Chapter 805: Chapter 805: Greatly Surprised_1
Five thousand taels, pure profit.
It was just a dessert, and they had only sold it for five or six days, yet the revenue greatly exceeded Shopkeeper He’s expectations.
Anything that came from Qiao Xiaomai’s hand never failed to turn a profit.
Even a simple innovative recipe could stir up huge waves.
His bonus for the month was set to double again.
Ever since meeting Qiao Xiaomai, the bonuses he’d received in the past half-year were equivalent to several years of his salary.
“Young Master, you really married a wonderful wife!” At the end, Shopkeeper He couldn’t help but give Tong Sanlang a thumbs-up.
He asked with some difficulty, “That poem, did you spread it around?”
Xiaoyang, the guard, and Shopkeeper Zhou didn’t fully brief him and Qiao Xiaomai about the Mooncake situation, so he and Qiao Xiaomai still didn’t know that the poem had already been spread as an anecdote by Shopkeeper He.
He couldn’t help but face-palm.
Yang Wenxiao probably hadn’t heard the poem.
Otherwise, he would have already summoned him and Qiao Xiaomai to the Capital City.
After returning, he definitely needed to warn Qiao Xiaomai sternly, such incidents must not happen again.
Spouting nonsense on a whim, if she did it too often, it could very well land both her and him in hot water!
Shopkeeper He, seeing Tong Sanlang’s indescribable expression, asked doubtfully, “Is the poem not to be shared with others?”
“No problem, it’s just a poem, I was just not expecting to become famous throughout Daqi with Xiaomai, a little excited,” Tong Sanlang said with a smile.
“You’d better be prepared, Master, for you are already renowned far and wide,” said Shopkeeper He, not doubting in the slightest, with a beaming smile.
Tong Sanlang nodded lightly, chatted for a few more words with Shopkeeper He, and then took his leave.
Returning to the manor, Qiao Xiaomai stood in front of the guard’s new housing, talking with Fan Linong.
The guard’s new accommodations had been completed; they packed up their tents and moved in—a row of fifteen brand-new brick-and-tile houses, looking very splendid.
As he rode closer on his horse, Qiao Xiaomai waved to him.
“Sanlang, come over, I’m discussing something with Uncle Fan,” she said.
Tong Sanlang dismounted from his horse, “What’s the matter?”
“Miss Qiao was asking me if we soldiers could be hired by her to do some odd jobs,” Fan Linong started, his typically stern face showing a hint of difficulty, “Miss Qiao, we can’t, there are regulations against it.”
Qiao Xiaomai, upon hearing this, appeared somewhat disappointed, “Can’t we ask for permission, Uncle Fan? Just ask. If it works out, you could make some silver. Instead of idling every day, you might as well earn some silver with some odd jobs.”
Fan Linong gazed into Qiao Xiaomai’s clear, peach-blossom-like eyes, hesitated for a long moment, and finally nodded, “Alright, I’ll inquire about it with the authorities.”
“But, Miss Qiao, what exactly do you want us to do?” he asked.
“It’s a secret for now; you’ll find out in a few days,” Qiao Xiaomai teased.
“I can’t bring such a vague request to my superiors,” Fan Linong said with difficulty.
Hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai blinked her eyes and honestly replied, “It’s carpentry work. I want everyone to help with some carpentry.”
“What kind of carpentry?” Fan Linong probed in detail.
“It’s carts for children to ride in.”
“Hmm?” Fan Linong was stunned upon hearing this.
Carts for children to ride, what kind of toy was that?
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Qiao Xiaomai watched Fan Linong’s reaction, laughed, and said, “Uncle Fan, prepare to be amazed!”