Datang broom star

"Certainly so!"

Dozens of businessmen gathered outside the gate of Jia's house with humble expressions.

The door opened.

Jia Pingan walked out slowly.

Everyone bowed, "I have seen Duke Jia."

"What's the matter?"

Jia Ping'an looked indifferent.

A businessman raised his head, "Would I like it or not? Some people bewitched me so that I cut off the business with Jia's family in a daze. Now I've come to my senses and am willing to re-purchase in Jia's family."

Those workers couldn't help but be ecstatic.

But Jia Ping'an's expression remained the same, and he said lightly: "The so-called overturned water is hard to recover, and it is difficult to break the mirror. When those people besieged Jia, you waited to sit in a restaurant to help the tyrant, and wanted to wait for me to bow your head. You waited a long time." Face!"

Jia Pingan said contemptuously: "Businessmen are the easiest to expand, I know this. Whenever you have money, you want to go further. When making money is boring, you want to control the world. All turned into your slaves and greedy people, are you worthy?"

He looked at the crowd and said coldly: "Come, Mrs. Jia welcomes you. Let's go, Mrs. Jia will not stay. There is only one thing, don't come back when you leave."

"Mr. Jia!"

Jia Ping'an turned around and went in, those businessmen were as if they were mourning!

A worker wondered: "This gentleman actually rejected them?"

"Is Lang Jun so angry? But earning money is important!"

Everyone panicked.

"A carriage is coming."

Someone had sharp eyes, and everyone looked at it one after another, only to see a row of carts approaching slowly, with no end in sight.

"This is"

A group of businessmen came.

smiling.

"You wait"

"We are Jia's distributors."

Agent, when the word comes out, everyone is confused.

"Everyone has a contract." Jia Ping'an asked Du He to check the contract, which was also a familiar process.

These businessmen happily entered the workshop, and then bags of tea and altars of wine were brought out.After checking that the goods are correct later, the Jia family's warehouse will be filled with carts of money.

The carts were constantly in transit, and the merchants outside the gate of Jia's house watched blankly.

"I said that Mr. Lang will definitely find a way."

"These people got more goods than the original group."

"Hurry up!"

The workshop was in full swing, and when lunch time came later, the workers gathered together to cook.

The help cooks stood in front of the big basin in high spirits, and the wooden basin in front of them was full of heat and aroma.

"There is braised pork today! Big chunks of braised pork."

Order a dish, the staple food is rice and cakes, unlimited, as long as you are full.

Meat, vegetables, and finally a dried vegetable egg drop soup.

Beautiful!

"This food is nowhere in Chang'an."

An elderly worker ate a piece of braised pork, and his mouth was full of oil. "Even the soldiers guarding the imperial city can't compare to our food."

"That's right! My brothers are guarding in the imperial city, and two meals a day are just that. How can we compare to us?"

"This is the gentleman with a kind heart." The older worker sighed, "Who wouldn't work hard for the wages given by Mrs. Jia? But there are two meals a day here, free to eat and drink! Every meal has meat, There is soup, how can you be good to your husband if you don't work hard?"

"Yes! Hurry up and eat it back."

Sun Zhong just squatted on the side to eat, this is a habit developed in the army.

The braised pork is fat but not greasy, it melts with a slight bite in the mouth, and another bite of rice

He raised his head and squinted his eyes, feeling that this was life.

After a hard day, the steward in the afternoon checked the time and shouted, "That's it for today, let's eat and go home."

There is still a meal after work, and everyone laughed.

Sun Zhong entered the cafeteria carrying a clay pot.

Someone has already prepared a meal and is eating it.

Someone was queuing up with clay pots.

When it was Sun Zhong's turn, he handed over the clay pot, helped the cook cook, and then went over to cook.

Since there was no separate container for the staple food, he took a few pancakes.

The cake can keep warm even if it is covered on the dish, and then it is covered with a bamboo cover, which can be carried away.

All the way to the house, Liang'er also came back.

"Aon."

Sun Zhong nodded, "How was school today?"

Sun Liang took the earthen pot in his hand, sniffed, "It's braised pork! Ah Weng, I'm still literate today, and my husband has explained a lot of truths."

"What's the point?"

Sun Zhong went in slowly.

"Aye!"