For the second batch of strawberries, Huarun didn't dare to sell them in the restaurant, so he could only ask his father to bring 80 kilograms of strawberries to the palace to report the insufficient quantity.

As a result, the rich and powerful people who had been waiting anxiously for a long time were not willing to give in. They all gathered outside the restaurant, clamoring to buy strawberries.

"Didn't they say they would have strawberries for sale today? Why aren't they available today? Could this be a lie?"

"Are you in charge? Come out and speak up, don't just hide in there and keep silent!"

"That's right! If you didn't have it, you should have said so earlier! Why did you lie and say you had it today? How can you be so dishonest in doing business?"

"Let's not come to this Huafu restaurant to eat in the future!" Various dissatisfied voices continued outside the restaurant for an hour before they stopped. How could Manager Hua dare to come out? If he came out, he would be slapped in the face!

The business of the Washington Restaurant plummeted and almost no customers were present.

Royal study room.

Emperor Yongqing stared down at Father Hua, who was kneeling not far away, with a sullen face, and said word by word, "You said you can't provide 100 kilograms of strawberries to the palace every month?"

Father Hua endured the majesty and fear of the emperor, and bowed his head even lower, "Your Majesty, yes."

"The truth is that the Hua family sells less than 300 kilograms of strawberries every month. You don't know that it takes a long time to produce only 80 kilograms of strawberries, and they can't be stored for too long." These words were told to him by his trouble-making son. Hua's father was sweating profusely and didn't dare to wipe them off.

“Who planted these strawberries?”

Father Hua shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, my family business has been handed over to my son Hua Run. He got these strawberries by accident and asked a farmer to grow them."

After listening to the explanation, Emperor Yongqing remained silent for a long time. The imperial study was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Not knowing whether His Majesty took his words to heart, Father Hua sighed heavily in his heart.

"Okay, reduce the monthly output of 100 kilograms of strawberries by half to 50 kilograms. No less weight must be given, and they must be delivered to the palace immediately!" Emperor Yongqing snorted coldly. He did not want to give in if the planting volume was not enough, but now that strawberries have become famous throughout the capital, as the ruler of a country, it would be inappropriate for him to compete with the people for them.

Hua's father kowtowed continuously, thanked the emperor profusely and took 30 kilograms of strawberries to the restaurant. Before he even entered the restaurant, he was shocked by how deserted it was.

Even in the past, there was never such a deserted place as there is today!

When Manager Hua saw the master coming and saw Strawberry following behind him, he hugged Hua's father's thigh as if he had seen a savior and started crying, complaining how unfair he was about being scolded just now.

Father Hua knew the temper of his manager and waved his hand, "Hurry up, put the strawberries out and sell them quickly."

If he doesn't sell strawberries, no one will come to the restaurant to eat and how can he make money?

Manager Hua wiped his face fiercely, personally placed strawberries in front of the restaurant door, and asked the waiter to shout, "Strawberries! Fresh big strawberries! There are not many, first come first served!"

The people who originally wanted to come over and scold Huajia Restaurant for being dishonest saw a big, red strawberry from a distance, and ran over, smelling the fragrance of the strawberry, and frantically took out money.

"I want ten!"

"I want twenty! No! Fifty!" The wealthy man wanted to buy all the strawberries, but was afraid of being beaten.

The hunger marketing that Tang Qiuyue had mentioned before was not implemented in time, and the rule that each person could only buy 20 pills was not implemented.

Basically, it’s first come first served, and there’s no way to control the quantity.

Upon learning that strawberries had appeared in the Hua Family Restaurant again, the maids and servants from each family rushed over here quickly, but they only caught the tail end and didn't buy any.

So those who bought strawberries went home excitedly, while those who didn’t buy any went home dejected.

Manager Hua sent everyone away in a friendly manner, and promised that there would be more strawberries for sale in the future. He then invited many people to come into the restaurant to consume, and he grinned with joy.

As long as they have strawberries in their restaurant, they don’t have to worry about losing business!

Emperor Yongqing was very stingy and only asked for fifty kilograms of strawberries. In addition to the fifty given by the empress dowager, he gave twenty each to the empress and concubines he liked, and ten to the princess and the prince. He enjoyed the rest himself.

A lot of people hear that it weighs 50 kilograms, but in reality, it's a little left and a little right, so there's not much left.

But in the eyes of the Queen and concubines, they felt that such delicious food was sent by His Majesty, which meant that they were extremely precious in His Majesty's eyes. The concubines who did not get it were in great pain.

Suddenly, the harem was in an uproar.

Tang Qiyue was unaware of this. She was wandering around the construction site every day, watching the outline of the house slowly emerge day after day, feeling extremely satisfied.

Aunt Fang came over in her straw raincoat, "July girl."

"Tang Qiyue came back to her senses, "What's wrong? Auntie?"

At this time, Aunt Fang and my mother should be preparing dishes for lunch.

There were vegetables at home, and apart from the 150 kilograms delivered to the Yingke Building every few days, there were still 50 kilograms left, which were easy to store in cold weather without having to worry about spoiling. As for meat, Tang Qiyue went to Linjiang Town every two days to buy 20 kilograms of fresh pork for the workers.

If you don't eat well, how can you have the energy to work?

"July girl, we have lived in this mountain for almost half a year, why haven't we seen your Uncle Fang and the others? Not only them, but also the villagers of Daohua Village, we haven't seen any one." This question has been weighing on Aunt Fang's mind for too long. Seeing that everyone has settled down, how can she not be anxious? After all, her household registration is still in the hands of Uncle Fang.

Tang Qiyue had thought about this problem before, so she planned to live in her own house until Aunt Fang found Uncle Fang and the others. Anyway, the house she built was big and there were enough rooms.

"Maybe he got delayed somewhere. After all, it has been snowing for the past few days and it is difficult to travel." Tang Qiuyue's words came true.

"But I miss him, and my daughter misses her dad too." As she spoke, Aunt Fang began to wipe away her tears, completely forgetting that she and her daughter had been staying there for several days.

Tang Qiyue sighed. It was too difficult for women in this era. She could only comfort him, "I saw the snow slowly melting these past two days. Although it is still raining, I think if Uncle Fang and his friends come to the capital, you will be able to see him soon."

"That's right, the village chief said they are coming to the capital, I have to watch them carefully." After saying that, Aunt Fang ran to the cooking area, "I'll go cook first."

She decided to stand at the entrance of the village for two hours every day, waiting for Uncle Fang and his companions to show up.

Tang Qiyue was speechless about this, but she did not try to stop Aunt Fang. She just felt a headache when she thought that she might run into the Tang family, whom she had not seen for a long time, in the near future.

But fortunately, when her parents came out of Old Tang's house to find her and Zhaobao, they had divided the family property.

Little did people know that Uncle Fang, who was being missed, just lay motionless in the cave, except for looking for firewood with the villagers every day to keep warm.

The dead branches and leaves around me had been basically pulled out, so I had no choice but to lie there day and night so that I wouldn't feel hungry.

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