Chapter 808 An unexpected surprise
"Master Zhu, the owner of the shop that I was looking at yesterday agreed to change hands, and he also offered to reduce the rent by another one or two taels of silver every month. You can sign it now The contract is made."
Early on the next morning, Fang Ya ran to the Huaihou Mansion with a red face and told Zhu Ping'an the good news.
"Is there such a good thing?"
Zhu Pingan came to the outer courtyard from the inner courtyard. After hearing the news from Fang Ya, he was surprised that there are still people taking the initiative these days. Rent reduction?
Then Zhu Pingan nodded with a smile, hung the money bag in his hand on his waist, and followed Fang Ya out of the Linhuai Marquis Mansion.
In the distant yard, Baozi's little maid Hua'er poked her head out from behind a bush of blooming roses, with a pair of big eyes rolling around, and a Baozi face full of collagen. Curiosity and nervousness, like a little lady catching a traitor, she looked in the direction Zhu Pingan left.
My uncle just asked the young lady to borrow a hundred taels of silver.
The young lady gave it to her uncle without even asking. What if my uncle behaves badly outside and goes out to drink wine or go to some shady place?
Now everyone in the Hou Mansion says that my uncle is now the youngest fifth-rank official in the Ming Dynasty, and that his future is limitless. Many girls in the mansion look at him in the wrong way.
Even Zicuckoo, the eldest girl next to the old lady, seems to have something wrong recently.
That’s one hundred taels of silver, so the lady is not worried at all.
If my uncle goes out to flirt with women again, the young lady will definitely be sad.
No.
I have to go take a look and help the young lady keep an eye on her uncle.
Don't let my uncle do something wrong.
With the idea of treating illnesses and saving people, the little maid Baozi nodded her head firmly, and then clumsily stopped far behind Zhu Pingan and Fang Ya.
Although he was clumsy, fortunately he was far enough away that Zhu Ping'an didn't notice.
Of course, it is also a pity that Liu Mu and Liu Dadao went to the city gate early in the morning to pick up Liu Dachui and the others and did not follow Zhu Ping'an. Otherwise, with the poor tracking skills of Baozi's little maid, they would have been captured long ago. Old hunters like Liu Mu and Liu Dadao, who hunt in the mountains all year round, have discovered it more than ten times.
It was already past eight o'clock in the morning. The Xinghuamen city gate was wide open, allowing traffic to pass. Cars and people were flowing, and the scene was prosperous.
Fang Ya was half a step behind Zhu Ping'an, and they walked towards Xinghua Gate together, ready to go to the shop to sign the contract. This shop was in the layout of a front shop and a backyard, and the owner lived in the backyard.
Fang Ya had already negotiated with the landlord yesterday afternoon. It was agreed that the three parties would meet this morning and then sign the contract directly.
After finalizing the contract, Fang Ya was in a happy mood and walked all the way to introduce nearby shops to Zhu Pingan.
For example, the owner of this store is very stingy. He not only deducts wages from store clerks, but also often sells goods at a discount. You must be careful when you patronize this store in the future.
For example, that shop was robbed last time, and even the vases in the shop were emptied.
Another example is the opening of this restaurant the day before yesterday. They invited five or six Hujis with big breasts and big butts from outside the Great Wall. They danced barefoot and with their navels exposed, twisting their butts. They were a hundred times more immoral than the Dongcheng Kiln Sisters, but Fang Ya was talking about this. As he spoke, Zhu Ping'an clearly saw his Adam's apple swelling and swallowed, clearly salivating over the scene of Hu Ji dancing at that time.
As Zhu Pingan walked, he nodded and responded softly.
Hu Ji dance, well, it is probably the belly dance of the Western Regions, which is an Arab-style dance in the Middle East. Even in modern times, this kind of sexy and charming belly dance can easily be associated with sex. In ancient times, it was normal for it to be considered immoral.
Hmm.
We invited Hu Ji to dance when we opened. Haha, it seems that ancient restaurants also knew some marketing techniques.
but.
Still rough.
It seems that it is time for you to see real marketing.
Zhu Ping'an raised the corners of his lips slightly and stepped forward. Under the sun, the boy's bright smile almost dazzled people's eyes.
This is the street where the finalized shop is located. There are shops on both sides of the street, including taverns, inns, cloth shops, teahouses, pen, ink, paper and inkstone shops, etc. There are also small stalls selling goods along the street in front of the shops. Those selling farm products, fruits, candied haws, fortune tellers... Although the stalls are small, business is good, and the stall owners are vying to attract customers.
At the foot of the imperial capital, there is a lot of energy and energy.
There are a lot of people on the street, high and low, and everyone's face is filled with the yearning for a better life.
Next to the street is the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal, which leads to the inner city river of the city. Boats pass by on the wide river, one after the other. The boatmen shout and shake their oars, and there are trackers singing tunes on the bank. Pulling fiber, the simple dock is full of goods, and the laborers are carrying the goods bare-chested and unloading the goods in a nervous and orderly manner.
There is a stone arch bridge in front of the dock area, spanning the inner city river and connecting the two sides. The stone arch bridge is not as grand as the Zhaozhou Bridge, but it is taller and taller. The bridge opening is high and wide enough, and it does not affect the passage of inland river ships at all.
People come and go on the bridge, and boats come and go under the bridge, making the flow of people on this side of the arch bridge particularly large.
Just a few steps past the arch bridge, Fang Ya pointed to a shop and reminded Zhu Pingan, "Master Zhu, look, this is the shop."
Zhu Pingan stopped and followed Fang Ya's finger. Go, this is a two-room shop, nearly 60 square meters.
This is a pastry shop.
You can smell a sweet smell from far away. This smell reminds Zhu Pingan of the Fujialin pastry shop not far from the university gate when he was in college.
This is a very classic pastry shop with antique decoration. The store shelves are filled with various pastries, such as steamed cheese with sugar, steamed chestnut powder cake with osmanthus sugar, Ruyi cake, acacia cake, and lucky fruit
However, although there are many varieties, the business of this pastry shop is relatively deserted. In the Xinghuamen area where people come and go, this shop looks out of place.
Zhu Ping took a calm look at the wooden signs stuck behind the various pastries, and he roughly understood why the store's business was deserted.
The price is too expensive.
The price of any kind of pastry is more expensive than beef and mutton, which is obviously only affordable by the upper class. However, most of the people coming and going on the street were ordinary people, as well as hardworking laborers and trackers, and only a few passing merchants and wealthy people.
The object is positioned incorrectly.
In Beijing, the east city is rich and the west city is expensive! Xuanwu is poor, but Chongwen is poor!
If this pastry shop were opened in the rich areas of Dongcheng and Xicheng, the business might be very different.
Zhu Pingan shook his head slightly, followed Fang Ya across the front door of the store, and walked into the backyard of the store from the corner door on the side.
The backyard is cleanly decorated, with flowers, grass, and a clump of bamboo.
As soon as he entered the backyard, a flash of red caught Zhu Pingan's eyes. (End of chapter)