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Chapter 71 Propaganda Poster

Zhuhua never thought that she could make money with dim sum recipes. You should know that she was not a cooker in her previous life. She was very busy at work, so who had time to spend time in the kitchen for stuttering? That is, now, she has the intention to mix fillings and make dim sum soup. She knows some simple ways to cook. After all, she occasionally has the idea of ​​cooking herself, but every time she read the recipe and knows how to make it, she really can't get her time.

The person who came to Chengfu to discuss was Chen Wuniang and the wife of Chen's mother. When Chen Wuniang came to post, she asked someone to pass on a message saying that she had something to discuss with Zhuhua. Zhuhua was wondering what to discuss. Could it be that she was cute and wanted to accept her as her fucking sister? Chen Wuniang took good care of Zhuhua that day. She had eaten so slowly, and she also broke a piece for Zhuhua from time to time. For her eating behavior, Zhuhua could only respond to her thanks for her. Otherwise, what should I do? You can't say that you should eat yourself, I'm so full that I want to vomit.

When Chen Wuniang explained her purpose, Zhuhua naturally wanted to agree. She had not had a job or made money for eight years, and even though she was still a child, she was always a little anxious. However, this was not a trivial matter after all, and she did not agree openly, saying that she wanted to discuss it with Sun. After hearing about this, Sun agreed immediately, but agreed that she would pay half of the money she earned before she was twelve years old and 30% of it after she was twelve, and she would not have to pay it when she got married. Zhuhua agreed without thinking that she made money for the sake of her family. She also wanted to hand over it all, but she thought that she would have to have her own private room to say nothing about it.

This matter was so pleasant to make. The Chen family's manager thought Sun would ask her over and ask a few questions, but Sun didn't even show the noodles. Both parties agreed to go to the snack shop tomorrow to give the prepared mooncakes to the master for the master to taste, and then let the shopkeeper decide how much profit to Zhuhua.

Chen’s mother’s surname is Fang, and her dim sum shop is called Fang Ji Dim sum shop. The shop was opened by Chen’s mother. It’s 20 years old. At the beginning, the business in the store was pretty good. Later, the master who made dim sum shop got sick and changed to a dim sum shop. After that, the business was not salty or light.

As soon as the Cheng family's carriage was parked in front of the door, the shopkeeper came out. Although he was still the shopkeeper after the shop was taken over and then he started other business managers, he liked to open a snack shop in accordance with his heart.

"Hello Miss Cheng San."

"Hello, Shopkeeper Fang."

The wife of the shopkeeper Fang is the manager of Chen’s mother. She also went to Cheng’s house yesterday. She had seen the ceremony on both sides, so the shopkeeper Fang walked into the backyard with Zhuhua. The shopkeeper Fang looked at the black and thin words, "The Cheng family has no background, so how can the lady who is in the deep boudoir look like a wild girl, but her demeanor is not bad."

"The shopkeeper and the master in the shop first try the mooncakes made today to see if they can be sold," Zhuhua said straight to the point.

After all, she was still a child and was a little anxious. Manager Fang thought to herself, but saw her sitting in high spirits and drinking tea and eating snacks. She didn't look anxious. After trying mooncakes with the dim sum chef in the store, Manager Fang nodded with satisfaction.

"Miss Cheng San, the taste of these five mooncakes is indeed unique. Even the five-nut mooncakes are a little better than what we originally sold in our shop. They are not counted as five-nut. If one of the other four mooncakes is sold, we will give the third lady 30% of the net profit. What do you think?"

After receiving the wife's instructions, the shopkeeper Fang was willing to give in to Zhuhua. When Zhuhua heard this, he knew that the other party had not lost to her, so he nodded happily.

"Okay. If I make other delicious snacks in the future, will the shopkeeper Fang also divide it like this?"

Manager Fang thought about it and nodded in agreement, "Subscribe to this."

I think Zhuhua said this because she tasted the sweetness this time. How could other delicious snacks be so easy to make? Fang thought to himself, but he didn't know that Zhuhua had a lot of snack recipes in his mind.

Zhuhua gave them the recipe she wrote yesterday, and by the way, she also told me that the reason why the mooncakes she made was better than other places was that she brushed the egg liquid twice when baking the mooncakes, and the mooncakes she made were also bright in color. The chef tried to make them once, and it tasted better than the one she made before. She signed a contract and stayed in the shop for a few hours before leaving. Before leaving, the shopkeeper Fang also gave her several bags of snacks.

"Yueqiu is coming soon, I hope the business in the shop is booming." Zhuhua said, remembering the things I drew yesterday, so she asked Xia Yun to help her take them. "This is the poster I drew yesterday when I was bored. It can be reduced to a small portion to go to the lively place, or it can be placed in a conspicuous place at the door. I didn't draw well, and the shopkeeper didn't want to use it."

Yesterday, she was so excited that she couldn't sleep because she started working again. She got up in the middle of the night to draw advertising posters for mooncakes. After all, it was already more than August, and no one would buy mooncakes if they didn't promote them. These days, the three sisters began to learn painting from Qinglan. The ink painting of Zhuhua was not very good. Fortunately, she had brush calligraphy and calligraphy and previous life's skills. The fine brushwork was OK, and she didn't dare to draw too well at once. The posters she drew this time were simple and a little closer to the way of drawing comics.

On the painting, Chang'e, a cartoon on the clouds, looked at the world enviously, and drew a moon cake in the middle, with the words "Full moon and Mid-Autumn Festival, and the people and the moon are full", and the words "State Memory, I wish you and the moon are reunited" and "New flavors of moon cakes are freshly released". In order to conceal the words that she cannot go to the table, these words are written more cartoonishly and harmoniously, and the words below are also made with a wave effect.

However, this word is indeed ugly. Zhuhua calmed down now and felt that this painting was a bit unpredictable.

"If Manager Fang wants to use it, please let someone repaint it. I can't even take my calligraphy and paintings." She smiled and got on the carriage before Manager Fang answered.

Manager Fang was still digesting the story of sending Xiaofen's posters that she had just said. When he came back, Zhuhua had left, he didn't go after him. He was busy finding someone to draw Xiaofen's posters. But after the painting, he was not very satisfied. He always felt that these were less interesting than the ones painted by Zhuhua. So Zhuhua thought he could not get on the table and the original poster of the advertising promotion finally appeared at the door of Fangji Dim Sum Shop.

This is a later story, so I won't mention it for now. Let's talk about Zhuhua's departure from the dim sum shop after the carriage left the street where the dim sum shop was located. She got out and took the little flower who had been staying in the carriage and walked on the street. She was so beautiful that she wanted to buy something, but the problem was that she had not obtained the money yet, and the only thing she could spend was the private house she saved. As a person who has always been restrained, she didn't go to any big shop, just checked on the street, and if there were some novel and inexpensive things, she would buy it. Someone was selling candied haws on the street, so she bought a bunch and ate and walked on the street.

Anyway, Madam Wang didn't come with her, she thought proudly, but when she ate the third one, she umbrellaed, then ran to the side of the road and spat a few times.

"Miss, what's wrong?" Qiuyun ran over and asked worriedly.

"Another tooth fell off, and it was stuck with sugar." She opened her mouth and signaled.

Seeing that the blood was still emitting from the place where she lost her teeth, Qiuyun was so scared that she wanted to take her home. Zhuhua picked up Xiaohua helplessly and sighed.

"Oh, why am I so miserable and I want to be an old lady again?" She was about to complain, but suddenly she thought of Xiaohua in her arms, and her tone changed: "Xiaohua, are you fat again? Tell me, how can you grow fat so much? Did the meat I eat grow all over you?"

At this time, she seemed to hear someone laughing. Before she could even look around, her carriage arrived, and she didn't care about it when she got on the carriage.

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