The cream cake this time did not disappoint Luo Yong.
Just after these trial cakes were sent out that afternoon, my sister's food shop immediately sold more than a hundred bamboo sticks.
"I sold so many bamboo sticks again."
That bamboo stick cost twenty-eight cents.
Aunt Luo was shocked when she received money these days.
She was happy and worried at the same time.
Selling so many bamboo sticks, not It’s like taking other people’s money and spending it first.
"Sister, I don't plan to open a tofu shop, and I don't need to rent a house.
I'm just looking around in Chang'an City and just buy a small courtyard."
Luo Yong said to Aunt Luo.
"It's all spent.
You owed a lot of money and silk from Lishi earlier, so why don't you use it to pay off the debt first."
Aunt Luo said.
"At the end of this summer, when the Zhao family came from Lishi County, they brought a lot of money and silk.
Most of the debt they owed for building a threshing machine has now been repaid."
Don't worry about the remaining half.
Luo Yong wants to return it, but they may not be willing to take it back, so there is no harm in letting it go first.
"Sanlang, you said that there are so many bamboo sticks sold, but there is something wrong.
I am afraid that something will happen again in the future."
The more bamboo sticks were sold, the more uneasy Aunt Luo felt.
"Sister, I'm afraid of encountering some difficulties."
Luo Yong asked with a smile.
"It's not that I'm afraid of this."
Aunt Luo said.
Luo Yong has always been reliable.
In the past few years, the siblings have become somewhat accustomed to relying on him.
They don't think there will be any obstacles that Luo Yong cannot overcome.
Besides, she and Er Niang are slowly getting better.
They have all stood up, and even if they encounter any difficulties, the siblings can support each other.
"What are you afraid of, sister?"
Luo Yong asked her. "" Aunt Luo thought for a while, but she didn't know what she was afraid of.
That night, Aunt Luo lay in bed and thought about it, and finally she figured it out.
She was actually afraid of things, and she didn't know what she was afraid of.
Anyway, she was just afraid of being timid.
Previously, she was thinking whether Luo Yong's lavish actions were not safe enough.
Now that she thought about it carefully, her so-called safety was not really safety.
This layer of safety was wrapped in a layer of safety.
Yes, it is actually cowardice.
It was obvious that she was timid and fearful, but she insisted on packaging such a weak mentality into a safe one.
Saburo must have seen it clearly.
Luo Yong can indeed see clearly.
In his opinion, Aunt Luo, who is only 21 years old this year, has done well enough so far.
Cowardice is present in everyone.
The difference is that some people can face up to their cowardice and work hard to overcome it, while some people live with such cowardice all their lives, weaving countless lies and excuses in their own world.
And then continue to be cowardly with peace of mind.
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"Your Majesty, I heard that Narosaburo has recently made a kind of cake called cake.
It tastes very good.
Your Majesty cannot go there in person, so why don't you let the palace people buy it?"
On this day, when a minister entered the palace to discuss matters with the emperor, he mentioned cakes by the way, and then presented a few bamboo sticks to His Majesty the Emperor.
His Majesty the Emperor took the bamboo sticks, played with them in his hands, and then asked: "Can you decipher the secret message on these bamboo sticks?"
"Not yet."
The minister bowed.
"Ai Qing, do you think these secret words have deep meaning?"
the emperor asked again.
"It should just be a mark, in case someone makes a fake signature and uses it in their shop."
The minister replied.
The emperor paused and then added: "Someone told me two days ago that the signature engraved on it is a secret message for collaborating with the enemy."
As soon as the minister heard this, sweat started pouring from his forehead.
If you really put it this way, half of Chang'an City would be suspected of being a collaborator, because many people have come into contact with this bamboo stick.
Among the six schools, Many outstanding students will also be involved.
Logically speaking, the emperor should not allow this argument to be confirmed.
After all, it involves too much, but if His Majesty the Emperor has just had enough of these family members nagging in front of him all day long in the past two years, he plans to make a big move.
Turning the entire court into his own monologue
"Your Majesty must investigate this matter thoroughly."
The minister did not dare to say that this argument must be false.
What if he and Luo Yong were said to be in the same group?
"It's just speculation.
It's not worth investigating."
The emperor smiled and asked the minister: "How many bamboo sticks have been sold by Sister's Restaurant now?"
"There are always thousands of them," the minister replied.
"The movement is very fast."
The emperor smiled.
Owing so much foreign debt, it can be regarded as establishing some debt relationships with many people.
Although this relationship is shallow, it is also quite extensive.
Although it is not comparable to those aristocratic families with big trees and deep roots, it is at least like a coffin board.
Similarly, he has nailed himself firmly to this piece of land in Chang'an City.
It is neither gold nor stone.
It is not unshakable and indestructible, but it will take a lot of effort to pull him up by the roots.
After the minister left, the emperor casually scattered the bamboo sticks in his hand on the desk.
He saw that the seemingly ordinary bamboo sticks were engraved with a series of numbers consisting of "0" and " 1" numbers.
Except Luo Sanlang himself, no one knows what these numbers mean.
Many people believe that Luo Sanlang can tell the authenticity of a bamboo stick just by looking at the numbers on the bamboo stick.
Although those who can afford the breakfast buffet at Ma's Guest House are all decent people in Chang'an and are unlikely to bring fake bamboo sticks to their homes for dinner, necessary anti-counterfeiting measures must still be taken.
For a moment.
Luo Yong first numbered the bamboo sticks, and then translated the numbers into binary, a string of numbers composed of "0" and "1".
This may not necessarily have a very good anti-counterfeiting effect, but it will have a deterrent effect.
In addition, numbering each bamboo stick is also a very necessary task.
Luo Yong plans to hire another person in the next few days to sort out the bamboo sticks.
Everyone who comes to eat the buffet breakfast will register their name and the number on the bamboo stick.
If there is any mistake on any day, as long as If you take some time to check, you can basically find out which numbered tickets have problems, and correspondingly, you can also find out who came to eat with these tickets.
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This is a very detailed and tedious job, and it requires someone Luo Yong can trust, but it was not easy to find him at the time.
In the early morning of the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, before dawn and the morning drums sounded, many people came to Ma's guest house to have a buffet.
This time, most of them were ladies and gentlemen.
"That's Luo Sanlang, right?"
"She looks really fair."
"You look good when you smile."
"I heard he is not married yet" "I wonder if I have a favorite little lady."
"It must not have happened yet."
"It hasn't been long since he came to Chang'an City." "" Luo Yong was building roads outside this summer, and was tanned as dark as candy cake by the strong sun.
Now that a few months have passed, he has turned white again without realizing it.
Today he was wearing a gray and white fine linen robe, and he was standing at the temporary console in the corner of the hall on the second floor, decorating flowers.
He looked refreshing and quiet.
When he was not talking, he looked like a handsome young man.
Luo Yong also heard the whispers of those people over there.
To be honest, this was exactly the effect he wanted today.
People in the 21st century know that desserts are all about the cool and handsome guy at the dessert station.
The picture is more delicious.
This time, the decoration is more beautiful than the samples sent out for people to try out a few days ago.
It is no longer pure white.
Luo Yong tinkered with it in the past few days and came up with a total of three colors.
The red one is mulberry flavored, the green one is courgette flavored, and the yellow one is peach flavored.
For mulberries, dried mulberries are soaked in water and boiled.
For courgettes, courgette peels are crushed and concentrated.
For peaches, canned peaches are used.
Although these colors are not very bright and beautiful, they are more natural and taste better.
After the morning drums were beaten, Qiao Junlin came over soon.
Luo Yong was working here alone last night and asked Qiao Junlin to go back to Feng'anfang.
After all, he still had to put his studies first, so he didn't So that it would occupy his time studying and practicing martial arts.
Qiao Junlin also wore the same robe as Luo Yong today.
The two of them worked together and finally managed to cope with the peak period.
There were really many female customers who came to them for the buffet breakfast that day, although this small cake was also There is a limited supply, only one per person, but it can't handle the large number of people.
It is estimated that before eight o'clock, all the chiffon cakes and cream prepared yesterday have been consumed.
"Why is there no more?
When did this happen?"
“Isn’t the breakfast dinner going to be over in more than an hour?”
"Why didn't you do more yesterday?"
"It's not too late to do it now.
My little lady came here specially today just to have a cake."
There were quite a few people who came late, and some of them were a little unhappy because they didn't get to eat.
For a while, the door of Ma's guest house was bustling with people, and many people expressed their dissatisfaction there.
At this time, a carriage passed by the door of Sister's Restaurant.
Seeing the bustling scene, someone in the carriage said, "This Sister's Restaurant is really lively."
"I heard that a food called cake has just been launched, and the ladies like it very much."
Another person said.
"Since that cake is so delicious, why don't you make more and sell it?
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It's like this, so people want to buy it but can't."
"If everyone can buy it, then it won't be rare.
How can he sell his bamboo sticks?"
"In my opinion, selling bamboo sticks may not make you as fast as selling cakes."
"That's true, but why do you think Narosaburo just wants to make money?"
"There are no businessmen in the world who don't want to make money."
"It's true that he wants to make money, and it's true that he wants to borrow money."
"Look at that person, he is a chamberlain in the palace."
At this time, another young man who had been silent until now suddenly pointed to the crowd outside the window and said to the other two people.
"The eunuch's surname is Xu, and he is the personal servant of the saint."
The other two people looked over and quickly recognized the eunuch's identity.
"Why is he crowded here?"
"Look at the anxious look on his face, I'm afraid he didn't buy the cake."
"You think that Luo Sanlang can give the emperor face this time?"
"Who knows" "Let's make a bet."
"Gamble too much" "Just bet on the breakfast at that sister's restaurant."
The author has something to say: I started writing and deleting yesterday.
I am not very satisfied with the content I coded.
The update speed has slowed down a bit.
I hope everyone can forgive me.
In addition, someone mentioned in the comment area of the previous chapter that the whipping cream extracted from goat milk is not easy to whip, so I went back and modified it, using cow milk instead.
It’s good for everyone to know, and it won’t cause any trouble in reading. hinder. gd1806102: