After being crossed, I have reached the pinnacle of my life

On the second day of the Autumn Harvest Festival, Jiang Zhou got up very early, thinking that Wen Yan might not be going to Sanshui Lane at this time, so he went to the market with the things he wanted to sell.

Before the things were opened, there was a repeat customer who bought something the day before and thought it was good, waiting in front of the stall for him to open the stall. Jiang Zhou was embarrassed to make them wait too long, so he speeded up.

When he set up the stall and was about to start selling, the queue in front was disrupted. Two servants he had seen pushed through the crowd and squeezed in, clamoring that they had made today's egg cakes.

Most of the people in the town are simple and honest, they have never seen such a domineering person, and they were shocked for a moment.

Jiang Zhou raised his eyebrows.

The two servants pushed away the crowd, glanced around the set up table, and were overjoyed in their hearts. They sighed secretly that the task was completed this time, and looked up at the boss in the next second, and the smile on their faces disappeared instantly. The two lost their voices: "Why are you?!"

Jiang Zhou was still smiling: "If you want to buy something, go to the back and line up."

One of the servants wanted to refute in an instant, but was stopped by the other: "You idiot, what if he doesn't sell it to us? The young master is clamoring to eat this, and if we can't buy it back, we will be scolded again!"

The man thought about it carefully, and felt that what he said was right, so he turned despondently to the back line.

Jiang Zhou clapped his hands when he saw that no one had jumped in line: "The number of pastries is limited, and each person is limited to five yuan. Are there too many?"

There were many people who came to buy, but most of them disappeared after a while.

The first two servants stood on tiptoe and watched for a long time. Seeing that the cakes were getting less and less, they became anxious and shouted: "Save some! Save some!"

However, no matter how much they yelled, those pastries were decreasing one by one. When it was their turn, there was only one pastry left on the table, and there was one person in front of them.

It was a scholar, wearing old washed white clothes, standing hesitantly in front of the stall.

Jiang Zhou treated everyone equally: "There's only one piece of mung bean cake left, how about more?"

Just as the scholar was about to speak, the two servants held him back, turned their backs to Jiang Zhou, and said to the scholar, "Give us your pastry, and we will give you double the price, okay?"

The scholar hesitated, but the servant saw him shaken, looked at each other, and immediately said: "Three times, no more."

"make a deal!"

The scholar immediately agreed, and Jiang Zhou didn't say anything, just wrapped the pastry and handed it to them.

The two servants walked away carrying them, and ran into Lu Dalang who came to visit.

Lu Dalang sized them up carefully, walked to Jiang Zhou's booth and said, "I think those two look familiar."

"Maybe it's from a newly moved family from a rich family. I ran into the young master of their family yesterday."

Lu Dalang wondered: "Recently, no big family has moved into the town."

Jiang Zhou shook his head and said he didn't know.

Lu Dalang put it aside first, and said to him: "I've considered what you told me last night, and it's feasible. I just went to see the owner of the teahouse, and he said let's go over and talk about it."

What he said was what Jiang Zhou thought of after seeing the depression of the teahouse yesterday.

There are not many people in the town who really drink tea seriously. The teahouse is already a loss-making business. I heard that the teahouse has been open for many years, and it has been half-dead. The boss is thinking about whether to give up. Yes, it’s just that this teahouse was passed down from generation to generation by his grandparents. It is said that it can be traced back to the war-torn period.

The two walked and chatted, but after a while they arrived at a teahouse, which was called Fengtai Teahouse, and the owner of this generation was no longer called Fengtai, but his surname was Lu, and his name was Lu Dexing.

Lu Dexing had already been waiting at the door of the teahouse.The teahouse was not open today, so the door was only half opened. Lu Dexing led the two of them around the teahouse first, talking about his sufferings during the process.

In fact, Lu Dexing has basically given up his mind at this time, and is ready to find an opportunity to transfer the teahouse, but he has not been able to find a suitable candidate, so it has been delayed until now. Today, he heard Lu Dalang say that the teahouse is still saved, so he just hugged it and gave it a try. Thoughts, just do a dying struggle, no matter how inappropriate this time is, he will transfer this teahouse out even if he loses some money.

Jiang Zhou followed him to look at the place. Last time he only saw the general layout, but this time he was going to take a good look.

It can be seen that this teahouse used to be glorious. The teahouse is divided into upper and lower floors. There is a counter for shopkeepers in the lobby downstairs. There is a small door leading to the backyard. Jiang Zhou opened the curtain and took a look. In the tea room, there are more than a dozen large and small tea drawers drying in the open space next to it, with tea and tea cakes in it, and an extremely deep well.

The handrail of the stairs leading to the private room on the second floor was probably carved in the past, but it has been damaged a lot since it was passed down from generation to generation. The paint surface is mottled, revealing the color of the logs inside.

The scenery in the private room is not bad. When you look out from the window sill, you can see half of the meandering river and several villages on the bank. If you look in this direction, you will see the lively crowd below. And the market, both dynamic and quiet, excellent.

Lu Dexing was already impatient. Seeing that Jiang Zhou just looked at him but didn't speak, he felt even more anxious, so he asked: "Lu Dalang once told me that you have a way to bring my teahouse back to life, but is it true?"

After Jiang Zhou finished watching, he didn't hold back, and said directly: "I have a way."

Lu Dexing was overjoyed: "As long as my teahouse can be brought back to life, no matter what the conditions are, I will definitely be satisfied!"

He looked at Jiang Zhou with a confident look, then looked at his dilapidated teahouse, and gritted his teeth: "If you can follow what you said, how many times can my teahouse's income be doubled, and I will share you two out of the profit?" Cheng—no, you will share [-]%!"

He gestured with three fingers, his eyes sparkled, as if he had seen the last hope—anyway, no matter how bad it is, it would be the result of bankruptcy, at worst, it would be a last gamble, what if it would happen?He had heard of Jiang Zhou's nickname last year, but he didn't care much about it. He made money and lost money in business, not to mention that there was Lu Dalang as a guarantee this time?

Jiang Zhou and Lu Dalang looked at each other, and they didn't hold back anymore, and put forward their plans——

"The reason why your teahouse can't make ends meet now is that the target audience is wrong. People in our town only go to those small tea stalls to drink tea. What's the reason? The tea they use is the crudest, and the cost is already high. It’s not high, and the final price is affordable by ordinary people, but the tea leaves in your teahouse are finer and have been processed, so the cost has gone up, and the price can’t come down.”

"Secondly, the things in your teahouse are too simple. The tea is expensive, and the rest of the snacks that go with the tea are only things like peanuts. Firstly, the combination of the two is not good, and secondly, these things are expensive. The profits earned are also small, which is not appropriate.”

Why doesn't Lu Dexing know these reasons?It's just that he has been a little bit reluctant.

Jiang Zhou smiled: "Since you can't make a choice, why don't we change our minds and find a way to satisfy both of them."

"How satisfied?"

Jiang Zhou stuck to his ear: "You are like this...then..."

After hearing this, Lu Dexing clapped his hands: "Okay, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor! I'll try it!"

The author has something to say: Make money to raise a wife

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