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Chapter 72: Getting rich, getting rich

Although this is an exaggeration, everyone present showed a heart-felt expression, obviously the same feeling. The servant who had been pouring wine and serving him smiled and said:

"Dear masters, then take care of our Huifenglou business every day and will definitely satisfy you!"

Everyone laughed and admired the cleverness of the servant. Everyone immediately gave him some small accounts, and the servant happily accepted it.

Manager Wang and Zhao Xiucai were dressed neatly, and together with the clerk Wang Qinian downstairs, they sent the satisfied guests out of the restaurant.

Jiang Feng sat among the wooden barrel trees downstairs, slowly drinking tea, looking at the diners walking outside, looking at the satisfied expression on their faces, and already knew that he had succeeded. For a restaurant, the most difficult thing is the publicity before opening, and the first day of opening. This is also an old saying, or a new saying in the Ming Dynasty.

A good start is half the success...

After Wang Qinian sent the guests out, he often handed over a document and asked with a smile:

"Uncle Master, if there is any business of welcome and sending you to the public account in the future, we can take over Huifeng Building. We have the face you can enjoy today. As long as the business package for the public account is here, our restaurant can give you a discount."

These people who came here were all businessmen. When the business was big, they naturally had many banquets. Although they were rich, they were also very careful businessmen. When they saw the document in Wang Qinian's hand, it said that if they could eat at Huifenglou in a year, there would be discounts to pay.

Think about the decent and delicious dishes of Huifenglou, and entertaining merchants here. The meals at the end of the year and the beginning of the year are a very good choice, so most of the merchants who went out signed up without hesitation.

All the guests walked cleanly. In a relatively large room in the backyard, more than 40 people stood here. Although the room was crowded, there was still a square table in the middle.

Jiang Feng, Zhao Xiucai, Bao Wen and Manager Wang were all sitting there. Zhang Liang stood behind Jiang Feng. Except for Jiang Feng's expression that was calm, everyone else was watching Manager Wang making plans with a nervous look. After Manager Wang finished making plans, he picked up the brush and wrote a few numbers on the account book on the table. He looked up at Jiang Feng, who was quite calm opposite, and said in a trembling voice:

"Boss, we made 600 taels of silver a day today..."

When he heard the '600 taels', everyone around him exploded. His face was heavy just now, and Zhang Liang, who pretended to be serious, jumped up happily and shouted loudly there:

"Six hundred taels, six hundred taels, you've got rich, you've got rich."

The people around were singing and laughing there. Fatty Bao looked at Jiang Feng with wide eyes and said incrediblely:

"Boss, you are so capable. You can earn it back in one day when you buy it from the old Tangtou."

Jiang Feng coughed softly there and waved his hand. The people around him were still very awe of this evil man-like boss. Seeing Jiang Feng's actions, they immediately became silent. Jiang Feng looked at the people around him with excitement and scolded him:

"Look at you who are not promising, you are still here when you make a fortune. Everyone is working hard, and everyone is indispensable."

Although Zhao Xiucai next to him was quite steady among the people around him, his face was extremely excited, and then he spoke:

"Boss, the wealthy merchants who came to have dinner today signed the document and sent someone to deliver deposits this afternoon, saying that the banquets such as opening and reception will be decided by us in the future. If we estimate, this year..."

Zhao Xiucai thought about it and suddenly took a breath of air and couldn't speak. Jiang Feng thought clearly that the people who came today were divided into five tables, each table was twelve people, arranged in the order of the trial dishes and posts at that time. The second table was 10 taels per person. When it came to Li Zongyun's table, it was 20 taels per person.

Since everyone is a smart businessman, Jiang Feng is not ready to lie. After all, reading Yun Zhongyue's novels in modern times is not a one-time statement that the middle-aged people in the court spend less than ten taels of silver a year. If he continues this knife too ruthlessly, he may not have any customers in the future.

As a result, when he asked Zhao Xiucai and Manager Wang to explain to these customers, the people who ate ten taels of silver were extremely dissatisfied, saying that we were not short of the money in our hands, why did they eat expensively, but we eat cheaply. This result really made Jiang Feng stunned. It seemed that the per capita income of the silver and the annual fiscal income of the Ming Dynasty had nothing to do with how the rich people spent money at this time.

In modern times, it is said that Shanghai's per capita annual income is more than 30,000 yuan per year, but there are also local tycoons who have a monthly minimum living allowance of several hundred yuan, and there are also local tycoons who buy more than a dozen houses.

Apart from the guests at the first table, the remaining four tables were quite unhappy, saying that they were spending money on food, why can't we spend more money?

At this time, Jiang Feng had a deep understanding of the comment that the Ming Dynasty's civilians competed to put extravagance first in reading history books. It turned out that it was not that ordinary people spent money on luxury, but that these civilian and rich people who did not have the status of officials and gentry were extravagant, and they competed for rankings and other things.

"Old Wang, take out a hundred taels and treat it as the opening market today. I will send it to you. You guys will take more. Everyone will do it well in the future, and there will be more benefits!"

Today, the guys and servants received a lot of rewards. After calculating, they could catch up with the income from the previous few months. They were very happy. When they heard that Jiang Feng had spent money again, they all applauded and were full of enthusiasm.

Jiang Feng yawned with his arms and sat in Huifeng Tower all day today, looking quite tired. The small bag beside him was already filled with the scattered silver and silver notes. He followed the people below to explain the matter, and went out with confidence.

Zhang Liang naturally followed behind, and they enjoyed the beating of the two of them every night. Jiang Feng was trying to exercise his muscles and bones, while Zhang Liang was really trained. At the beginning, he was beaten every day, but now he can resist a few moves as if he is decent.

After walking out of the restaurant gate, it was already dark outside, and there was no one walking around on the street. The two of them were not riding horses, just walking in front and behind. Zhang Liang looked at his master's back and admired him secretly. He was really a master. He was still so calm after making money. The master was the master.

Suddenly, a shout scared Zhang Liang. Jiang Feng, who was still calm just now, jumped up there, laughing loudly, shouting freely on the street:
Chapter completed!
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