Chapter 136: You have to make money before leaving Beijing

Jiang Feng was a little puzzled, why the price he claimed to Xia Cuiyu was 10%. The other party suddenly became so angry. After saying that, was there something else. After seeing Xia Cuiyu, who had been smiling, was stunned for a moment, and then stood up from the position with a gray face.

Seeing the young woman in front of her, she didn't say goodbye and left the house straight away, Jiang Feng was a little anxious. The fleet's dock was controlled in his own hands, and there must be one or another. Even if it was not enough, it could be negotiated. However, since the Xia family raised the issue of benefits.

Wouldn't you be too sorry for yourself if you don't have a 10% chance? Jiang Feng stood up and chased him out with regret. However, Xia Cuiyu, who was wearing a long skirt, did not move slowly. She got on the carriage a few steps, poked her head out and stopped her chasing Jiang Feng with a fierce look, and the carriage ran away.

"What are you doing when you are so anxious? You can continue to discuss the price!!"

He shouted at the carriage that was moving away. Jiang Feng turned around inexplicably and returned to the room. After thinking, Xia Cuiyu's expression seemed to be not angry when she left, but rather embarrassing shame.

Two days later, Jiang Feng and the Xia family reached an agreement to provide a small port to the other party after going to Yantai Mountain to guard the situation, on the condition that they were 10% of their income.

The third day after the agreement was reached, the Ministry of War and the Jinyiwei Town Fufu Department issued a statement together. Jiang Feng, a Jinyiwei in Nancheng, was transferred to the garrison of Qianhu House, Yantai Mountain, the Left Guard of Dengzhou. The original Qianhu moved to a certain guard of a guard in Laizhou. The Yantai Mountain Qianhu House was temporarily appointed by Jiangfeng.

When civil officials in Beijing went to local officials, they were usually higher than those in Beijing. The more noble the position, the higher the position. For example, Shi Xueshi Liu was just from a fifth-rank Hanlin lecturer, but went to Shandong but was directly promoted to a third-rank governor, the right-sponsor of the governor, and was promoted to a fourth-rank.

The same is true for military officers. Jiang Feng was transferred from the Jinyiwei of the Beijing City to the Qianhu Office to guard the Qianhu Office in Yantai Mountain, Shandong. Although everyone knew that according to the convention, Jiang Feng would be promoted to thousands of officers in a short time, no one thought this was an improvement, but instead derogatory in disguise.

However, everyone understands that after all, it is because of the fall of the capital that it is because it is because it is because it is because it is better to go to the place to go to the sky and the emperor to be far away. It is also a way to be peaceful.

After receiving the document, Jiang Feng was not in a hurry to take office. Anyway, the Ministry of War only asked him to take office before the Spring Festival next year, and no one urged him.

The restaurants and restaurants in Beijing now operate in the catering industry are all closely watching the news outside and not daring to relax. This year, various unheard-of-telling styles have appeared in Beijing restaurants. What are the trial dishes, what are the morning teas, and the restaurants are divided into several grades.

Anyway, many restaurants made a fortune in these new things. In the past, there were several excellent restaurants in the capital, including Baoding, Cangzhou, and Tianjin Wei, and the consumption of the city was carried out in their respective places.

Now it is different. There are already many wine and food in the capital. Rich people from all over the country are famous. Now in the capital, the profits you can earn from opening a restaurant are no less than those of brothels and gambling houses. This is also the storm caused by Jiang Feng's arrival in the Ming Dynasty, as a butterfly flashing his wings.

The businessmen who do restaurants and restaurants are extremely sensitive to all kinds of news that they can make money. There is something outside that can make the restaurant famous overnight. Recently, some medium-sized restaurants have begun to sell something called "fresh powder", gray powder.

However, this thing does have a very magical effect in the dish. Almost immediately the taste of the dish is to a higher level. Of course, the top-grade old chefs basically know that this taste can be done with dried shrimp and crab powder that removes the flavor. However, the price is different. The taste of shrimp and crabs is far inferior to that of this gray powder, and it also has a fishy smell.

After comparing the cost and taste, it is obvious that this fresh powder is easy to use. The money required for old soup and shrimp and crabs is not cheap. And the person who sells fresh powder said mysteriously:

"Do you know Huifeng Tower? That was a broken restaurant that used to be nothing. Now it is the 12th floor of the capital, and it is just based on fresh powder."

The restaurant that was found by the seller of fresh noodles was well-known in the capital. It was considered a sixth-grade restaurant with its name being a delicious zhai, which means there are a few special dishes. This year, it has the blessing of the bronze medal in the grade, and the business is also good. Although the boss has no ambitions.

However, when working hard in the catering industry in the capital, no one knows the development of Huifenglou and Jiangfeng. Although Jiangfeng is indeed arrogant and fierce, the Huifenglou food is really delicious, even the home-cooked side dishes have a fresh smell.

Now this man is stubborn and selling, but a pound of gray fresh powder costs only five taels of silver. Even if he is cheated, he will admit it. Anyway, there will be no damage. However, after buying it, the chef and shopkeeper of the Delicious Essence tried the taste and were stunned. It was indeed very different. The clear soup and the poorly watered spinach soup were dipped in with chopsticks and threw it in, and it immediately became delicious.

The person who sold fresh flour roughly stated the amount of these things in the dishes. The restaurant that bought this fresh flour according to the ratio, and used it for nearly twenty days before using up all the fresh flour. However, the business in the store was obviously much better. After calculating the calculation, I only used five taels of fresh flour per pound.

But I made nearly 150 taels of silver in these twenty days. This is amazing. The shopkeeper of Meiweizhai and the shop owners agreed to calculate the money in the counter next time and buy a hundred kilograms to put them in the shop for later use. This is a good thing that fell from the sky. Moreover, these people all heard that the shopkeeper Wang from Huifeng Tower had no idea what happened to be out of Beijing. Could it be that the fresh powder was related to this?

I don’t know why the news of this fresh fan spread, so naturally all restaurants in Beijing have heard of it. I believe Huifenglou also knew it. He said that he saw their boss Jiang Feng slapped his apprentice several times in Huifenglou and threw tables, chairs and benches.

The man who sold fresh noodles originally made an appointment with Meiweizhai to meet him one month later, but five days before the transaction again, almost all the shopkeepers and shopkeepers on the twelfth floor except Huifeng Building appeared in this small Meiweizhai hall, and the holy family of Chen Gou'er of Shangshen Supervisor was still heavy.

So Chen Bei's Chunhelou is naturally the leader of these people. Eleven restaurants and several people from the fourth-grade restaurants sat around. They all brought the chefs in the store or the ones with the most sensitive taste. The fresh flour from the delicious zhai was still left, and it was evenly divided into many portions and placed in front of each restaurant's people.

The chef who was specially responsible for tasting the dishes with chopsticks, gently dipped it in his mouth, closed his eyes, tasted it carefully, and was quite surprised when he opened his eyes. He whispered to Chen Bei beside him:

"Dongjia, this thing tastes so fresh. If you make delicacies in the sea, it may not be very useful, but if you use it on ordinary ingredients, it will be of great use."

Most of the people around him said similar words with their shopkeepers. Chen Bei raised his eyebrows and thought to himself that Huifenglou was so amazing at the food conference. It turned out that these things were working. If these things were all returned to their restaurants, wouldn’t it be another weapon?

Thinking of this, I stood up and bowed, and said:

"Just just now, the shopkeeper of Meiweizhai said that the person who sells this fresh noodles still has inventory. How can such a good thing be enjoyed exclusively by one? Why not sell it to me Chunhelou and then distribute it to everyone?"

As soon as this sentence is said, there are a lot of discussion below

"If this thing is from Huifenglou, it is from Jiangfeng's hundred households. The murderous man dares to fight even the son of the Duke. What if he gets into trouble?"

"Don't worry, Zhang Yong had a stroke, who else would he rely on? Otherwise, why would he be busy going to the guarding place!"

Chen Bei listened to the following discussion, thinking about how to use these fresh powders after getting them, and suddenly heard someone below say sarcastically:

"Does your Chunhelou have a fair distribution mean to swallow it all?"

Chen Bei was furious when someone told him his thoughts. He stared at him and saw that the person who said this was the boss of Judeloujiang on the 12th floor. He also had a strong backstage. He didn't care much about Chen Gou'er, who was Shangshenjian, and he was helpless with him. Thinking of this, Chen Bei swallowed his anger and said with a smile:

"I wonder what Boss Jiang thought?"

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Everyone decided to distribute the distribution. The twelfth floor ate 80% of the food, and the rest were shared by others. Unexpectedly, the person who sold fresh flour was even more informed. After the distribution, the person who sold fresh flour actually came to Chunhelou directly. Chen Bei was overjoyed and thought that he could eat it all.

In order to avoid the other party's repentance, the price of fresh flour per pound was directly raised to 6 taels, but the seller obviously thought that the rare goods were worth eight taels of silver per pound. And he said it clearly: If you don't buy it here, someone else will buy it.

Chunhelou didn't want to move, but found that there might be a shadow of the 12th Regiment Battalion behind the other party. Thinking about the recent stroke of Zhang Yong, Manager Wang of Huifenglou left. Could it be that the regiment wanted to cheat Huifenglou for some money, so he simply bought it in a proper manner. I believe that the prosperous Huifenglou, who was so prosperous, would definitely decline quickly by such a pot of fire.

Chen Bei bought 600 kilograms for 5,000 taels. The chef tried it in bags, and it was indeed fresh flour. And the person who sold the flour swears that according to a shopkeeper of Huifenglou, the fresh flour will not be produced anymore - this is natural, because Jiang Feng has almost dug up the sea intestines.

The same thing happened in the three largest companies on the twelfth floor. More than 2,500 kilograms of "fresh flour" were sold for 21,000 taels of silver, and then the person selling the flour disappeared.

Ten days later, Jiang Feng followed Zhao Xiucai with a stack of silver notes in the wine shop opposite Huifeng Building:

"Swap these 21,000 taels of silver notes in the Huicai Money House for a whole, and exchange them for their mutual exchange."

He took out a few silver notes from the iron cabinet next to the table, handed them to Zhang Liang, who was smiling, and said with a smile:

"Your cousins ​​have done a good job, take these four thousand taels to them."

Haiyan powder - Jiang Feng bought Zhao Xiucai and Tiedan for a total of 50 taels, took a boat to Yantai for three taels of silver, purchased Haiyan and dried it into powder, transported it back to Tianjin sanitary office and found the Zhuangzi to store it for a total of 130 taels, roughly counting it as a total of 600 taels. This time, four-fifths of the inventory were sold for 21,000 taels, and a total profit of 20,400 taels were made.

This was the last pot of gold I got in the capital. I gave 50% of the part to Lu Bing. Lu Bing was quite happy and had already made it clear that he would not interfere with the operation of the entire restaurant, as long as he would have the money at that time. However, Jiang Feng also knew that such a thing would never be careless.

So he insisted that the other party sent a accountant to Huifeng Building. Both parties jointly managed the silver income and expenditure. Jiang Feng calculated that if he was running this restaurant, nearly 6,000 taels of silver would be recorded every month, and the profit would be about 4,000 taels. However, after taking over, Jiang Feng told the left-behind Manager Wei and his accountant that only 1,500 taels per month would be considered completing the task.

After all, Lu Bing's power will only become bigger and bigger in the future, so it is also appropriate to spend money to buy a favorable impression.

Haiyanzi powder is only more than 300 kilograms left in Huifeng Tower. When he was sold to other restaurants, Zhao Xiucai changed his image of being cautious and not daring to speak much for the whole year, and started arguing with Jiang Feng, because in Zhao Xiucai's eyes, Haiyanzi powder is the foundation for Huifeng Tower's business and is a treasure that turns stones into gold. It is too much of a waste of money to sell it like this. With this in the future, you can succeed even if you go to other places.

Jiang Feng smiled with a hint. He was still quite happy with Zhao Xiucai's anger, because Zhao Xiucai's argument was to let go of his former knot and return to his previous mentality. Jiang Feng explained leisurely:

"Didn't Lao Bao say that if you use shrimps, crabs or big bone spirits in the sea, they will have similar umami flavor, but this will cost a lot of money. But now the 12th floor of the capital is short of this money. Everyone makes this environment, the profit is bright and the profit is the uniqueness of me, the elegance of me, now we don't care about that little money. We don't care about the ingredients and the heat is not bad. The people who cook are at the right level, how can the things we make beautify? Instead of adding umami powder to our dishes there, it's better to make some money first."

These words made the people present nodded repeatedly, but after they all went out, Jiang Feng chuckled there and said to himself:

"Do you think we will open a restaurant in the future?"

There is another small episode these days. At noon a few days ago, Zhang Zhenbaihu came to the wine shop opposite Huifeng Building and had a conversation with Zhang Liang. Zhang Zhenbaihu asked his son directly in front of Jiang Feng and said softly:

"Daliang, your master is going to Yantai to guard, do you also want to follow him?"

Zhang Liang nodded with certainty, Zhang Zhen sighed, his expression became serious, but the second question was quite shocking to the people in the room, and asked:

"If you go to Shandong, my Zhang family will never recognize you as your son again. Are you still willing to go?"

After asking this sentence, Jiang Feng almost fell off the chair, thinking that he would not ask his son like this. Zhang Liang was shocked when he heard this, but he was not as excited as others had expected. The young Jinyiwei rubbed his forehead with his hands a few times, which was obviously quite difficult to make a decision.

Just as Jiang Feng was about to interrupt and say something, Zhang Zhen over there turned his head and said a few words:

"I don't know what my son did with you, but I know what you are sitting in is asking me to be executed by the Zhang family. You guys are too brave. I was so confused at that time that I actually asked him to learn boxing from you. It's too late to regret it today."

The considerations over there have been a result. Zhang Liang spoke slowly but firmly:

"I want to go with my master. It's too boring to live in the capital city like this for a stable life. Grandpa has an ordinary life, dad, you have an ordinary life. The master told me that if a martial arts learner doesn't live without seeing blood, I want to follow my master to make a breakthrough."

It seemed that he had expected such a result, Zhang Zhen took out a document from his arms and said to Zhang Liang:

"Press a handprint on this, we will have nothing to do from now on, we will go our separate ways."

Zhang Liang did not hesitate, bit his finger and pressed it on it. Jiang Feng looked at the two of them who were clearly severing the relationship between father and son, but the expressions of both parties were not so excited. He couldn't help but wonder. He wanted to be a fake or had a purpose, so he would not perform so openly in front of him.

After pressing the handprint, Zhang Zhen on the other side returned to his father's appearance. He reached out and patted Zhang Liang on the shoulder, gave a few instructions and then walked out the door.

Three days have passed, and Jiang Feng is still thinking about what is wrong with the father and son severing the relationship. Zhao Xiucai has already gone to the money shop to exchange silver notes. Zhang Liang just took 4,000 taels of silver notes to his cousins. Speaking of which, although Zhang Liang had cut off his relationship with his family, he was still in close contact and did not avoid him. It was really incomprehensible.

Wang Qinian stayed in the capital to operate four or five companies and had already opened a "little profit" for four or five companies. It was also given 20% of Lu Bing's shares. "little profit" is no longer used to record conversations, because once Jiang Feng left, there was no trivial matters in the market to pay attention to. However, Lu Dutang was greedy for money, and the meals of the Jinyiwei's various yamen were all made to make some profits. Jiang Feng was quite amazed that profits were definitely indispensable. Of course, it can be seen from the fact that people in the canteens of modern contractors are fat to the point of oil.

Three carriages were already parked outside. Jiang Feng had nothing in the capital, and only Zhang Liang and Zhao Xiucai still had something to take away. Since Jiang Feng solved the previous crisis, it was naturally impossible for him to continue living in the city for his own safety.

Now, all the Tiedians and more than a dozen families in Wulou Village live in a manor near Tianjin Wei, and the Su sisters also live there, so after Jiang Feng made the last money here, he took Zhang Liang and Zhao Xiucai away.

Before leaving, most of the deposits at each counter were taken away by Jiang Feng, but only the amount that could be operated was left. Now there was 200,000 taels of silver in the leather pocket on Jiang Feng's chest, which did not include the 16,000 taels of silver that Zhao Xiucai immediately exchanged.

Zhang Liang was already rushing back on a horse. When Jiang Feng saw his apprentice coming back, he closed the door of the wine shop and stepped onto the horse. Zhao Xiucai was already at the intersection. Zhang Liang was about to greet him, but found that Jiang Feng was looking at Huifeng Tower and the surrounding houses with nostalgia.

His eyes were full of nostalgia, and Zhang Liang was tactful and did not speak. At this time, the gate of Huifeng Tower opened. Bao Wen looked solemnly and said nothing. He just knelt down on the steps, kowtowed heavily and did not get up. Jiang Feng looked down, laughed a few times, and laughed and scolded:

"Master, I'm not coming back. Why do you do this kind of sissy look? Get up, you still have to do business today!"

Behind Bao Wen, Manager Wei and the shop assistant were also bent down with excitement and knelt down. Jiang Feng's mouth twitched, took the silver notes handed over by Zhao Xiucai, and then shouted at the cart:

"Go away!!"

The convoy began to walk towards the street entrance with the groom's shouts. When he saw Wang Qinian who was also kneeling there at the street entrance, Jiang Feng whispered in a low voice, and then quietly wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands. If the convoy in Nancheng didn't want to show off, he would leave the city at the southwest gate.

The convoy was not moving fast. When he was about to leave the city gate, a horse followed him tightly. Jiang Feng looked back and was stunned. It turned out to be Zhang Liang's father, Zhang Zhen, a hundred households in the brocade. The carriage and horses stopped. Zhang Zhen chased him and looked at the back of Zhang Liang's head.

He scolded:

"What are you doing when you are so fast, the brat goes so fast!"

Then he took down a bag on his back and stuffed it to Zhang Liang, saying:

"This is the clothes your mother gave you, but you have to bring them well. The sea breeze in Yantai, Shandong is heavy in salt, so you need to practice your legs and feet more."

After finishing quickly, he greeted Jiang Feng and turned his head to leave. Jiang Feng was a little stunned, and finally couldn't help asking Zhang Liang and said:

"Didn't your father cut off your relationship with you? Why...?"

"Master, don't you know? The Jinyiwei in Beijing searches homes and takes people every day. They often follow different masters. No one can tell when there will be any future. If there is a father, son and brother meet, and the day when a father, son and brother meet, they will have a document and disconnect from contact earlier, which is also a preparation in advance. Didn't I follow you, Master?"

Jiang Feng coughed a few times. This question made him seem quite ignorant. It would be better not to be ugly. The convoy continued to move forward slowly. Zhang Liang, who was there, groping in the bag for a few times, controlled the horse and handed a ball of paper inside to Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng carefully unfolded the ball of paper and found that there were more than a dozen words neatly written on it:
Chapter completed!