 500 taels of silver?
However, Ye Junbei didn't respond. Instead, he stopped the donkey cart at this moment and stared at the place not far away in a daze.

Ye Qing followed his line of sight, a dozen armored soldiers were standing around the high platform holding spears, and there were tables and chairs on the high platform, and two tall figures sat in front of the tables and chairs.

And there are two flags flying above their heads-conscription on the frontier!
After 19 years of dreaming about Ye Junbei's soldier dream, he was finally no match for the love of his family and the love of his children, and finally turned into a bubble and disappeared.

But every day when I go to the city and see the place where the soldiers are recruited, I always feel sad for a little while, which is regarded as a mourning for a dead dream.

Ye Qing was afraid that he would feel bad, and just wanted to comfort him, but Ye Junbei was the first to say: "Let's go, let's go back early, there are still things to do at home!"

After speaking, he drove the donkey away.

But Ye Qing was silent, she clearly saw the reluctance and pain in her brother's eyes.

Thinking about it from another angle, if she was kept from entering the kitchen and touching pots and pans for the rest of her life, she might just go crazy!

"By the way, brother, have you told your parents that you are not going to join the army?"

Ye Junbei said indifferently: "It doesn't matter if you say it or not? If I don't mention it again, they will know it?"

Ye Qing shook his head, saying it or not, it must be different!

As soon as they got home, everyone in the Ye family was busy.

Because Ye Qing thought about asking Ye Junbei to go to the village to test sell tomorrow, so he specially asked him to buy a few more pigs.Then, the amount of pig offal to be cleaned today is much larger than usual.

Seeing that they had come back, Mrs. Xu put down her needlework and came out to help.After she put the pig offal into separate basins, she rolled up her sleeves and started cleaning.

She wanted to take the pigs to the river to wash them, but the water was too heavy for so many pigs, and it was hard to toss back and forth, so she had to use well water to wash them one more time.

Ye Qing put all the tea bowls, tea sets, chopsticks and so on that he bought back into a wooden barrel, then poured cold water into it to soak.

She didn't know why, but before the aunt at home bought the dishes and chopsticks, they had to soak them in cold water after they came back. It is said that they can withstand high temperatures only after soaking.

Ye Junbei saw that his mother and younger sister were able to get back to work, so he went back to the house with money, and went to find a carpenter to build tables and chairs according to Ye Qing's instructions.

In August, osmanthus blossoms are everywhere, and the leaves of osmanthus in Ye’s yard quietly bloom thousands of flowers. The rich but refreshing fragrance makes people feel refreshed.

Ye Qing put his nose close and sniffed, then found a stool to sit down contentedly, and helped his mother clean the pig.

Mrs. Xu only heard from Zhang Xiu in the morning that Ye Qing wanted to open a tea shop and sell lo mei. Now that the two of them are together, they naturally brought up the topic.

"Qingqing, didn't you say you want to buy that crystal grape wine? Why are you planning to open a tea shop to sell lo mei again?"

"Mother, isn't the cost of brewing wine high? But do you want me to brew wine? Or do you want me to open a teahouse to sell lo-mei?"

Ye Qing didn't answer the question, instead he silenced Xu's question.

Doesn't Mrs. Xu know that the cost of crystal grapes is high, but you are doing it secretly anyway, so you don't need to be so eye-catching, which makes people jealous; although lo mei is cheap, it is too ostentatious, and it will always cause trouble and come back!

Ye Qing knew exactly what her mother was worried about, but she smiled and comforted her: "Mother, don't worry, nothing will happen."

The wolves of the Ye family have already dealt with it once, since the first time, why is she afraid of the second or third time?

"Hey!"

Seeing that the days are getting better and better, Mrs. Xu feels worried again.

But Ye Qing didn't worry, she thought about spreading the reputation of this lo mei first, and then developing other dishes later, it should be much easier to promote.

She thought of this, and suddenly said: "Mother, do you think we should give our family's lo-mei a quick sign?"

"Shop sign?"

The more Ye Qing thought about it, the more excited he became, why did he forget it?Building a brand and building a brand should have been thought of at the very beginning. Why is she so stupid?
"Mother, we must make our stewed meat famous now. In the future, there will be more stewed meat sold. Customers have been eating our stewed meat. Do you think she is used to eating it? Will she easily get rid of this habit? ?

Besides, if there is no signboard, no one will know who they are eating.We can't keep calling it lo-mei and braised pork! "

Mrs. Xu was also fascinated, and asked happily: "Then what do you call it? Yejia lo mei?"

Ye Qing shook his head, thought for a moment and said: "Mother, let's call it Baiweiyuan. The ancestor of Baiwei has a long history."

(End of this chapter)