Wang Lin told Feng Yu Heng: "It's the end of the year, and the boss of the restaurant next to our Hundred Herb Hall is going back to their old home, and they said that they don't want to come back to the capital in the new year. This lowly one wanted to ask boss, could we buy that restaurant and change it into a restaurant for food cooked with medicine?"
Feng Yu Heng's eyes lit up, "Wang Lin, this idea is quite good."
"Does this mean boss agrees?"
Feng Yu Heng said: "Buying it is fine, and the idea of selling food cooked with medicine is good, but the shop cannot be opened so easily. You need to expand more on the idea."
Wang Lin continued: "This lowly one was thinking this way, because the number of people who come to Hundred Herb Hall to seek treatment usually ask about food cooked with medicine, and there are some people who come with prescriptions written by other doctors, the number of people who come and go is not few. If we can open a restaurant that serves food cooked with medicine next door to our Hundred Herb Hall, wouldn't this be very convenient? The food cooked with medicine that we provide will be more reliable, so everyone can be more at ease when eating. Also, the original chefs and clerks can be kept, so everything will be ready to go."
Feng Yu Heng pondered for a while then said: "I have seen that restaurant before. It is not large, but it is big enough to make food cooked with medicine. I recommend that it only makes congee-based dishes. Don't make anything else. Don't take too many customers, and it will only open for half days. Also, you must also consider the wealthy madams and young misses who wish to take care of their bodies but cannot go out. Those are the ones with money and cherish life."
Huang Quan was entertained by this, "Young miss, you are the daughter of a noble family."
Feng Yu Heng smirked, "I can come out. Can they? Wang Lin, as I see it, how about this. You can take the medicinal herbs and prepare the raw ingredients. Distribute them in portions. Have the madams and young misses buy them and take them home to prepare congee for themselves. One small bag will be one meal. It will also be convenient."
Wang Lin nodded repeatedly, "I will not hide it from boss, but the shopkeeper of the restaurant secretly told this lowly one that he hopes we can acquire the shop. That way, he won't need to discuss it with someone else."
"Alright, you can go handle it. I will repeat that you need to continue training more people. Just like how I opened up a new Hundred Herb Hall in Xiao Zhou, who knows when I will open another one somewhere else. It is possible that I will come asking you for people at any time."
Wang Lin said: "Boss, do not worry. There are currently some people training under me. Not to mention shopkeepers, even clerks can be provided at any time."
Feng Yu Heng was very satisfied with Wang Lin. Not only was this person loyal, he was also smart. He devoted himself fully to Hundred Herb Hall, and this saved her a lot of worries.
She spent half a day seeing patients at Hundred Herb Hall, only leaving with Huang Quan at noon. The two found a restaurant and were about to eat outside. Just after the few dishes they ordered were brought out, they saw a young child about five or six years old squatting next to the door. Staring at the chicken on the table, the child swallowed back some drool.
Feng Yu Heng disliked seeing this sort of thing the most. Asking for some oilpaper, she wrapped up a chicken leg and handed it to Huang Quan: "Give it to the young child to eat."
Huang Quan nodded. Thinking a little, she scooped out a spoonful of rice from her bowl onto the oilpaper and brought it over to the child.
But the child did not eat it. Instead, the child wrapped up the food in the oilpaper and stuck it into a pocket then squatted back down and began looking towards some other tables.
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