A time-travelling peasant girl becomes a wealthy woman

Tang Jide tore the remaining bread into two pieces and handed half to Wan Wenfang.

After tasting it, Wan Wenfang affirmed that bread as a food would create a big trend in the market.

"This bread is perfect for a flower-viewing tea party."

Wan Wenfang's words suddenly made Tang Jide think of the market potential of bread.

Now he can't wait to run to the Huang family cafeteria to sign a contract with Huang Mulin, but he can't do it yet. He has to wait for the Song and Ge families to express their opinions, and the Tang family cannot be too ostentatious.

However, the shop can be arranged!

"I'm going to find my second brother."

After saying that, he hurried out the door.

Wan Wenfang knew that he must be busy with the bread business, so she hugged her son who was still clamoring for bread, asked the maid to put the bread away, and coaxed Tang Lei to take a nap in the backyard.

Tang Jide came to the study room in the backyard of Weimancheng, where Tang Qian was checking the accounts.

"what happened?"

He looked up and saw Tang Jide hurriedly coming in and asked.

"I'm going to rush back to the capital to take inventory of some shops. I'm also going to arrange to buy or rent some in the prefecture and county. Here, you keep an eye on the Song and Ge families."

"what happened?"

Tang Qian didn't understand why he suddenly made such a big move and wanted to go back to take care of the shop.

"The bread at the Huang family's place is far more than what we saw."

He told about the meal they had just had at the Huang's canteen, when Huang Mulin had given some to Tang Lei, and his wife Wan Wenfang's advice.

“The sales potential of this bread is greater than we thought.”

Originally, because of the name "bread" and the size of the bread itself, they always thought it was just something like steamed buns, eaten as a staple food.

Buy it back for breakfast, or some businessmen buy it to eat on the road. It tastes much better than steamed buns, and there is a market for it.

But the honey buns are small in size and can be eaten as afternoon tea snacks.

Think about it from another angle. Small rolls are fine, and so are other types of bread. They just need to be cut into small pieces.

Tang Jide and Tang Qian suddenly thought of these key points.

And they believed that the Huang family must have other food suitable for more environments that they had not taken out!

"I'll pack up tonight and go back to the city tomorrow. You can handle the contract with the bread company. I believe the Huang family won't change their minds at the last minute and make any embarrassing demands."

Tang Qian agreed with this and told Tang Jide to just go back and handle it while he would take care of it here.

Tang Jide hurried home to make arrangements.

In fact, Tang Jide was not wrong. After the last negotiation, Huang Mulin did consider afternoon tea and also consulted Yang Lijun.

The wives of officials and wealthy families had nothing to do in the backyard every day, and they would often meet up with the ladies they were on good terms with to drink tea and chat.

Even if she didn't make an appointment, she could still create a place at home with her maids to enjoy the flowers, drink tea, and eat snacks.

Therefore, these wealthy families usually have dim sum chefs in their homes.

Of course, I will also buy some delicious and unique pastries from the market to taste.

This is a big market.

Huang Mulin asked Yang Lijun for help and secretly made several iron cookie molds.

There are several shapes, stars, flowers, leaves, circles, clouds.

She taught Dong Lin how to make several flavors of cookies: old-fashioned biscuits, dried meat biscuits, dried fruit biscuits, and jam-filled biscuits.

When the cookies were baked, everyone present was amazed at Huang Mulin's creative ideas.

How can such a small doll come up with so many magical and delicious foods! ?

Naturally, Huang Jinlin also learned all of these, and he has always been a person who likes to think about food.

It can be said that the disciple is better than the master.

Within two days, he came up with several kinds of small cookies, including small stone biscuits, jam sandwich biscuits (two biscuits with jam sandwiched between them), and crushed nut biscuits, which were well received by everyone.

Huang Mulin calculated that there were nearly twenty kinds of bread and biscuits, and the opening of the new store was enough to heat up the market.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

The private school is on ten-day holiday, so it’s time to go exploring in the mountains!

Early in the morning, there was chirping outside the door of Huang's canteen, like a group of sparrows being released.

Huang Bo has a headache.

"Okay, okay, have you packed everything?"

The children were wearing thick clothes, with soft armor underneath that was blocking the view. They had rabbit fur hats on their heads, small gloves on their hands, and small leather boots that Yang Lijun had specially found for them to prevent their feet from getting frozen in the low temperature in the mountains.

"Okay!"

Answered in unison.

"Let's go, get in the car."

Yang Lijun asked all the children to get on her carriage and closed the door to prevent the cold wind from blowing in.

Yu Ze and Lao Wang were sitting in the front room of the carriage, with two guards on horseback beside them, looking as if they wanted to keep strangers away.

Huang Bo got on his own carriage, Fang Zheng whipped the horse whip and followed Old Wang.

Two horse-drawn carriages came to the village today, attracting the attention of many villagers.

The carriage that Huang Bo was riding in was behind. When the first carriage, which looked very luxurious, arrived at Huang Mulin's homestead, a group of children dressed in rich clothes got off the carriage.

Looking closely, aren't these the five children of Huang Bo's family? Why are they all dressed like this? And they are not sitting in the same carriage with Huang Bo.

Some curious villagers came over to ask.

"Hiroko, why are the kids dressed like this?"

Like a rich kid.

"That person is the owner of the embroidery shop in town. He took his guards to the back mountain to hunt game. When the children found out, they wanted to go with them. Hui Niang and I had no choice but to let them go."

"The temperature in the mountains is low, and I was afraid they would get cold, so I bought them a set of clothes to wear."

He Hui Niang has been taking embroidery jobs at the embroidery shop in the town in recent years, and almost everyone in the village knows about it.

"This shopkeeper is so nice~"

"Yes!" Huang Bo took over the conversation: "The guards I brought are all powerful kung fu masters, otherwise I wouldn't dare to let the children go and cause trouble."

After saying goodbye to the villagers, he walked towards Huang Mulin and the others.

"Sister Yang, I'll leave these kids to you."

"Don't worry, it's okay."

After Old Wang and Fang Zheng parked the carriage, Yang Lijun and others took the children and set off for the forest behind the mountain.

Although Huang Bo was still a little worried, when he thought of what Yang Lijun had shown that night, he felt it was unnecessary and turned around to go back to the house to help with the work.

Several children jumped for joy.

Even though Huang Qilin is almost twelve years old and has grown a lot taller by eating well and drinking well in the past six months, he now looks as happy as a child of a few years old.

Even Huang Xilin, who is usually gentle, has an excited look on his face, not at all as steady as usual.

Not to mention Huang Haolin and Huang Jinlin.

Huang Haolin is relatively stable in front of outsiders, but he never hides his mischief and playfulness at home.

Huang Mulin, who was being led by Yang Lijun, walked and jumped happily. It was rare to see this girl so childish.

Adventure and the like are indeed human potential pleasures.

Old Wang walked in front, Yu Ze walked at the end, and two guards, one on the left and one on the right, surrounded Yang Lijun and several children in the middle in a protective manner.

Walking into the forest, the mountain breeze blew on their faces, and soon their cheeks and noses turned red.

"Can you still bear it?"