The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

The girl frowned and looked doubtful. He Jinyu knew that this was wrong, but this family could not be offended. Even though the He family was rich, they could not do whatever they wanted. People in business were most reluctant to offend others, so it would be best to have the best of both worlds.

"Then are you going to break your promise to the people of this city just for that family?"

Lan Wangshu actually wanted to ask, "Are you crazy?" But he felt it was too offensive, so he changed his question to a milder one.

He Jinyu imitated her, picked up the blade, and put it inside the wooden shell, without stopping with his hands or mouth.

"I didn't want to either, so I came to find you in a hurry."

"Brother Jinyu, have you noticed that after we met, your brain has become more and more precious, and you are reluctant to use it."

He Jinyu looked a little embarrassed. He lowered his head to help her and began to think of a solution.

"Why not give the highest price? That way, no one else can point out the mistake."

"That's a solution. Isn't first come first served also a rule? What are you struggling with?"

Lan Wangshu felt that this method was feasible, and there was nothing wrong with opening a business and focusing on profit.

"I'll have someone privately give some money to those officials."

The girl looked at him in an indecent way. His fair and smooth lower body made him feel ashamed. It was not good to give away money before he could earn it.

"Now all ten houses are fully booked?"

"No, there are eleven families earning ten banquet tables, so one more seat is enough."

"Who is the family you don't want to offend, and what are they good at?"

Lan Wangshu had an idea to open a back door in his mind. If there was only one family, it could work.

"He is the boss of Jing Mo. I heard that he has some connection with the Zhennan General's Mansion. If there is anything he is good at, it is that he can write regular script very well. The late emperor praised him."

When Lan Wangshu heard this, he realized that Jing Mo had a background in Kyoto, and no matter which powerful person he was related to, he had to protect him. It was understandable that He Jinyu would be so hesitant.

"Then announce to the public that the ten places have been fully booked. The extra table will be free of charge. The person needs to write an inscription on the tofu on the same day, and the quality of the inscription will be judged by those ten people."

This is a tailor-made solution. If Jingmo’s boss can’t enjoy the feast, he can just forget about it.

"That's not safe, what if the ten people don't choose that family?"

"This is already an extra measure, and it's free of charge. We have both the inside and the outside, what else do you want? You inform these eleven households of the rules, and the rest is up to them to figure out their social relationships. We at Dingzhenlou have already done it, so even if there are mistakes, what does it have to do with us?"

Although businessmen make a lot of money, they also spend a lot on filial piety and bribes. Of course, the conflicts are passed on to others. They do not seek to make any contribution, but only to avoid making any mistakes.

He Jinyu's eyes lit up when she heard that, and Lan Wangshu's eyes began to glow blue, making her feel a little uncomfortable.

After the problem was solved, the two began to chat. He Jinyu looked at the empty hall and didn't know what she wanted to do, but he still asked a few words of concern.

"Do you need me to send someone to help you?"

"need."

Lan Wangshu thought he had solved this big problem, but he had to ask He Jinyu to help him solve the problem.

She got up and went upstairs, actually buying two pieces of bamboo moon-colored chiffon fabric from the system, put them on the counter, picked up the brush, wrote three scattered thin gold characters on the paper, and connected the characters in the middle with a circular line.

"Zui Fusheng, what an interesting name. This fabric feels soft and looks very light and thin."

"It's not very practical. It's thin and light, but it's not breathable. It's hot to wear in the summer. Don't even think about wearing it. I won't sell it."

He Jinyu felt a little regretful. Even though this kind of fabric was not breathable, it was very popular among young ladies. It would sell well if it was made into a small decorative item.

"So what do you think?"

"Embroider this pattern onto the chiffon and make it into a handkerchief-sized piece."

"Leave this to me. If you need any help, tell me. Aren't you tired after working on your own for so many days?"

He Jinyu has an infinite affection for Lan Wangshu. He doesn't know what kind of feeling it is, but he feels distressed when he sees her busy alone. When he has nothing to do on weekdays, he always wants to do something to help her, even if it's just to talk to her.

Lan Wangshu looked around with a confused look on his face. It seemed that there was nothing he needed help with. The cabinets, tables and chairs had to be made with raw materials purchased from the system. All the chores required physical effort, so He Yi and Lan Wangyan were enough.

If there was anything she was really lacking, it was a clerk to help her.

"We need someone who can do math and write."

He Jinyu thought for a while and decided that this was because they were short of an accountant. This kind of job was usually done by scholars, and he didn't have a suitable one. There weren't many people with official titles who went into business, so they all had to be put to good use.

He looked at Lan Wangshu's expectant eyes, and was too embarrassed to say that he couldn't help. He tried hard to think about it in his mind, and he really thought of someone.

"I asked my cousin to come over. She has been studying and doing math since she was young. Since we are both girls, it will be convenient for you to work together."

"you sure?"