When Ya'er came to the Song family for the first time, she seemed cautious and excited.

After riding in the donkey cart for nearly two hours, I didn't feel tired. As soon as I got off the donkey cart, I got into the kitchen to work, completely treating myself as a slave of the Song family.

Zhang Xiaomei felt pity for this helpless girl who was about the same age as her granddaughters. Naturally, she would not let her prepare dinner for the whole family by herself, so she sent her to play with Song Xixi in the yard.

Ya'er refused to leave as if there were nails in her heels. Huang Chunlan smiled and took her hand and said: "You are about the same height as Qingqing. I made new clothes for her a while ago, so I also made one for you.

Come over here and try to see if it fits."

Ya'er was surprised and happy. She was so happy that she didn't know what to say: "Here, did you do it for the slave?"

Huang Qiuyun nodded: "Wear new clothes in the New Year, everyone in the family has them, how can we miss you."

Ya'er's eyes were red and she tried not to cry: "Hey, slave, thank you second wife."

Huang Qiuyun was skillful and made clothes for the girls at home based on the latest styles in the city, and the same was true for Ya'er.

Ya'er has a slender figure and fair skin. She is particularly beautiful in her new goose-yellow clothes. When she comes to Song Xixi's brothers and sisters, no one can say anything bad about her appearance.

Song Niannian was so greedy that she grabbed Huang Qiuyun's arm and shouted: "Second Aunt is partial. The clothes she made for Ya'er are so beautiful. I also want an identical set!"

His brother Song Qingshan ruthlessly complained: "You have a yellow face and wearing such colorful clothes are as out of place as an old cucumber wearing green paint."

When Song Niannian heard this, he was so angry that his scalp almost exploded: "Brother, you are so bad. Have you ever said that about your sister?"

Song Qingshan patted her head and said seriously: "Brother is teaching you what normal aesthetics is. It's not a bad thing if we use our strengths and avoid weaknesses."

Song Niannian was completely annoyed with him. She swatted his hand away and ran to Song Xixi to act coquettishly: "Little sister, big brother is bullying me. Please help me deal with him!"

Song Xixi refused to get involved in the dispute between the brother and sister, and said to the shy and blushing Ya'er: "I have found a master chef with good cooking skills for you, and I will take you there to meet him after the Chinese New Year. If you don't have any objections, just

Now I can officially become a disciple."

This master chef was recommended by Qiu Baotou, a distant cousin of his, who now works in a large restaurant.

Originally, he didn't want to accept a female apprentice, but he was willing to give Song Xixi some face and teach Ya'er her cooking skills.

Ya'er's eyes widened in surprise, and she said without hesitation: "The person chosen by the girl is naturally good, and I have no objection to it!"

She hadn't seen the girl make any arrangements before. She thought the girl was too busy and had forgotten about it. She was planning to go to various restaurants after the new year to see if there were any master chefs willing to accept her as an apprentice.

Unexpectedly, the girl kept remembering this incident and helped her find the right person. She must learn cooking skills from the master chef and cook delicious food for the girl in the future, and never embarrass the girl.

Seeing that Ya'er was so enthusiastic about learning to cook, Song Xixi said sternly: "You are the one learning to cook. This master wants you to be satisfied."

Ya'er was extremely moved: "Well, I know this!"

There was no spare room in the Song family, so Ya'er temporarily stayed at Niu's house.

On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, all franchise store owners except Zhao Minglang gathered at the Song family and presented 40% of their respective stores' profits for the year.

This year, the business of the more than 40 franchise stores is good, and the two most profitable ones are the two owned by Zhao Mingliang in Fucheng, with a yearly net profit of up to 500 taels.

The remaining small shops in the county or town have a maximum of 130 taels and a minimum of 80 taels. After deducting the 40% profit to be distributed to the Song family, the net income falls into their hands.

It’s also very impressive.

No, several families have torn down their old adobe houses and built large houses with blue bricks and tiles, becoming famous and wealthy families in the village or on the street.

After checking the accounts and banknotes to make sure there were no mistakes, Song Cai asked about the operating conditions and problems of each shop, and brainstormed solutions to come up with them.

Finally, a man named Liu hesitated and said: "The shop next door to me has changed a tenant. This tenant is a regular customer of my shop. He cleared the debris in the shop years ago and secretly purchased a large stone grinding vat.

These items, I see, are all used for making tofu..."

When the people present heard this, they immediately became alert.

Song Cai asked: "Xiao Liu, are you sure you read it correctly?"

Xiao Liu affirmed: "My old man saw it with his own eyes, so he can't be wrong!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion in the room:

"What's going on? It's not like there's only one bean product shop in every place. Where did the shop next door to Xiao Liu come from?"

"This business is so easy to do. It's a bit tiring but I make a lot of money. It's not surprising that I'm being targeted. But there are so many houses in a town or a county. How can you make money with so many bean product shops!"

"Did Xiao Liu accidentally reveal the secret recipe and let others know about it, so he was ready to open a competition ring with him?"

Having said this, the suspicious eyes of some franchise store owners fell on the Song family.

When Zhou Taohua saw it, she was the first to jump out and defend the Song family: "The contract between us and the Song family is written in black and white. Besides, you also know that there are only so many customers. If there are ten or eight more shops in one place, everyone will have to pay for it."

If your own shop wants to survive, you will have to cut prices and close down the rival shop. If you do this, you will get less profit, and the Song family will naturally get less money. Would you have done such a thankless thing?"

Yang Cuilian, Fang Xiaocui and others all supported: "No one is a fool. How many people can dig their own graves? Do you think you will bite your hand if you have too much money?"

After they talked like a firecracker, the shopkeepers who suspected the Song family gradually gave up their suspicions, and their eyes fell on Xiao Liu again: "Since I am your guest, I am afraid that you accidentally leaked the secret recipe of soy products.

stop?"

Xiao Liu was so anxious that he repeatedly complained: "Ever since I started doing business in Panxia Shop, I have even given up drinking for fear of being drunk and tricked. How could I tell outsiders the secret recipe?"

Upon hearing this, the shopkeepers looked at the Song family expectantly: "If the secret recipe is really leaked, there will be a second one and a third one soon, and it will be difficult for us to do business by then.

Already."

The Song family all looked at Song Cai. After all, this business was in Song Cai's hands, and they must come up with regulations to deal with it.

Song Cai was relatively calm and said to the shopkeepers: "It is not difficult to make soy products. The key to making the bean juice solidify is the white tiger. As long as people who are interested keep an eye on your movements and notice that you buy white tigers in large quantities, sooner or later they will know the purpose of the white tigers."

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Chapter completed!