"Wu Dalang's cooking cakes are mainly sold to two restaurants in the east and north of the city. As long as a high-ranking official says hello to the two shopkeepers of the restaurant, he will not be able to sell the cakes. When he has no rice to cook,
Naturally, he will kneel on the ground and beg me!"
Wang Po's face was full of joy, as if she had a winning ticket.
"When the time comes, I promise to let the high official and the young lady sleep together and fly together beautifully!"
The smile on Ximen Qing's face was vulgar and dirty: "If that's the case, then there will be Lao Ganniang."
Wu Zhijia.
After Wang Po left, Pan Jinlian looked at Wu Zhi anxiously.
"Madam, what's wrong?"
Pan Jinlian asked in a low voice: "Dalang, are you annoyed that the slave family will take over the work of your godmother?"
Wu Zhi laughed: "Madam, you are my treasure. I hold it in my hand for fear of falling, and hold it in my mouth for fear of melting. It's too late to hurt you, so how can I annoy you?"
Wu Zhi held Pan Jinlian's hand and said seriously: "Don't worry, madam, from now on, I will definitely give you a rich life, and I will make you the happiest person in the world."
Pan Jinlian had never heard such shameless words of love as Wu Zhi's. Her delicate face turned red all of a sudden, her eyes fluttered, her lips curled up, and the red clouds spread all over her face. She looked absolutely gorgeous.
The couple worked hard for most of the day and made several baskets of cakes.
Pan Jinlian's worry suddenly arose: "How can we sell so many cakes?"
At just the right moment, a man's voice came from the yard.
Pan Jinlian glanced towards the yard and was so frightened that she hid behind Wu Zhi. She saw that the scoundrels who were beaten by Wu Zhi in the morning were all here!
Wu Zhi smiled and comforted Pan Jinlian, took some freshly baked cakes and walked to the yard.
When these scoundrels saw Wu Zhi, they immediately nodded and bowed.
They were frightened by Wu Zhi this morning. When Wu Zhi took action, he was so cruel!
"Brother!"
"Brother!"
This gang of scoundrels was often beaten by others, but in front of those young masters from aristocratic families, they were just animals. They could be beaten and scolded as much as they wanted!
No one has ever beaten someone like Wu Zhi and paid for the medical expenses. This made them burst into tears of gratitude, because Wu Zhi's action treated them as human beings!
Wu Zhi smiled slightly and divided each of the scallion pancakes into pieces.
"Wow, it smells so good!"
"Brother! This cake is so delicious!"
Wu Zhi asked several people: "Do you want to get rich?"
A few scoundrels nodded hurriedly while eating cakes.
The leader was named Bai Sheng, and he nodded repeatedly: "Brother! Who doesn't want to get rich?"
"You take these cakes and sell them. Each cake is priced at 50 cents. For every cake sold, I will give you 5 cents."
Bai Sheng and others looked at each other, looking at Wu Zhi in disbelief.
"Brother, is it true?"
"Aren't you afraid that we might run away with these loaves?"
Wu Zhi looked at Bai Sheng and patted his shoulder: "Although you brothers may seem indifferent, I know that you are all gentlemen. As long as you are a man, who wants to be looked down upon? Who wants to do nothing every day?
Being stepped on like shit and cow dung?"
"Today you actually called me big brother, that's my brother! I, Wu Zhi, have no other abilities, but I will never doubt my brother!"
As soon as these words came out, the scoundrels straightened their backs and raised their heads high, as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Their eyes were burning with blazing fire!
Even their own family members don't take these scoundrels like Bai Sheng seriously, let alone others.
Inspired by Wu Zhi's words, everyone beat their chests loudly.
"Brother, don't worry! The brothers will definitely sell all these cakes!"
Soon, Wu Zhi distributed all the baked cakes. These scoundrels ran out happily and with high morale, carrying their burdens. It seemed that they were not going to sell cakes, but to do something earth-shattering.
big things.
Pan Jinlian came over and asked Wu Zhi in a low voice: "Da Lang, they won't really steal the cake, right?"
Wu Zhi habitually took Pan Jinlian's delicate and tender hand and said while stroking it: "My wife, just watch, my husband will never look at the wrong person."
With such a confident smile, Pan Jinlian felt happier the more she looked at it.
She found that her man was becoming more and more handsome, but he was becoming more and more lustful and bold.
But somehow, she didn't reject it in her heart. Instead, she was a little...well, a little happy.
The work efficiency of Bai Sheng's group of people exceeded Wu Zhi's expectations.
Less than an hour later, everyone came back carrying empty baskets.
When they poured the oil-covered copper plates on Wu Zhi's table, Pan Jinlian covered her sexy mouth with her hands in surprise. She had never seen so much money!
"Brother, if you need us in the future, just give us a shout and we will be there when you call!"
After saying that, Bai Sheng and a group of people were about to leave happily. However, Wu Zhi, who had been prepared, directly threw a handful of money to Bai Sheng.
Bai Sheng grabbed the heavy 1,000 coins in his hand, and his lips were trembling! Originally, he didn't plan to take the money for this job, and just regarded it as running an errand for his elder brother, but he didn't expect that Wu Zhi actually kept his promise.
!
"Brother, this...this money is too much!"
Ever since they were young, people like Bai Sheng have never seen a lot of money. They usually have thirty or fifty copper coins in their pockets, which is a lot of money!
"A man must stand upright and make promises worth a thousand pieces of gold!"
"I promise you as much as you want, and since you call me big brother, you are your brother. From now on, if you have any difficulties at home, feel free to come to me!"
Wu Zhi's voice echoed in the ears of everyone in the room.
Bai Sheng's eyes filled with excitement: "Brother! From now on, all the brothers will listen to you!"
Wu Zhi smiled slightly, gave Bai Sheng a few hundred more coins, and whispered a few words in his ear.
Bai Sheng nodded repeatedly and left in a hurry with a few people.
Wu Zhi turned around and found Pan Jinlian looking at the small mountain of copper coins on the table in shock.
On weekdays, the cooking cakes that Wu Zhi sells cost ten cents each. When Wu Zhi priced these cakes at 50 cents just now, Pan Jinlian was worried that none of them would be sold, but she didn't expect that they would be sold out so quickly!
Wu Zhi seemed to have not seen the coins on the table at all, and turned around to go to his backyard.
Pan Jinlian saw it and said quickly: "Official, won't you collect the money?"
Wu Zhi stopped, turned to look at Pan Jinlian and smiled: "Madam, shouldn't you keep the money?"
"In charge of the slave family?" Pan Jinlian was stunned.