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Two days later, the village chief gave the selected list to Xu Qing and asked her to decide on the final choice.

Xu Qing glanced at them a few times. She wasn't familiar with any of these people, but the village chief's choice should be fine. She could just ask her mother later.

The workshop and new house were built, and the furniture and everything else were made by the carpenters sent by the county magistrate.

The craftsmanship is impeccable; the product is both exquisite and sturdy.

The Wen family consulted someone to choose an auspicious day, and tomorrow was the closest. Xu Qing immediately decided to move in tomorrow.

It just so happens that the day after tomorrow is my baby's eighth birthday. I'm sure he'll be even happier celebrating it in our new home.

Xu Qing said to the village chief, "My family is moving to a new house tomorrow. Please inform everyone to come to my house for a housewarming party."

The village chief, thinking Xu Qing didn't understand, kindly explained:

"You've already held a banquet for the housewarming ceremony, so you don't need to hold another one for moving into a new house. Just make some wedding cakes and give one to each person who comes to congratulate you."

The villagers can't afford any decent gifts, so if you hold another big banquet like the roof-raising ceremony, wouldn't you be losing money hand over fist...?

The village chief became more and more distressed as he spoke, as if he were spending his own money.

However, Xu Qing's housewarming party wasn't for receiving congratulatory gifts; she was there to promote the squat toilets in her own bathroom.

The villagers love to gossip. If something happens in any family, it will spread far and wide within two days through the mouths of the village women.

Such a great publicity effect can be achieved with just one meal, so why not do it?

Xu Qing thanked the village chief for his kindness: "Uncle Dehua, it's alright, everyone doesn't need to send congratulatory gifts."

My workshop is about to open for business, and I might need the help of the villagers in the future.

I also want to get closer to everyone. I've been back for so long, and I've been busy with all sorts of things.

"I'll take this opportunity to get to know everyone. My older brother isn't married yet, so I'll ask if anyone has a suitable daughter."

Hearing Xu Qing say this, the village chief stopped talking, since Qing was rich anyway.

After seeing the village chief off, Xu Qing called Hui Niang and Xu Jian, and they drove the oxcart to the town.

Once the workshop is built, mass production will begin, but the products produced in the workshop will be different from those produced at home and sold.

It's time to pay taxes.

Upon arriving at the yamen, Xu Qing found the clerk and, after completing the workshop registration, asked, "I wonder if the magistrate is available now?"

The advisor chuckled and replied, "I don't know about others, but I'll definitely have time if Madam Xu asks. Please come with me."

Xu Qing followed the clerk to the magistrate's office.

"Your Excellency, I'm moving to a new house tomorrow."

My mother said we should invite relatives and friends who are noble and have good fortune to visit our home to bring good luck to the new house.

You are the most elegant person I know.

"Our workshop is about to start production, so I'm planning to hold a ribbon-cutting ceremony. I wonder if you're free tomorrow, sir?"

As soon as Xu Qing entered the office, he clearly explained his purpose.

The magistrate pondered for a moment and replied, "I have a case to hear tomorrow, so I probably won't be able to attend."

Isn't success already in your family? Just let him attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony in my place.

I'll send my advisor to assist you then, and also to keep things under control for you."

Xu Qing was waiting for the magistrate's last words.

It doesn't matter if people don't come; sending someone else will make no difference. She knows when to stop.

Xu Qing then handed a list to the county magistrate:

"This is the price list for squat toilets. Sir, please take a look. Is there anything else you need to add?"

The county magistrate took it and examined it carefully.

Squat toilets come in four types, ranging from cheap to expensive.

The cheapest option is an unglazed earthenware squat toilet, which also has the simplest shape. It costs 150 coins.

300 coins for ordinary white glaze.

Then there's the most expensive handcrafted zodiac-themed squat toilet, costing 10 taels of silver each.

You can also customize the color; custom colors will cost an extra 2 liang (approximately 100 grams).

Upon seeing this, the county magistrate couldn't help but gasp.

"Madam Xu, isn't 10 taels too expensive?"

Xu Qing: "Sir, wealthy people don't care about 10 taels of silver. If they think it's worth it, they would be willing to spend 100 taels."

We're making money off the wealthy. These ordinary squat toilets only cost two or three hundred coins; the difference makes them more appealing to the rich.

The magistrate surprisingly found it quite reasonable: "You young people are really quick-witted. Let's do it your way. I have nothing to add."

After agreeing, Xu Qing left the yamen and went to Manager Chen's Zuifeng Tower.

Xu Qing was a familiar face at Zuifenglou. When the waiter saw her, he immediately led her to the manager.

"Manager Chen, are you busy?"

Manager Chen was working on this month's accounts when he looked up and said:

"Madam Xu, the milk tea for today has already been delivered. Is there anything I can do for you by visiting so suddenly?"

Xu Qing got straight to the point: "My family is moving to a new house tomorrow, so I'll be taking a day off and won't be able to deliver the milk tea."

However, I have something good to show you, Manager Chen. Please do me the honor of coming for a drink sometime.

Shopkeeper Chen asked curiously, "What good stuff? Have you developed any new food?"

Xu Qing: "You'll know when you come tomorrow. You'll definitely like it, and it's exactly what the restaurant needs."

Shopkeeper Chen's curiosity was piqued, and he agreed.

Xu Qing followed the same method and invited every restaurant owner in Datong Town who delivered milk tea.

She then bought a lot of ingredients in town for the banquet the next day. That's why she invited Xu Jian along.

Having learned from his previous experience of being robbed, Xu Jian was well-prepared this time, covering the surface with a thick layer of straw.

Back home, Xu Qing first called on Wen Shi, Zhao Da Niang, and the other women to do some preliminary processing of the ingredients.

Xu Qing has prepared eight dishes and one soup for tomorrow's banquet.

Braised fish, Dongpo pork knuckle, braised pork belly with preserved mustard greens, stir-fried pork intestines, Sichuan-style chicken, pan-fried pork belly, smashed cucumber, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and finally, pork tripe and chicken soup.

When Ms. Wen saw the pork intestines, she covered her mouth and gagged, "Ugh...daughter...why did you buy this? Ugh..."

Xu Qing pinched his nose and said, "Although this stuff smells bad, it tastes delicious once it's cleaned."

Hui Niang grabbed a handful of wood ash and threw it in, then began to clean the large intestine:

"We trust my sister's cooking skills; there's no doubt about it. What can't she make delicious?"

Aunt Zhao nodded: "Qing'er's cooking skills are indeed superb. The pig's ear she made for the last housewarming feast was amazing."

In all my years, this is the first time I've ever known that pig ears could be eaten this way, and taste this delicious.

And the cucumbers, we've made them before, but they never taste as good as Qingya's.

After that meal, my grandson lingered in the memory for days, and he didn't even enjoy the food his mother and I cooked.

Wen loved hearing others praise Xu Qing, and suddenly she no longer cared about the smell of fat intestines.

He stuffed two sheets of toilet paper into his nostrils and happily began washing the pig intestines with Hui Niang.

The smell was so strong that stuffing her mouth with toilet paper didn't help, and Ms. Wen kept vomiting while washing.

Xu Qing was very happy to see everyone so supportive:

"You can rest assured, once this braised pork intestine is cooked well, I guarantee you'll want to eat it again and again."