The decoration of the Northern Jiangsu Tea House is almost complete, and the pastries developed by Song Xinshu have also been prepared, and a dim sum master was specially invited to teach them how to make dim sum.

Of course, Song Xinshu didn't teach all the secrets, after all, these are his own exclusive secrets, and he will have to rely on these things to live in the future.

Song Xinshu has stayed up all night in order to prepare for the tasting conference a few days later, and his eyes are blind and have obvious dark circles.

The reputation can't wait for the opening to be established, it must be before the opening, so that all the residents in Jinling City know the news of the opening of the Subei Tea House, what opening big rewards, free tastings, coupons or something, she has a lot of ideas in her heart, and a thick stack of scratch paper is used.

At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, the housekeeper saw that Song Xinshu's room was still lit, so he asked someone to bring her a bowl of white fungus soup.

In Jinling City, all men are out earning money to support their families, and few women are showing up to do business outside, but Madame never seems to care about this, only focusing on the things in front of her.

I heard that Madame's husband was elsewhere, but she never mentioned her husband to the people in the courtyard.

But Madame doesn't say it, there must be Madame's difficulties, and it's not easy for them to explore more than what they do.

Song Xinshu has always liked to do things like opening lively, and it is best for everyone to know that the red lanterns and silk were hung at the door yesterday, with a joyful atmosphere.

Song Xinshu sat on the second floor of the teahouse, and saw people passing by pointing at the gate of the teahouse with a curious look, and his heart was happy.

Early the next morning, the guys at the tea house set up a few long tables at the door of the street, and then spread a water-red tablecloth.

Then a small blue and white porcelain plate with dim sum was placed on the table, and a vase with flower arrangements was placed as a decoration, and milk tea and other teas were also placed in small cups and placed on another table.

At first, everyone didn't know what it was about, but they gathered around in twos and threes, and when there were more people on the street, a guy stood on a small stool with an iron horn and started shouting.

"The tasting meeting of Subei Tea House has begun, don't miss it when you pass by, vote for your favorite dim sum, free tea and free dim sum, welcome to taste!"

This is a line written by Song Xinshu in advance, so that the guy memorized it word for word, although the guy felt that this was a bit weird, but Mrs. arranged it like this, how could there be any reason not to memorize.

When the people around heard the word "free", they all gathered around, and everyone had never seen such an activity in Jinling City, which was very fresh.

The guy will give three pink paper flowers to everyone who comes to try it, and put the paper flowers next to the snack if they like to eat it.

Song Xinshu wanted to know what kind of tastes the residents of Jinling City had, and through this tasting meeting, he would be able to know a rough idea, and the most unpopular dim sum would have to be studied carefully.

Seeing the residents who came to try the food, Song Xinshu's heart was also very satisfied, and he couldn't help but think that these modern marketing methods are still very useful, and this time it is market research.

The tasting meeting did not end until the sun set in the afternoon, and the chefs in the back kitchen were also making non-stop, and the guys were already tired, and they sat on the steps of the courtyard one by one to fan and rest.

Song Xinshu carefully checked the results of everyone's votes, and the most popular was osmanthus sugar cake, and almost everyone praised this cake.

Although the door of the North Jiangsu Tea House became messy after this tasting meeting, Song Xinshu's heart was still very satisfied, after all, he got valuable information.

In the evening, she ordered a lot of good dishes in the largest restaurant in Jinling City, and sent them to Subei Tea House to invite all the masters and men to have a big meal to reward them for their hard work today.

Ah Ya and Wu Xiuyuan were also busy running back and forth today, and at this time, one of them was holding a snowflake cake and eating, and there was no tired look on his face, chatting happily.

Song Xinshu pounded his sore waist, looking at the happy appearance of the two children, he couldn't help laughing, sure enough, the child is a child, as long as it is lively, he will not feel tired.

After the tasting meeting, it is to prepare for the official opening, this time she wants to invite people with heads and faces in Jinling City, which also needs the help of her godfather Zhang Guodong.

Early the next morning, Song Xinshu asked the guy to carefully pack a few pastries in the tea house, using the latest design of the packaging box, which looked very delicate and luxurious, and took Ah Ya to Taishou Mansion.

But I didn't see Zhang Guodong today, I heard Fan say that someone from the imperial court came to spread the word, Zhang Guodong accompanied the people from the imperial court to go boating on Luoxin Lake, and he couldn't come back for a while.

Song Xinshu took out the pastry and put it in front of Fan, looked at Fan like a treasure and said, "Godmother, I made this with my own hands, can you taste it?" ”

Fan looked at Song Xinshu's smiling face, his mood became better, and he smiled and picked up a piece of bean paste glutinous rice balls and put it in his mouth, and tasted it carefully.

Song Xinshu looked at Fan expectantly, and after tasting it carefully, Fan said after tasting it carefully: "Xinshu, I didn't know you had such a good craft before!" ”

Song Xinshu's eyes were crooked with a smile, and he said, "This is all developed when I usually have nothing to do, as long as my godmother likes it." ”

Fan looked at the remaining bean paste glutinous rice balls in his hand and said: "Two years ago, I went to Beijing with your godfather to visit relatives, and I went to meet the executives in the capital, and the servant brought a pastry, which was similar to the one you made, saying that it was a reward from the palace, and the one you made caught up with the craftsmanship of the dim sum master in the palace!" ”

Song Xinshu's eyes widened in surprise and said, "Really, godmother, my craftsmanship can really be compared with the master in the palace?" ”

In fact, Song Xinshu doesn't believe it very much, although she has purified many ingredients, but she is only a dessert lover, not a professional, how can she be compared with a master with more than ten years of experience in the palace?

Fan said thoughtfully: "After a few years, I'm not very sure, but this pastry is really one of the best in Jinling City!" ”

Listening to the praise of the godmother, Song Xinshu's heart felt warm, and he hurriedly held the remaining pastries in front of Fan's family.

Fan has always wanted such a well-behaved and cheerful daughter, and now he has got his wish.

Fan said with a smile: "Now that you eat so many pastries, you won't be able to eat lunch for a while, so you will stay here to eat for a while, and accompany me well, you see that you definitely haven't eaten well during this time, and everyone has lost a lot of weight." ”

Song Xinshu obediently took Fan's arm and came to the restaurant of Taishou Mansion, Fan asked someone to prepare a table of good dishes, and kept putting vegetables into Song Xinshu's bowl.

The two chatted while eating, looking like a real mother and daughter.

Song Xinshu actually had something to ask for today, thought about it for a while, and said, "Godmother, I have something to ask for." ”

Fan put down his chopsticks and said, "Is there any trouble with the tea house?" ”

"No, godmother, when I opened, I wanted to invite some friends of my godfather to sit and drink tea in the teahouse, which is also a rare opportunity to get together, and I don't know if my godfather will appreciate his face."

Fan thought that Song Xinshu had encountered some tricky trouble, so he chuckled in his heart, and said with a smile: "You have such a big business opening, why wouldn't your godfather go, when he comes back, I will tell him personally, you don't have to worry about it." ”

After hearing this, Song Xinshu stood up happily and bowed and said, "Thank you, godmother!" ”

Fan smiled happily and pulled her to sit down and said, "Why are you so polite, kid, hurry up and sit down to eat!" ”

Song Xinshu stayed in the Taishou Mansion until the sunset, and then set off to return to the Northern Jiangsu Tea House.

She slowly walked back along the street, and finally stood at the gate of the North Jiangsu Tea House, looking at the magnificent door plaque of the tea house, and a sense of stability surged in her heart.

Sure enough, having her own industry is the most reassuring thing, which means that she is slowly rising, and now she is only in Jinling City, and when the time comes, she will open a store in the capital!

In that way, you can meet Su Qing......

Thinking of Su Qing, Song Xinshu's heart was inevitably a little sour, and when he was in a daze, the housekeeper walked out of the tea house and said, "Madam, when did you come back, why are you standing here blowing the wind?" ”

Song Xinshu shook his head and said, "It's nothing, is the invitation card for the opening the day after tomorrow ready?" ”

The butler nodded and said, "It's all done, just waiting for your orders." ”

"Pack a few packs of good tea, bring a can of milk tea, and then let Zhou Sheng send it to the Taishou Mansion together."

The butler nodded, turned around and went back to the backyard to arrange these things.

Song Xin breathed a sigh of relief, and silently cheered himself in his heart, the opening ceremony the day after tomorrow must be perfect, and there can be no loopholes, after all, Zhang Guodong's friends are all characters with heads and faces.

As she walked through the gate of the tea house, a figure of a man stepped out from behind the fence across the street, looked around, and hurried away.

On the day of the opening, Song Xinshu got up before dawn, and Subei Tea House also lit up all the lanterns in the front yard and backyard to make final preparations for the opening ceremony.

In the morning, the guests began to arrive one after another, and Song Xinshu stood in the North Jiangsu Tea House to greet them.

A man wearing a robe and holding a folding fan walked in, and the housekeeper whispered beside Song Xinshu: "This is the shopkeeper Li of the jewelry shop on West Street, and he can be regarded as a rich party." ”

Song Xinshu looked at it quietly, and found that this person was dressed very plainly, no different from those talented scholars on the street, but he looked a little older, revealing a little bit of literati sourness.

Shopkeeper Li saw Song Xinshu standing at the door to greet him, and thought that he was the person who was responsible for receiving guests, so he walked over and asked the guy behind him to give him his congratulatory gift.

Song Xinshu glanced at it quietly, and it turned out to be the four treasures of the study, and he couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart.