upon her father for help, carrying a small basket and then sat on her father's shoulders to go to the orchard.At this time, the fruit had just been sun-baked, slightly red, half ripe and unripe, the...Jia Yin was not a stingy person. He directly ordered the servant to go to Xianke Lai and set up a table of wine and food for Peng Zhuangui, Chen Xi, and all the people in the shop. It was considered a celebration for opening day.

As for the end of the month, there will definitely be rewards in addition to wages.

To have a generous master is the fortune of all servants.

From the shopkeeper Peng to the young lads, everyone was overjoyed and responded with glee. They were so happy they couldn't stop smiling.

As the family was about to head out, Lord Hou and Mr. Wen happened to arrive together.

It turns out they were also thinking of Jia Yin's shop opening today, so they came to have a look.

Having heard that all the goods in the shop had been sold, and seeing Fatty's smug little expression, both the Marquis and Mr. Wen were delighted. They all rode back to Suijin Beach together in a carriage.

It hadn't been long after noon, and Suijin Beach was still bustling with activity.

In the new village, young and old, including those from the second village, all went up the mountain to pick fruit except for the necessary patrol personnel.

To avoid the chaos caused by outsiders entering the village, all fruit merchants rerouted from Xiao Wang Zhuang's side to the outskirts of Wenquan Valley.

So, everyone made their way to the village. It was eerily quiet everywhere they went.

Jiayin had eaten a lot of snacks and didn't feel hungry, so she took the little horse to graze in the countryside.

The little horse was a gift for Jia Yin's birthday, brought back by Li Laosi.

Because of its red fur, it was named Xiaohong.

The little fox was the most mischievous, sneaking out from somewhere, squatting on Little Red's back, wagging its big tail.

Xiaohong has a good temper and doesn't mind it, rubbing affectionately against Jia Yin's hand, asking for food.

Jia Yin secretly picked a fruit from the space and fed it to Xiao Hong Ma. The happy little red horse flipped its lips and ate it quickly.

The lord went to take a look at the noodle shop and the wounded soldiers' quarters halfway there. Turning back, he saw the chubby girl and the little fox pony huddled together. Such a strange combination couldn't help but make him smile.

He led the pony to the riverbank and taught Jia Yin how to wash its coat.

The river water in autumn has a slight chill, but under the sunlight, it sparkles and shimmers, very beautiful.

A wounded soldier, missing half an arm and a leg, walked to the riverbank with his crutch. Seeing the Marquis there, he was overjoyed and approached to pay his respects.

The Lord gestured for him to sit on the large rock, then asked a few simple questions, "Having settled here, is there anything you find uncomfortable"

"No, My Lord!" the wounded soldier exclaimed excitedly. "Living in a new house every day, sleeping on a warm kang, and having meals on time... I feel like I'm turning into a fat pig."

"Now I just hope the workshop starts working quickly, or else I'll feel uneasy inside, having wasted all that food for nothing!"

The lord smiled, patted the little red horse, and said: "Don't worry, when the villagers finish picking the fruit and have free hands, I will arrange a noodle workshop for you. After earning wages, don't spend it carelessly."

“If there’s a chance, I’ll have people go to the impoverished south and find women willing to start families. Then you guys can all get married and settle down for the rest of your lives.”

The wounded soldiers were very excited and blushed as they replied, “We’ll follow the Marquis’s orders.”

After some casual chatter, the wounded soldiers withdrew.

Perhaps he saw hope in the day, he walked quickly with one crutch.

Jia Yin pulled the little fox's tail and said to the Marquis, "Father-in-law, I know some other ways to use potatoes to make things like noodles. When the potatoes are plentiful next year, we can open another workshop and then take in even more people."

The lord shook the water droplets from his hand, smiled and rubbed her hair, then let out a soft sigh and said, "This should have been a matter of the court, but now it has fallen to your broken gold beach. Those civil and military officials are truly nothing but drunken rice bags!"

Jia Yin didn't want her adoptive father to be angry, so she quickly said, "My father isn't training those new recruits They've suffered, they will definitely tell their families, and then everyone will know that being a soldier is not easy."

The marquis smiled without speaking. If it were that easy, he wouldn't be stuck in the new capital every day, wrangling with various government offices...

The second day, Jia Yin didn't let her grandmother and mother follow. She only brought He Grandma and Shui Ling to Baiyun Hall.

Based on yesterday's experience, the shop prepared twice as much stock today.

But as soon as the door opened, it was still packed, with guests almost stepping over the threshold.

Many returning customers from yesterday bought cakes and snacks to take home. They said that the elderly and children loved them, so they were urged to come back today for more.

Also heard the news, ran over to see something new and try something fresh.

Guests also began to stay on the second floor, and all four private rooms were full.

One cubicle was occupied by several young men, while the remaining three were filled with women and little girls.

Yesterday, Shui Ling and Shui Yun were helping to greet the guests. Today, a young helper is looking after the female guests again, which feels somewhat inconvenient.

Mr. Peng was a little embarrassed, just at this moment, Jia Yin arrived.

Jia Yin also felt that she had not considered enough, so she immediately asked Shui Ling to go to Hou's mansion to find the head steward and temporarily assign two maidservants to help.

The little maid was very quick-witted and immediately threw herself into her work. She asked questions when she didn't understand, and soon had the second floor under control.

Peng Zhanggui was envious and speechless, but he also knew this was a temporary measure. He needed to find more people and quickly train them to replace the others.

It's normal for a new business to encounter minor issues and inconveniences here and there.

Peng Zhǎngguì's experience was extensive, and Chen Xǐ and others were willing to work hard, so they made up for most of it.

If that really doesn't work, there's still Jia Yin as our backer.

So, the second day went well too.

As soon as customers stepped into the shop, they rarely left empty-handed because of the novelty.

Of course, more people lingered at the door, some even gazing at the sign until their necks ached...

"Truly the Emperor's masterpiece!"

"Yes, I thought it was just ignorant women spreading rumors, but I didn't expect..."

Two middle-aged men stood at the doorstep, whispering in hushed tones, their expressions showing a hint of disapproval.

They were Imperial Historians, with the power to report any news to the court.

I originally thought it was someone spreading rumors about a new shop to drum up business for them. They probably wanted to catch someone red-handed to prove their existence.

To my surprise, the Emperor actually bestowed a plaque upon this small pastry shop! He even...participated in the business

Should...we report this

Is it saying that the Emperor is competing with the people for profit, and reminding the Emperor to be careful with his words and deeds

They couldn't help but touch their necks, immediately dismissing the thought.

Although the imperial court moved to the new capital and lost half of its territory, the emperor seized military power and, through Marquis Xinting, tightened his grip on it, becoming much more powerful than before.

The emperor might not be able to move against certain people, but it was all too easy to target these two gossipy imperial historians!

They both looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.

"That... new pastry seems very sweet, why not buy some to take home and coax the child"

“Good, good, me too, I'll buy some for my grandson.”

Two people entered the shop, one person spent a few taels of silver, and then they went their separate ways.

Such situations, Peng Zhanggui and others had seen many times, and they didn't have the leisure to pay much attention.

Jia Yin remembered that the Jia family was coming to visit tomorrow, so in the afternoon, she closed her shop. She asked the master chef to fry some more potato chips and popcorn, then carried them home... already went to find Grandmother and secretly visited the homes of those girls who had repeatedly used Fuhong Paste, recording their testimonies."Since Lord Xinting wanted to avoid public attention w...