After marrying the rough man Orion, the little peasant girl was spoiled

After stuffing Aunt Zhang with a snack, Jiang Miao and Cheng Huai went to the bun shop.

It's already early in the morning, but there are still many people who come to buy buns.

There are four or five tables in the open space between the two shops, enough for twenty people to sit and eat.

Occasionally, I come for a bowl of tofu flower or soy milk, and when I leave, I might buy a piece of tofu back home.

Without the bun shop in the next street, business has improved a lot.

Lin Wang and Lin Zhi were busy at both ends, Liu Chunying, who was pregnant with a child, stood by and sold tofu, and Li Shui'an brought food and drink to others.

Jiang Miao distributed the cakes she bought to them, and then helped out with Cheng Huai.

Liu Chunying moved a stool out for them to sit on, and asked, "Boss, the inn won't accept tofu in a few days, should we make less in the future?"

"Well, do less in the future, let's do more tomorrow, I'll be useful." Jiang Miao thought for a while.

Tofu can also be used to make fermented bean curd. I have never seen anyone make this thing for dinner. It's a pity that she doesn't make it and sell it.

Hearing what she said, Liu Chunying nodded, "Okay, I'll do more tomorrow."

"Go in and warm yourself by the fire. I'll help you outside." Cheng Huai held her hand, quickly wrapped her collar around her, and led her into the shop.

Jiang Miao smiled with curved eyes, "Master, I'm not cold."

Now that the weather is getting warmer, there is no longer the feeling of shivering from the cold all over the body.

"Hands are still cold, did you wear less clothes today?" Cheng Huai pushed her to sit on the stool, grabbed her hands and rubbed them.

Jiang Miao immediately shook her head: "No, maybe the coat is a bit thin, but it's not cold."

Stretching out his hands to touch the sleeves of her clothes, Cheng Huai got up and said, "I'll go out and call outside if I have something to do."

Thinking that he was going out to help, Jiang Miao nodded, "Okay."

The fire in the stove was still burning, Jiang Miao glanced at the stuffing and dough on the side, washed his hands, wrapped the rest and steamed it in the stove.

After a while, Cheng Huai came in with a light blue cloak on his arm.

"Put it on, and change into a thicker one when you get home." Cheng Huai put the cloak over her body, grabbed her hands and stuffed them into the sleeves.

Jiang Miao's heart was warm, and his eyebrows were bent. When he saw the cyan embroidery wrapped around the edge of the sleeves of excellent fabric, he knew that the cloak was not cheap.

After tightening the belt, the man touched her cheek with his rough hands, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it cold?"

"Well, it's very warm." Jiang Miao lowered her eyes, grabbed his big hand and scratched it, "It's not busy outside, let's go buy vegetable seeds, and buy some molds to make pastries."

Slender white fingers slid across the palm of his hand, Cheng Huai's eyes flickered, and his Adam's apple rolled, "Okay."

He greeted them and was about to go shopping when Wan Qilin came running.

"Jianggu..." Wan Qilin paused for a moment, then quickly changed his words, and shouted with a smile, "Miss Cheng."

In the past, Jiang Miao was still dressed like a girl, and Wan Qilin was used to it. Now that she went to eat someone's wedding wine, she should naturally change her name.

Jiang Miao didn't mind, she just yelled whatever she wanted.

She looked at Wan Qilin, and asked in a gentle voice, "What's the matter, brother Wan, in such a hurry?"

"It's something, I wonder if it's convenient for you?" Wan Qilin nodded without hesitation, and got straight to the point.

Jiang Miao looked up at Cheng Huai, "Sir, shall we go shopping later?"

"En." Cheng Huai cast his eyes on Wan Qilin, his voice was indifferent and low, "Let's talk in the shop."

Wan Qilin's gaze quickly swept over the customers who were eating nearby, and soon followed them into the shop.

Cheng Huai gave him a stool to sit on, and then led Jiang Miao to sit across from him.

The man has broad shoulders and a strong body, even if he doesn't say a word, he is extremely majestic. Sitting opposite him seems to be pressing down on a mountain.

It was the first time for Wan Qilin to sit face to face with them and discuss business with them. After calming down a little, he looked at Jiang Miao.

He knew that Jiang Miao was in charge of all business matters, so he didn't hide it, and directly explained the reason for his visit this time.

He wants to cooperate.

Together with Baozipu and Tofufang.

He really watched Jiang Miao's business day by day. From the beginning, he only sold a bun. The business was good, but if the business is so good every day, it is really amazing.

It is not difficult to make a big business, but it is difficult to make it stable.

He also tasted her steamed stuffed buns, and they were even better than the ones he had eaten before, but the ones made by the back chef of the inn lacked a trace of flavor.

Many of the guests in the inn came to Jiang Miao's place to eat.

Although his inn business is good, there are still several inns in the town, and the competition is not small.

If his family is a little bit bad, the business may be taken away.

In this world, it is difficult to do business, but it is even more difficult if you don't order something brilliant.

After Jiang Miao heard him finish, he hesitated for a while before saying: "Brother Xiaowan means that the steamed stuffed buns from your side will come from my side, right?"

"Yes, there is also tofu flower and soy milk. We will charge whatever price you pay here." Wan Qilin turned serious.

It was impossible for him to directly ask for the recipe of the steamed stuffed bun. This was Jiang Miao's own business.

Every line has its secret recipe, so of course they won't give them ways to make money.

The most important thing for him now is not to be compared to his opponents, and retaining talents is the last word.

Jiang Miao thought for a while, and felt that the business was good, but she still asked first, "How many buns does Little Wan brother need every day?"

"When there are many, two or three hundred are needed, and when there are few, it may be dozens." Wan Qilin couldn't give a definite number.

Jiang Miao lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment. Dozens or hundreds are neither too many nor too few, but it might be difficult for Lin Wang to run at both ends.

With just two people looking after the bun shop, it would be easy to mess up if there were too many things.

Seeing her hesitation, Wan Qilin's face was calm, but his heart was a little anxious, "Does Miss Cheng have any concerns?"

"I can give you the prescription directly." Jiang Miao raised her head and said.

Wan Qilin was stunned.

"But I will share [-]% of the money earned by Baozi." Jiang Miao continued.

Wan Qilin came back to his senses, paused his gaze, and instantly understood what Jiang Miao meant, that he planned to take a share of the pie directly.

Cheng Huai looked down at Jiang Miao, his eyes dimmed, and he clenched her hand slightly.

Jiang Miao scratched his palm, raised her head and continued to say to Wan Qilin, "Second boss can discuss it with big boss. The prescription is for you, and I can relax."

"Ms. Cheng is... outspoken." Wan Qilin laughed.

Talking about business is talking about business, and suddenly became the second owner, and the money is not ambiguous at all, [-]% of the opening.

He is only [-]% as a second boss, and he has to bring out a share to pay the guys.

Jiang Miao raised her eyebrows slightly, and curved her lips into a smile: "You don't need to go around doing business with Brother Xiaowan. If we cooperate, only your inn has the recipe for making steamed buns." She thought for a while and said, "I'll send it to you next time." Brother Xiao Wan has a recipe."

A little uncomfortable, the next chapter will be posted during the day