Chapter 89： These foodies

Chapter 89 These foodies

"Well, then it's settled. After the construction is completed, I will choose a good day. We will move there together. When the time comes, we will not invite anyone else. We will invite Mr. Xianggong's family and mayor Qian to come to the house to have a good time. ?”

"It's okay to invite Mr., why should you invite Mayor Qian?"

"During this time, he has been taking care of us, shouldn't we please?"

Lu Sanniang pursed her lips, looking reluctant, which made Qiao Mai very curious.

"What is your relationship with him?"

"It doesn't matter, it's just a suitor when I was young."

"It's not just for this reason?"

"Anyway, don't ask about me and him."

"Okay, don't be reluctant when the time comes, I ask the mayor."

"It's up to you, I can tell you, hide all your good things, that person has sharp eyes and is very greedy for money."

"But he treats you differently and treats you very well, what does my sister say?"

Shopkeeper Lu blushed and stopped talking about this topic.

The weather is getting warmer, Qiao Mai has been selling goods at home with Linger, and rarely goes out.

I come out once in a while, just to visit the embroidery village or the new house.

Because there was no man in the house, she set up a table at the gate of the courtyard during the day, which just blocked the gate, and placed some goods at the gate of the courtyard.

People who come to buy goods can buy what they want without going into the house, so there will be less chatter.

The neighbor on the left, Mrs. Chen, never came again, and Qiao Mai also ended up in a quiet place.

Because the variety sold at home is very complete, it has attracted wealthy households from several surrounding towns. When thinking of something to eat, I think of Mrs. Qiao first.

So her business is very good, Chen often climbs the ladder and secretly watches her sell goods.

Qiao Mai had spotted her a long time ago, but he didn't hum.

Seeing Qiao Mai making so much money every day, Mrs. Chen is jealous, wishing that those things are hers, and that money is also hers.

Qiao Mai likes to see her jealous and helpless look.

Presumably the last time Chen Hao came to eat snail noodles, she wished she could grow wings and fly in.

She doesn't even want to talk to someone who is not enough to be blessed like this, and suffers a lot.

Such days passed quickly, and it was the end of the month, and it was time for Yuan Jiaqi and the children to come back.

At noon, this group of foodies stepped into the house.

A sumptuous meal was prepared on the table long ago, but they came with Wang Zongsheng and his two sons, Wang Jiaru and Wang Zihan.

Without saying anything, we introduced each other and sat down to eat.

Wang Zongsheng came here specifically to eat, and the old man couldn't wait to tell him about it after returning home.

Originally planned to come over the next day, but because of some urgent matter, it was delayed.

In order to save trouble, we might as well come here together.

Hearing is believing, seeing is believing, seeing a table of meals that even Patriarch Wang has never seen before, he believed it!

While eating, slowly tasting the dishes.

I have to say that what the old father said is really true, the friend my daughter made is really special.

Their Wang family's business is also spread all over the country, and it also involves restaurants. If all the dishes on this table are taken down.

Not only can the restaurant of the Wang family be improved, but Yinyin will become a well-known restaurant in various prefectures by then.

He was so depressed that he didn't ask, and Qiao Mai was even more so.

As long as he doesn't mention it, she will pretend not to know.

It seems that they can't go back today, because there is still one meal left, and that is the hot pot.

After eating and drinking tea for a while, I watched Qiao Mai do business in the courtyard for a while.

The two old foxes of the Wang family are really convinced by Qiao Mai, they are more dormant than these old guys.

I know what they are here for, but I don’t want to say anything, so I have to hold you back. Anyway, it’s the Wang family who are worried.

Wang Zongsheng saw that she was sold out and asked, "You have your own way for these things, right?"

"Yes,"

"Well, the food you made tastes good."

"Thank you uncle for your compliment."

"Did my father tell you about Fang Zi?"

"No hurry, let's talk about it after eating hot pot tonight?"

"also!"

Wang Zongsheng had to admire Mrs. Qiao, he had already mentioned it, and she was not in a hurry, it was to whet his appetite.

At night, Wang Zongsheng was completely moved when he saw a table full of ingredients.

Although this soup pot is best eaten in winter, it has a different taste in summer. Even if you don’t eat meat, eating this dish alone with small ingredients will eat more than eating stir-fried vegetables.

Especially with so many ingredients that have never been seen before, if you open a workshop, make all of them, and sell them all over the country, or even other countries, it should be a matter of making more money.

"Girl, is this duck blood really made of duck blood?"

"Yes, pig blood can also be made. The blood can be boiled, stir-fried, or fried. It is very delicious, but if you want to eat hot pot, duck blood is the best."

"Where is this fan?"

"In addition to hot pot, it can also be served cold and soup."

"Minger, can you make some dishes with these?"

"Okay, if you want to eat, I will do it."

"Then there is work."

At night, three of the Wang family’s masters sleep in a big pit, and Miss Wang and her maid are squeezed on the same kang with Qiao Mai.

Here, Mr. Wang got into bed, and his body was still warm, and it seemed that the kang was slightly burned.

"See, it's full of prescriptions. If you fix it, your business will be much better."

"Do you want to report to the master?"

"This thing belongs to our family. Report it to the master. You just don't care about it. The master has their own business and doesn't need us."

"How much silver do you think is suitable?"

"One thousand taels per dish, don't underpay, this is Ru'er's friend."

"Twelve dishes are 12,000. It's okay to boil the beef and mutton. Our cook still understands this. It's the one called Kuanfen and Vermicelli. I think it's pretty good,"

"The one called blood is pretty good, but it's not suitable for workshops. Tell the kitchen how to do it. You can buy fresh ones and make them fresh."

"Well, let's take a look at those dishes tomorrow. If they are suitable, I think they can be bought out for 20,000 taels of silver. They can't be sold to others except for her own food."

"This is necessary. If we sell it to others, how can we do business."

"The mutton roll and beef roll are pretty good, and we will ask our chef to cut them like that later."

"By the way, his small material is the most important, and the soul lies here."

"Yes, yes, she must write it down, too,"

The father and son said excitedly that in the second half of the night, it was the first time Wang Jiaru slept on the kang when he was growing up.

She couldn't fall asleep, so she pulled Qiao Mai to talk.

"Let me tell you, my father is rich, I look at the table at noon, the dishes at night, and tomorrow morning, at least ask her for 30,000 taels of silver, if there is less, let him go. "

Qiao Mai burst out laughing, "How can there be such a cheating girl like you?"

"I'm telling the truth, part of the money he earned was handed over to the master of the capital."

"Aren't you the master?"

"We are a branch of the royal family in the capital."

"understood."

"So, you have to seize the opportunity and kill him once, or he will give all the money to his owner."

"What about your house?"

"It's also profitable. Don't ask, just listen to me. I won't sell it if it's less than 30,000 tomorrow, you know?"

"For sure, just a recipe with small ingredients is a big recipe. Just this one, it's 10,000 taels less and can't be sold, let alone anything else."

"Yes, yes, you just ask for it hard."

"You can't say that. I also calculated it. It's not worth the price, and I won't open my mouth like a lion."

"Remember, the Wang family is not short of tens of thousands of taels of silver."

"knew."

Early the next morning, Qiao Mai handed Linger to Miss Wang's master and servant, and let them watch, and she went to the kitchen.

She was tinkering in the kitchen, boiled half a pot of jelly with sweet potato flour, cut it into square cubes twice the size of a finger, and fried a jelly.

Boil the wide noodles and soak them in cold water, then use the vermicelli to make a cabbage vermicelli soup, mix a vermicelli with cold, and mix with a big lapping.

(end of this chapter)