MTL - I Became the Prime Minister’s Adored Wife after Transmigrating-Chapter 263 There is a word called hunger marketing

  Chapter 263 has a word called hunger marketing

Hou's lowered eyes covered the sarcasm in his eyes, and his tone became more gentle, "What the master said is that a village girl is naturally not worthy of our Tianxiang, but now that the master has just been promoted, if something happens at this juncture matter…"

  Her words came to an abrupt end, and Magistrate Ma naturally understood what she meant.

   "Then send someone to take good care of Tianxiang, and don't let him have trouble again."

   "Okay, I understand." Hou smiled.

   Today's Ma Tianxiang is locked in a quiet room in the backyard, screaming every day.

  Because as early as the night when he molested Feng Chunyan, he had his third leg disabled by a masked man in black.

  A disabled son is equivalent to waste.

  However, Hou did not intend to tell Magistrate Ma about this matter, after all, she was about to welcome her own child.

  Hongxing Restaurant.

  Ji Zhao looked at the whole set of jewelry on the table, his eyes flickered slightly.

"It seems that Mrs. Ma has fulfilled her wish, otherwise she would not have given such a big thank you gift." Shen Yao casually picked up a pearl hairpin and chuckled, "But my A Tao is really It's amazing, you can be called a concubine, right?"

  Hearing the joke in his tone, Ji Zhao shrugged helplessly, "In fact, Mrs. Ma is not difficult to conceive, but her diet for so many years is a bit strange."

   "A Tao, have you noticed something?" Shen Yao inserted the pearl hairpin into Ji Zhao's bun, and asked with great interest.

"Madam Ma's three meals a day are all spicy, and she has to drink a bowl of peanut and barley soup every afternoon. Barley is cold in nature. If it is eaten in large quantities for a long time, it will cause kidney yang deficiency, and it is not good for children. .”

   "You mean, someone doesn't want Mrs. Ma to be pregnant?"

   I didn't expect such a dirty trick to be hidden in such a small county magistrate's mansion.

   "Maybe." Ji Zhao thought for a while, turned around and picked up a pen, and carefully wrote some food and tonic prescriptions that are good for nourishing qi, nourishing blood and good for women's health. "I think Mrs. Hou will like this gift in return."

  After this matter came to an end, Shen Dalang was not in a hurry to expand the shop of Shenji pastries.

  Now he has a son and everything is enough;

  Time flies by, and Dingyuan County ushered in a brighter April day in a blink of an eye.

   At the same time, a new county magistrate was ushered in.

"Mr. Ji is really one of the three fires for new officials to take office," You Er said while fiddling with his abacus in Hongxing Restaurant, "The 'old rules' left by Mr. Ma before have been revoked. If this Mr. Wei Ji is really a good and honest official, then our restaurant should make more profit!"

  The previous Master Ma Fong was a money-gatherer;

"I heard that when Master Ma's family moved out of the county government office, they secretly carried out six large sealed boxes?" Ji Zhao joked while stirring the boiled cane sugar, "It seems that our Master Ma I have been searching for people's fat and people's ointment for a long time!"

  The world is unfair. Those corrupt officials who oppressed the people turned their heads and climbed up the high branches, step by step.

   Shen Yao, who was seriously making sugar paintings, couldn't help but raise his lips, "Sometimes, the higher you climb, the harder you fall."

   "You two, why are you playing charades?" You Er frowned curiously while listening to the conversation between the two.

   "Brother You, how about trying this sugar painting?" Ji Zhao smiled and handed him a sugar painting with a gold ingot pattern, "Try it?"

"I really don't understand what the two of you are thinking. The business in the shop was so good a few days ago, and you actually posted a notice to rest? Do you dislike the hot money?" You Er took a bite of the sugar painting viciously, Then his eyes lit up, "Hey, why is it different from the ones I ate before?"

  The sugar painting he had eaten before was stiff and sweet, and he wanted to throw it away before taking two bites.

   But the sugar paintings made by A Tao and his wife are different. They have a crisp taste, and the sweetness is not greasy at all, and there is even a faint fragrance.

   "I purposely added some tea powder to the prepared syrup," Ji Zhao explained to You Er with a smile, "The sugar painting made in this way is not only not greasy, but also has another taste."

   "Wonderful!" You Er praised without hesitation, "A Tao, I am really convinced by your cooking skills."

"However, I still don't understand why you choose to close the shop for three days when claypot rice and crock pot soup are the most popular?" You Er said regretfully, "If you don't operate for three days, I'm afraid you will earn less. A hundred taels of silver!"

   "Brother You, you can never earn enough money." Ji Zhao said with a smile, "We need to combine work and rest!"

   "Then you don't worry, if the shop is closed for three days, will the business become bleak?"

   "No!" Ji Zhao raised his eyebrows confidently, "Second Brother You, there is a word called hunger marketing."

"what for?"

"Didn't I spend a lot of money on marketing and publicity to successfully launch claypot rice and crock pot soup in my shop? Now the people in Dingyuan County know that only my Spring Breeze Restaurant can There's delicious claypot rice and delicious crock pot soup; you saw the long line outside the shop yesterday, didn't you?"

   "A Tao, the more you explain, the more I can't understand it!"

   "Brother You, just wait, when the Spring Breeze Restaurant resumes business, the business will be even better!"

  At that time, Shen Yao handed Ji Zhao a sugar painting that he had just finished.

  A chubby peach, looking very cute.

  Ji Zhao opened his mouth and took a bite without hesitation, narrowing his eyes happily, "It's so sweet!"

   "Then I'll try it too?" Before she could answer, Shen Yao had already held her wrist, and took a bite where she had bitten.

  The two looked at each other and smiled, and they both saw the gentle pampering from the bottom of each other's eyes.

   "Am I getting old? Why do I feel that my teeth are a little sore now..." You Er said this in a low tone, then turned around and left obediently~

   "Let's go back to the village early tomorrow morning?" Shen Yao stretched out his fingertips, gently wiped the sugar stains on Ji Zhao's lips, and said softly.

"it is good."

  Ji Zhao nodded obediently, "By the way, Shen Yao, isn't it mother's birthday in two days? How about we go out for a stroll later and choose a birthday present for mother?"

   "Okay," Shen Yao readily agreed, "But A Tao, is there any use for you to ask me to make so many sugar paintings?"

   "Well, I want you to accompany me to a place." Ji Zhao looked up at him and smiled brightly.

"where to?"

   "Ci'an Hall."

  Ciantang is located in the south of Dingyuan County. It is a dilapidated courtyard with three entrances and three exits.

  The people living there are lonely old people and homeless children.

  (end of this chapter)