In the blink of an eye, half of November has passed.
However, the date for the final round of the cooking competition has not been set yet.
Those who mainly participated in the competition came slowly.
An Jin asked again and again, and everyone said that it should be after the New Year, while others said it should be before the New Year.
Ding Xiang was shocked after hearing this. "It's a good thing we have some business here. If not, living here for several months would be very expensive."
The shops opened by Song Yue are all up and running, and the current profits are pretty good. According to expectations, it is possible to recover the investment within three months and increase the profit several times.
Their lives have now become relatively stable, and they have successfully gotten through the busiest period.
This is not.
Because the weather outside was not very good, with rain mixed with sporadic light snow, the first snow of the year in the capital began. An Jin came back early in the morning after arranging his things.
The house is preparing to stew mutton tonight. Ma Yi, A Zuo and A You are preparing it in the backyard. An Jin and Ding Xiang are chatting with Song Yue and Xie Zhijie, and Qing Zhu is also sitting nearby to listen to their discussion.
A rare comfort.
When An Jin heard Ding Xiang say this, he immediately nodded and agreed, "Isn't it? Our expenses are not a problem now, and we can make a lot of money later. We will definitely make back our investment before the New Year, and we can multiply it several times by February or March next year."
He also said: "As for the other participants in the competition, they still have the previous reward money in their hands, and there are some rich families supporting them, so these people can live comfortably. The poorer ones can only live in the government post station. They don't have to worry about food and drink, but it's not easy to eat well."
Qingzhu was warming himself by the fire nearby. Hearing this, he said, "Except for those who are stupid and don't associate with the rich, who has participated in the competition to this point without someone to support him?"
That's true.
An Jin was more informed than Qing Zhu, so he smiled and said, "It's true. I heard that a cook didn't want to live there, and now she lives at the post station."
The government provides subsidies to those who participate in the competition, but it is not too exaggerated.
So life was very poor.
Qingzhu said he didn't understand and kept shaking his head. He had lived with Song Yue for a while and his face became rounder, simply because the food was so good.
Every day I eat either this or that.
Make him whiter and fatter.
It's not just him. Xie Zhijie's complexion has also improved a lot. Song Yue has people stew nourishing medicinal food for him every day. How could he not feel good after drinking it all?
Qingzhu couldn't help but sigh that it was actually quite good for his son to be with Miss Song. Just as he thought of this, he turned around to look at the two people playing chess over there.
But this chess piece is a new thing.
Song Yue asked An Jin to help find someone to make Monopoly. She and Xie Zhijie tried it out and the result was pretty good. Xie Zhijie found it very novel.
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