If you don't consummate the marriage for three years and then marry a successful educated youth

After saying that, he had already disappeared. Zhang Shuhua poked her head out from the kitchen and muttered, "Baozhu, what's wrong with your father? What happened in such a hurry?"

Jiang Baozhu shook her head: "I don't know. She went to town with her older brother to sell chicken and duck eggs during the day, but she came back looking a bit listless, like things didn't go well."

"Sigh, doing business is really hard."

*

The brigade leader rushed to his son's house in a huff. When he entered the yard, he saw his son sharpening a knife. He quickly walked over and excitedly called out, "Son, stop sharpening the knife! I have good news to tell you!"

Jiang Lie nodded and said, "Alright, Father, you go ahead."

"I just received a call from Boss Zhao. He said you need to deliver the goods tomorrow, and he'll settle the payment with you immediately. That's how it's been this month. Starting next month, we'll settle payments every two weeks."

"He wants ten chickens and ten ducks, and as many chicken eggs and duck eggs as you can give, he wants them all. The price is as we agreed before, one-third higher than the price of ordinary chicken eggs and duck eggs on the market."

The captain said happily, "That's great! Starting a business isn't that difficult. As long as you stick with it long-term, the business will be stable."

"Tomorrow morning, before dawn, we'll go collect chicken and duck eggs. We need to pick the fattest ones. We have to be honest in business so that we can have long-term cooperation in the future."

Jiang Lie looked up at him: "Father, is there anything else he wants?"

"That's all. I guess they just wanted to give it a try and see if it would be popular. If it sells well, then they'll naturally get more and more orders in the future."

"Son, this is a good long-term job. It's much safer than hunting in the mountains. Before, whenever you went up the mountain, I was always worried that something would happen to you."

The captain said happily, "Now it's great! If this business can continue for a long time, you can make money right here in your own backyard. What a wonderful thing! It's safe, reliable, and you can make a good amount of money."

Jiang Lie nodded and said, "Okay, Dad, I understand. I'll come find you tomorrow morning. We'll go deliver goods directly by cart. We'll buy a donkey when business gets better."

"Okay, I'm going back now. Remember to wake me up early tomorrow morning. Oh, that's great news!"

"I need to tell your Uncle Chen that when we make money in the future, we have to treat him to a meal. He's been following us around all day, so we can't forget that favor."

"Okay, Dad, go ahead. Take a flashlight and be careful on the road."

The captain waved his hand and left: "It's alright, don't worry."

Jiang Lie sharpened the knife, dried it, and hung it up. He returned to the house and looked over, saying, "Wife, I'm going to deliver goods tomorrow. Is there anything we need at home? I'll buy it and bring it back with me."

"No, we don't need anything. If you're going to town, take some vegetables with you. Take a wild rabbit to your second brother's house, and check on the twins while you're at it."

"That's right. My wife is very thoughtful. We should visit regularly to prevent my second son's wife from having to support her own family while her children suffer."

Wen Yao hummed in agreement, then heated up some goat milk to feed the two puppies. Listening to their whimpering, her heart melted, and her eyes softened: "Grow up quickly, and when you're grown up, I'll take you up the mountain."

The next morning, Jiang Lie and his son prepared the goods, pulled the cart to the back door of the Good Luck Restaurant, handed over the goods and received the money, and then went to the second son's house with their baskets on their backs.

"Wow, that's a lot of money. I didn't realize you were doing so well in business, boss. You can even understand the orders now."

"Pretty much. My wife makes me learn to read every night, and I've gradually become familiar with it."

The captain smiled and nodded, "Good, that's good."

*

Good Luck Hotel.

The kitchen staff replaced the regular eggs with double-yolk eggs to start cooking. The chickens and ducks were prepared, and the aroma of stewed soup wafted into the street, attracting people to the restaurant.

Xiao Wu smiled kindly: "Grandpa, what would you like to eat?"

The old man's nose twitched slightly: "Yes, that's the smell. Are you making old duck soup? I'd like a serving of this. Just give me this."

"Old duck soup? Let me ask the kitchen if they have any. Please wait a moment."

A large bowl was quickly served. The old man smelled it and smiled, "Yes, that's the taste. It's authentic, very fragrant, and not fishy at all."

Before long, I finished a bowl. After paying, I took one home. Gradually, more and more people came into the shop, all attracted by the aroma.

It's hard to describe the aroma, but it completely overpowers the spicy and overpowering smell of the other side.

This continued for several days in a row, and the flow of people across the street was drawn to the opposite side. Gao Jinbao quickly realized that something was wrong. When he came to the lobby, he saw that there were less than half of the customers, which was obviously not right.

Seeing his unpleasant expression, the apprentice leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Master, we know what's wrong with the business. They've introduced some new dishes that've attracted customers away."

"To me, it just smells so-so. It's nowhere near as flavorful and appetizing as ours. What's so delicious about their bland and tasteless food? Without seasoning, it's so fishy!"

Gao Jinbao frowned slightly: "Hmm, let's continue to observe and see what they're up to. If it's a new product with a low price, they can't rely on low prices for long."

The apprentice quickly chimed in, "Yes, Master is right. How can they compare to us? Their business has always been worse than ours. Master's cooking skills are the best."

"Alright, stop flattering me. Keep an eye on the other side. If anything seems amiss, let me know."

"Yes, master, we understand."

Days passed by, and half a month flew by. The business of Xingfu State-run Restaurant was deteriorating at a visible rate, a fact that Gao Jinbao could not deny.

He stepped out the door with a gloomy face, still feeling resentful about the scolding he'd received from his boss. He'd lost face and felt even more uncomfortable.

The apprentices rushed over, asking, "Master, Master, are you alright?"

Gao Jinbao snorted: "What could possibly happen to me? The boss is counting on me, so why would he want to offend me? He just wants me to check on the other side."

"Why are all our customers going to the other side? They're still using low prices to attract people. That shouldn't be the case. It's been half a month. Even if they're still using this method, customers should be tired of it by now."

"Well... to answer your question, Master, they're not using low prices to attract customers; it's the food that truly draws them in."

"My wife bought a bowl of old duck soup. I've had it, and it tastes incredibly delicious. There's no strange duck flavor at all. I don't know how they manage to do that."

"Hmph, then go investigate! What are you standing here for? Get out!"

The apprentice turned pale and quickly retreated.

Gao Jinbao, panting heavily, gritted his teeth, clearly unconvinced: "I don't accept it! How could their garbage food smell so good? Something must have gone wrong, it must be."