[Pride and Prejudice] Lady Makes Money

After seeing off the guests, Mr. Gardiner was still immersed in excitement.

He even asked Manli for today's purchase list, and did the cost calculation himself.

The more I counted, the more pleasantly surprised I was, and in the end I sat alone in the study and laughed loudly.

A good businessman always moves quickly.

In just one day, he selected several clean and strong young servants from his shop, and asked them to come and learn.

I am going to select two more talented chefs from among them to work as chefs in fast food restaurants.

Of course, Mr. Gardiner was not so excited that he lost his mind.

For example, he firmly refused to allow Manli to show up.

Not only was she not allowed to train chefs herself, she was even not allowed to meet those people.

Just let her teach the cook at home, and the cook will teach the servants.

Man Li felt helpless towards Mr. Gardiner's almost paranoid stubbornness.

But at the same time, he could only obediently obey.

She knew that uncle did this to take care of the reputation of their sisters.

Let a novice teach a group of novices...

This is really a bit troublesome.

So for a long time, Manli was busy with training every day, and she even pushed back the restaurant appointment that she promised Mr. Jean.

In contrast to her, Jane went out several times at the invitation of Mrs. Horst, and even met several ladies in London and became friends.

This kind of life lasted for almost a month, until the first snow fell in the city of London.

Wrapping the blanket around her body tightly again, Manli stood up and threw a few sticks of firewood into the fireplace.

Seeing the firewood being lit and making crackling sounds, and feeling that the temperature in the room had finally risen a bit, she returned to the soft chair and sat down again.

It was too cold.

It was only at this time that she would think of her future home.

Think about air conditioners, electric heaters, water heaters...

Looking at the snowflakes swirling and falling down from the window by the north wind, Manli sighed silently, and could only comfort herself: "In this weather, the business of fast food restaurants must be better, right?"

The fast food restaurant has been open for almost ten days and is slowly being accepted by the people around it.

Although Manli and the others haven't visited it yet, they know from their uncle that the business has been booming.

It is said that the owners of several shops on that street have begun to provide meals in fast food restaurants, paying enough for a month's meals at a time.

Then every day, the small workers in the store will deliver a meal to them on time for free.

Rain or shine.

In this way, they can have hot meals without leaving home.

And those odd jobs in the shop are naturally reluctant to spend so much money.

They, even passers-by who occasionally pass by here, are more willing to enter the store, lean against the fire, smell the aroma, order a hot soup and rice, and eat it on the spot to warm their bodies.

Uncle has been muttering at home every day these days that the store is too small and there are not enough tables and chairs.

Obviously tasted the sweetness.

"What are you thinking, so fascinated? Did you hear what I said?" Jane couldn't help raising her volume.

"Ah, what did you say?"

Hearing the eldest sister's voice, Man Li was stunned for a moment before asking back.

"I said, Mrs. Horst is going to have a dance at home next week, and she specifically confessed that I must invite you to the party, and said that as long as you agree, I will come to your door and post a post for you immediately. The fast food restaurant is also busy. Now, don’t you just stay at home every day and never go out, okay? My mother wrote a letter that day and complained about my uncle, saying that she asked you to come here to relax, not to work for him, so I’m so unhappy.”

Manli smiled when she heard this.

Only my mother can say this kind of thing, right?

That is, relying on the fact that my uncle is her own younger brother, he won't argue with her, otherwise, when someone sees such a letter, they won't be able to vomit out a mouthful of old blood? !

You know, uncle really didn't lose their benefits.

On the night the fast food restaurant opened, the Gardiners called the Manley sisters together to talk to them about profit sharing.

Mr. Gardiner offered to split the bill with them fifty-fifty, half for himself, and the other half for their sisters as a dowry.

Before Manli could speak, Jane refused on the spot.

Jane said that the business of the fast food restaurant was started by Manli and her uncle, and had nothing to do with her.No matter how they divide, they will not participate.

At the same time, she can also make decisions for several other younger sisters, and she will not take a penny in it.

There is no reason to sit back and reap the rewards without exerting any effort, even if it is one's own sisters.

Mr. Gardiner was taken aback by Jane's words, and remained silent for a long time.

Obviously, he never thought that his eldest niece would be so stubborn.

But Manli had a normal expression, she knew at a glance that her sister's behavior was expected by her.

Without waiting for her uncle to persuade her, Manli spoke first: "Uncle, aunt, when I said that I would open a fast food restaurant, I didn't think about sharing it. I just mentioned it in passing. But now..."

Seeing that Mr. Gardiner frowned and was about to speak again, Man Li shrugged with a smile: "If I say no, I guess you two won't be able to sleep tonight."

Only then did Mr. Gardiner's expression soften.

"but,"

Manli changed the topic: "There is no need to give me cash."

"I just came up with some ideas, and then I handed over to the cook to cook a few dishes, and my uncle took care of everything else. This matter takes [-]% of the profit... Uncle, your money didn't come from the wind, Even if you love your niece, you can't do this."

"Also, if my father finds out about this matter, I guess I'll have to make a carriage with you until my legs grow well. Even if you pity my father's legs, you can't divide them like this."

Hearing what Manli said, Mr. Gardiner immediately thought of his stubborn brother-in-law.

He knew that his niece was telling the truth, and if his brother-in-law felt that something was inappropriate, he really dared to drag a leg that hadn't grown up here to be honest with himself.

The thought of that scene gave Mr. Gardiner a headache.

"Then what do you mean?" he asked rhetorically.

Manli obviously had a plan in mind.

"The soy sauce used in the fast food restaurant must be bought from our family, needless to say. I want my uncle to promise me that no matter how many restaurants you open in the future, you must promise that as long as it is produced in our Bennet Manor, They all come from us. Including soy sauce, and various pickles, dried vegetables, ingredients, etc. that we will launch later. Also, your grocery store has to reserve a place for my bath gift bag."

"Pickles, dried vegetables?"

"Yes. It will be launched slowly after spring. At that time, I will also write a suitable recipe and send it to you."

Manli had already thought of these things when Mr. Gardiner decided to open a fast food restaurant.

There is a small hill behind her house now, and the new manor has a large piece of mountain land.There are a lot of wild vegetables and mushrooms in these places. If you plant some more artificially, whether it is dried in the sun or processed into various pickles and kimchi for meals, as long as there is a market, it will be a great fortune.

The profit in this is not necessarily less than that of opening a restaurant.

As for her uncle's grocery store, Manli has been thinking about it for a long time.

Go back and find a carpenter with better carving skills, make more molds, and then develop some goat milk soap, flower soap, isn't that a simple matter?

At that time, the packaging should be more beautiful, and it will be placed together with her bath lotion, bath salts, etc. in the grocery store, where high-end products are displayed, and it will not worry about not being able to sell them.

Thinking of this, Manli was so excited that she couldn't sit still, she just wished she could go home right away.

Mr. Gardiner, on the other hand, took her words very seriously.

"How could I enter from someone else's house with what I have? You didn't say anything."

He glared at Manli: "If you don't put the things you make in my shop for sale, are you planning to take advantage of others? Don't even think about it!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hands impatiently at his nieces: "Stop talking nonsense, you get four and I get six, so it's settled. The [-]% is not for nothing, Jane, you have to help I supervised Manli and asked her to come up with a few new dishes for me every season. If it doesn’t sell well, I won’t find her, but you.”

As he spoke, he nodded at Jane with his hand.

It was obvious that he didn't want to burden her psychologically.

"Oh, what are you thinking? Tell me whether you will go to the dance or not. I still have to reply!"

Seeing Manli's absent-minded look, Jane became anxious, and rarely spoke loudly to her.

Manli came back to her senses, stared at her sister for a while, and suddenly laughed: "Sister, have you and Mr. Bingley gotten closer?"

Jane: "... What nonsense are you talking about?!"

She stared at Manli with wide eyes, trying hard to look fierce, but the rosy cheeks betrayed her mood.

In fact, Manli had long noticed that her sister's attitude towards Mr. Bingley had changed.

Otherwise, with her temperament, how could she be willing to go out to the banquet alone without her company?

And it's not just going out once or twice.

Mr. Bingley had actually been here several times during this period, sometimes by himself, sometimes with Mr. Jean.

As soon as I arrived, I hid in the corner with my sister, and the two of them talked softly and didn't know what to say?

But from the stickiness, even a fool can see that they are inseparable.

"Did you agree to Mr. Bingley's proposal?" Mary asked again.

"Not yet." Jane shook her head.

"Why?" Manli was really surprised this time.

"Mr. Bingley never proposed to you again?"

Manli thought about the original text, and although she thought it was impossible, she still asked.

"Please, after we came here, they proposed to me when they came to the door for the first time, but I didn't agree. He asked again a few days ago, but I still didn't agree. "