Datang broom star

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This house is so ugly, he must be joking...not laughing, but he must be laughing in his heart.

Open the door and go in, but the inside is surprisingly good.

At first glance, the furniture is made of precious wood, and those decorations are also worth a lot.

"Go to the kitchen."

Li Jiao took off the 羃??, and that charming face was revealed.

"Going out in the future... I suggest you find something to wipe your face, it's best if it's dusty."

Jia Pingan said casually, and then went to the kitchen.

Dahong's skill in making fire is good, and Jia Ping'an then taught Li Jiao a few dishes.

"It's all good for dinner."

Li Jiao was puzzled.

"Just learn it."

Jia Pingan clapped his hands, "I'm going back first, and I'll teach you a few dishes tomorrow."

It's not that he brags, if he wants, he can become a rich man wherever he goes.

On the second day, Jia Pingan came again...

"Mr. Wuyang, don't you need to go to the Yamen?"

Li Jiao felt very strange, thinking that this is a minister of the Ministry of War after all, a proper important minister, why is he so idle every day?

"I don't go to the office."

Jia Pingan taught her a few more dishes today.

At noon, the three of them had a meal with the dishes they practiced frying.

"good to eat."

Dahong's mouth was full of greasy food.

Huoshui eats delicately, chewing slowly.

Jia Ping'an ate very unrestrainedly, and the wind swept away.

Li Jiao looked at him with a frown, thinking that you are a duke, or an important minister...how come you are so unreserved?

There was emotion in her eyes, Jia Pingan saw it and said lightly: "People are alive, and all reservations are fake. On the basis of not affecting others, what's the matter with me eating so heartily? I think Comfortable."

Rude!

Li Jiao added a label to Master Jia.

After eating, Jia Pingan felt that this matter should be over.

"I thought of a way for you."

Li Jiao quickly gave Dahong a wink.

Remember it for me!

"You go out from here to the West Market. There are countless merchants in the West Market, and even more customers. What do you say is the easiest way to make money?"

Li Jiao shook her head.

She's only been out of her pampered state for a few years, and she's been doing well, so she hasn't thought about doing business at all.

"The basic necessities of life are the most secure. There are so many people in West Market every day, how many people need to eat?"

Dahong was a little puzzled, "Mr. Wuyang, there is a couple in Xishi who are also making this, Yang Da and Zhang's, the food is so cheap, we may not be able to compete."

"Do you understand differentiated competition?"

Jia Pingan felt that these two women were too innocent, "They sell their cheap meals, and you sell yours... Do you think these dishes can be sold cheaply? There are meat and big oil."

Li Jiao shook her head, "It can't be cheap."

The cost is not low, cheap is asking for a dead end.

"Then what are you worried about? Just do it. By the way, the West Market is too big, and those merchants can't squat at your stall to eat. You go to order a batch of big bowls with ears... like this, make two bowls on both sides. An ear that can pass through a rope, do you understand? In the end, you have to ask a few men and women to help, otherwise you... will probably die of exhaustion."

Jia Ping left, Li Jiao thought for a long time, got up and said, "Go and order a big bowl."

It is impossible to invite people to customize a large bowl.

"I don't even know if the business is good or not! If it's not good, wouldn't the people here eat and drink for nothing?"

Dahong muttered, this was also Li Jiao's idea.

Cooking all day, constantly proficient.

At night, Li Jiao lay on the bed, feeling back pain.

She stared blankly at the void, a mess in her mind.

"What am I still alive for?"

"Aniang is gone, and that old thief is dead, so I should go with Aniang..."

She got up and took out a painting.

The painting is of a woman... a charming woman.

"Auntie."

Li Jiao blinked her eyes.

Under the moonlight, the woman in the painting is smiling.

Li Jiao gently put her face on the portrait.

Jia Pingan wanted to inspect Li Jiao's fast food business, but Ren Yaxiang fell ill.Wu Kui should be excited with a lot of affairs in the Ministry of War, but he has a bitter face.

"Mr. Wuyang, there is too much backlog."

Jia Pingan looked at him and wanted to say that it had nothing to do with me, but looking at his pitiful appearance, that's all.

Wu Kui returned to his duty room, and his confidants laughed and said: "Mr. Wuyang has never dealt with the affairs of the Ministry of War. I'm afraid this will make a joke. But it's good to make a joke, just let everyone see his Fineness."