Dingsheng Building, a two-story wooden building, is located at the wharf of Hekou Town.
?Businessmen coming and going can choose the private room on the second floor. While eating, drinking and chatting, you can enjoy the river view and observe the status of your own merchant ships.
If you want to be more elegant, you will invite Le Hu to listen to the music and serve wine with the sound of silk and bamboo.
?There is also a way to enjoy both refined and popular tastes. A stage is set up on the first floor, and the troupe regularly sings¡ª¡ªJiangxi is an opera nest, and any large restaurant or teahouse is unqualified if it lacks a troupe.
Early in the morning, the sky is not yet bright.
The Dingsheng Building hadn't even opened for business, and the door panels hadn't even been removed, yet someone came and knocked on the door frantically.
"Who is it? Here it is, here it is, don't knock any more!" The shop assistant just woke up, he took down a door panel, saw seven or eight people standing outside, yawned and said, "The cook hasn't come yet, It's too early, everyone."
"It's not early, check the accounts!"
After Fei Xi (big shopkeeper) gave an order, the servants around him immediately restrained the shop assistant.
Zhao Han, Fei Ze (Jian Dan) and Fei De (Jiu Po) quickly broke into the shop with a few servants.
"What are you going to do?"
"Help, robbers are robbing people!"
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A total of four shopkeepers were detained in a blink of an eye, and the entire restaurant was taken over.
As soon as the ledger was dug out, a few more restaurant employees came, and they were all detained in the private room on the second floor, and interrogated separately about the information they knew.
At the back door of the restaurant, some food deliverers came one after another, and they were also invited into the store to make a routine.
A fish delivery man wanted to run away, but Fei Ze (Jian Dan) quickly caught him back. After some inquiries, it turned out that this person was the nephew and son-in-law of the shopkeeper, who was responsible for receiving the goods from the fishermen, and then transporting them to the restaurant for sale.
The situation of the other food deliverers is not far behind, more or less related to the management.
The accountant Mr. Zhao Han brought is intensively checking the accounts.
Fei Xi (big shopkeeper) said to Zhao Han: "There is a problem with the purchase price of the ingredients, at least 50% higher than the normal market price."
Zhao Han said: "Separately interrogated and exposed each other. Those ordinary guys are only petty theft. A few cooks are the most powerful. They deliberately killed the fresh fish, or the meat was spoiled. They brought it back at night after work. At home, sell it to the neighbors at a low price. Spices are also stolen, especially pepper. By the way, a guy confessed that the second shopkeeper in charge of the opera troupe and music troupe had a trick with those opera singers."
"Brother, the shopkeeper is here!" Fei Ze ran over to report.
"catch!"
The shopkeeper of the restaurant is called Fei Zhong. He was caught in a daze just as he stepped into the shop, and he was frightened and shouted: "The hero, spare your life, the hero, spare your life!"
A total of three shopkeepers were arrested one after another.
Zhao Han said: "Uncle Xi, you are the shopkeeper sent by your wife, of course you are in charge of running the restaurant. As for these three people, they must be escorted to the official, and the other shop workers can hold the handle."
"It's Brother Yihan's." Fei Xi said with a smile.
Zhao Han called all the cooks again, a master chef, three apprentices, and a group of help cooks.
The chef's name is Peng Zhengxiang, he is a hired worker, and he is already very old. Unless there are VIP guests, he usually does not do it himself, and only lets three apprentices take care of the cooking.
Zhao Han grabbed a handful of dried chilies and said with a smile: "This pepper is used up quickly. Are there many customers who like spicy food?"
"Master, please forgive me, please forgive me!" Peng Zhengxiang quickly knelt down and kowtowed.
Zhao Han did not mention his charges, but only asked: "Is there any pepper planted in Qianshan?"
Peng Zhengxiang replied: "Most peppers are shipped from Zhejiang, and they are also grown locally in recent years, but not a lot."
Simple written records about chili peppers first appeared in the 19th year of Wanli.
The detailed text description of peppers, including the color of flowers, first appeared in the first year of Tianqi.
That is to say, at least 30 years ago, chili was introduced into Daming. Moreover, the real introduction time must be much earlier, it was first recorded by literati thirty years ago.
There were two early transmission routes of pepper, one from Zhejiang and the other from Liaodong.
Qianshan County is next to Zhejiang, and it has been exposed to peppers far earlier than Huguang, Sichuan, and Guizhou.
"Take out all the spices." Zhao Han said.
"Huh?" Peng Zhengxiang didn't understand.
Zhao Han asked: "Are you discussing how much money you made, or do you want to learn cooking skills with me?"
Peng Zhengxiang immediately shouted: "Bring all the spices!"
The kitchen was full of panic, everyone was scared and curious.
&nbIt sells red oil fried chicken and oil spicy rice noodles (noodles), which are said to be new dishes from the royal chef.
Palace dishes?
Good guy, then bring it up quickly!
There are not enough chickens in the kitchen, and the restaurant buyers are sent to look for chickens all over the world.
Upstairs and downstairs, unlucky diners can be seen everywhere, sitting there sticking out their tongues because of the heat.
I only heard a strong man slapping the table and shouting: "Another plate of red oil chicken!"
Zhao Han sat at the counter to observe the situation, and saw that this guy was dressed in ordinary clothes, and he didn't seem to be a rich man, but he ordered a table of good food and carried a stick with him. He summoned the shop assistant and asked, "What is that table for?"
The shop clerk replied: "They are all the leaders of the Iron Foot Society."
"Iron Foot Society?" Zhao Han had never heard of it.
The store clerk explained: "In the past few decades, all walks of life have established guilds. There are rice guilds in the rice industry, and cloth guilds in the cloth industry. The bitter haha ??have learned from others, and they have also formed clubs. The iron foot guild is the wharf. The guild of coolies, and later the porters in the town also joined, and if any employer dares to default on wages, hundreds or thousands of people from the Iron Foot Society will come to the door with poles to ask for it."
Good guy, this is the prototype of a trade union.
Zhao Han didn't know that the various trade unions in Qianshan, especially the paper industry union, were the most powerful.
They are all skilled workers, and the industry is densely populated, and many of them can read a few big characters. The owner of the private paper mill had no choice but to compromise if he was treated harshly and went on strike at every turn.
As for the official paper mills, they don't treat their employees as human beings at all, and those who dare to take the lead in making troubles are directly beaten to death or disabled - it doesn't matter if production is delayed.
In the middle of the Qing Dynasty, paper workers in Qianshan County accounted for more than 30% of the county's population (excluding children).
At the end of the Ming Dynasty, it was not so powerful, but the number of paper workers was equally terrifying. In Shitang Town alone, if you count the bamboo chopping, burning tanks, and lifting, there are 50,000 to 60,000 papermakers in one town. It can be said that the whole town revolves around the paper mill!
Union?
Strike?
interesting.
Zhao Han got up and walked over, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Guest officers, are you satisfied with the new dishes in our restaurant?"
(Seriously consecrate a book: "Red Heart Patrol", a particularly awesome fairy tale, with more than 3 million words, it is full. ?