That's great! Rong Yunhe shook his fist happily. It turned out to be a matter of distance!

Then she tried a few more times and found that what she wanted to collect could not exceed one meter, otherwise it would be invalid.

Moreover, these bees can be collected all at once as long as they are within one meter.

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After solving these problems, Fu Lu saw that it was still early, worried that without Ah Fu, the restaurant would not be busy, so he decided to go to the restaurant to have a look.

Getting the restaurant business on fire as soon as possible is his top priority at the moment. His thirty taels of silver bonus and the sales of Rongjia's space dishes depend on the restaurant.

In fact, his space dishes are not sold at all, whether they are sold on the street, or sold to Fu Lin Lou, which has a very prosperous business opposite the restaurant, it is definitely in short supply, even if his price is five times that of similar dishes on the street, Fu Lu believes that someone will definitely buy it. In this prosperous era of Yanbei, the most important thing is the rich.

However, the husband is not guilty, but he is guilty! If others knew that he had such delicious dishes, and the Rong family was an ordinary family with no money and no power, wouldn't those people be sorry for their power if they didn't use extraordinary means to forcibly seize it?

The restaurant sold to Zhao's shopkeeper is different. What appears in front of everyone is the finished food, not the greens. When others eat delicious, they just think that the chef of the restaurant has a trick and will not suspect his dishes. For the sake of his own business, Shopkeeper Zhao will definitely keep it strictly secret.

"Alu, are you here?" Shopkeeper Zhao saw Fu Lu coming in from outside. The expression on his face was extremely surprised, and the voice of greeting was extremely warm. People who don't know still think that he and Fu Lu haven't seen each other for many years. I miss it so much.

Although the restaurant still has no business today, the shopkeeper Zhao has changed his previous decadent state, and is sitting at the table in the hall with great energy, clumsily rolling the dough with his fat hands. Next to him, there was a dumpling filling that had been stirred—one of the recipes that Fu Lu had given him.

"Shopkeeper Zhao, what about you make dumplings? What about Lao Sun? Fu Lu walked over and looked, it was leek pork and shrimp filling.

"Lao Sun is behind. I didn't see that he was in good spirits, so I told him to make the stuffing and let him rest. ”

In fact, this dumpling is a well-known dish. It's not a new dish.

But when Da Chen people eat this thing, it's like wontons, cooked with soup. Eat with soup; There are also not many types of fillings. On the recipe of Fu Lu, only this one food lists seven or eight kinds of fillings, which are boiled and eaten with sauce and vinegar; Steam in a pot; Fry in a frying pan...... Different ways to eat. The approach to dough is not the same. Shopkeeper Zhao buys this dish. It can be sold as several new staple foods, and it will definitely not suffer a loss.

Lao Sun probably didn't sleep all night last night and was tired. When Fu Lu went to the back kitchen to wash his hands, he heard a loud snoring in his bedroom.

After washing his hands, Fu Lu returned to the hall and sat down, took the rolling pin in the hand of the shopkeeper Zhao, and rolled out the dough skillfully. He often helps Luo Cailei and Lu's mother at home, and his young master and young lady like to eat dumplings. So he practiced a good kung fu of making dumplings.

Shopkeeper Zhao watched Fu Lu throw out a round dough for a while, and after a while, a small mountain was piled up in front of him. I couldn't close my mouth for a long time. But when he thought that Fu Lu even had an ancestral recipe and could cook such delicious porridge in the morning, he was relieved.

"Ah Lu, how are you going to sell that dish? Can you sell it all to me? I want as much as I want. In fact, as soon as Fu Lu came in, Shopkeeper Zhao wanted to ask this sentence. But he was afraid that he would be too eager and would let Fu Lu wait for the price to sell, so he held back until this time before asking.

Fu Lu looked at the eager gaze of the shopkeeper Zhao and said with a smile: "Because my vegetable is not an ordinary planting method, the care is too laborious, and the fertilizer required is not the same as the ordinary vegetables, so the yield is very small, and it takes four or five days to produce more than a dozen trees, and it is impossible for you to use it as a green vegetable to entertain guests." Besides, just because it's so delicious, if I really take it out and sell it, I will definitely not worry about no one buying it. ”

Shopkeeper Zhao wanted to suppress the price, but when he heard Fu Lu say this, he knew that he couldn't fool Fu Lu. Thinking about it, Fu Lu is just a young man, and he can boast that he brought his restaurant back to life, and twenty recipes were sold for one hundred taels of silver.

dispelled the idea of taking advantage, and the price offered by the shopkeeper Zhao was real: "That's it, you green vegetables, I will pay 100 yuan a catty, is it sincere enough?" It doesn't matter how much you have, sell it to me. ”

Fu Lu thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay." But there's one thing, you can't tell people that they bought this dish from me. If the news leaks one day, you won't want to buy me another vegetable from that day on. ”

Shopkeeper Zhao was a little stunned: "But ...... But Lao Sun, he knows. ”

Fu Lu waved his hand: "I don't care what method you use to keep this secret. Anyway, as long as we find out that others know the origin of this dish, it will be the end of our business. ”

Shopkeeper Zhao also knew that Fu Lu had the final say in this matter, and there was no room for bargaining, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I promise." ”

"I can't guarantee the amount either. Also, if I run out of food to sell one day, don't come to me, I can't guarantee a long-term supply. ”

"Okay." Shopkeeper Zhao replied a little helplessly. Selling things like Fu Lu is as good as Fu Lu, and the shopkeeper Zhao has lived for more than fifty years, and it is the first time he has seen it.

As soon as he finished thinking about it, Fu Lu said, "You can buy some bowls in a while, and the small ones are as big as a small teacup; The big one is also two-thirds the size of the kind of bowl you sell porridge in. You can use all the vegetables I sell you to cook porridge.

"In the past five days, you will give a small bowl of porridge to every guest who comes, and you don't need more, just two or three bites. If they want to buy it after tasting it, they will only sell one bowl per person, and they will only sell fifty bowls a day, while supplies last, and they will never add more. The price of porridge is still 20 yuan a bowl. ”

Shopkeeper Zhao was stunned: "Why is it limited to one bowl per person, and only fifty bowls are sold a day?" If you have money to make, why not? ”

"Eat less and have more taste! And he couldn't eat enough for a bowl of porridge, so he had to ask for other meals. You'll be able to take advantage of the opportunity to promote new foods and dishes like dumplings. Only 50 bowls a day are sold, do you think about it, will those who can't eat be particularly hungry?

"Do those who have eaten want to eat again? Every morning your restaurant is crowded with people. Just to wait for the fifty bowls of porridge, will someone soon come to inquire what is going on? Did your restaurant's reputation spread quickly? ”

The more the shopkeeper Zhao listened, the brighter his eyes became, and he couldn't help but slap the table and shout at the end: "Yes, yes, yes, that's right, just do it." ”

"But you can't sell this porridge too early. Wait for Lao Sun to learn all the new dishes, and then make those brands and hang them out. Let's start selling porridge again. Moreover, you have to recruit some people in these two days, otherwise there will be a lot of people. The kitchen and lobby are too busy. ”

"Okay, I'll recruit right away." Shopkeeper Zhao will no longer doubt whether he will lose money if he makes this trick but no guests come to the door.

In his opinion, it only takes a bite of that porridge. I'm not afraid that he won't come to the door. This idea is changed to the previous one. He must have laughed at other people's nonsense. But since he tasted Fu Lu's porridge, he is now too confident.

Unexpectedly, I also have such a good day, others begged me to sell it and I didn't sell it, hehe...... Shopkeeper Zhao thought about it, and couldn't help but smile from ear to ear at the dumplings on the table.

Fu Lu looked at the smirk on the face of the shopkeeper Zhao, but he could also understand his mood.

Shaking his head, he quickly wrapped the dumplings by himself, and the first thing the shopkeeper Zhao did when he woke up from his dream was to write a recruitment notice.

After writing and pasting. came back and said to Fu Lu very sincerely: "Ah Lu, since you have a lot of trouble growing that dish. You don't have to stay here every day. When I recruit someone, in the future, you just need to come every day and give Uncle Zhao ideas, and Uncle Zhao will never be less of you with a salary of 200 yuan a month. And at that time, the business of the restaurant was really booming, and Uncle Zhao would never pay the thirty taels of silver that he promised you. ”

"Okay. But the wages are not needed. "This is exactly what Fu Lu wants. He still likes to strategize behind the scenes, and he doesn't like to charge into battle himself. Some time ago, I had no choice, so I found a way to sell vegetables, and I always ran to this restaurant to be a junior second. Now that the goal has been achieved, there is no need for him to be tied up here by fifty cents.

The people of Yanbei live and work in peace and contentment, and most of them are working at home, unlike the modern migrant workers, there are many people, a recruitment notice goes out, and it takes less than half a day to recruit enough people.

This is also the reason why Fu Lu was able to find a job in the restaurant when he came to apply for the recruitment the next day.

So Shopkeeper Zhao posted this notice for a long time, but no one came to ask, and the second child couldn't be recruited, let alone a chef.

Seeing that there was a big business in front of him, he couldn't do it because of the lack of manpower, so the shopkeeper Zhao had no choice but to let Fulu and Lao Sun guard in the restaurant, looking for someone to go to some nearby villages to recruit Xiaoer, and he ran to Pingzhou City, until the restaurant was almost closed, he came back from the city, but he was still alone.

"The shopkeeper, didn't recruit anyone?" Fu Lu saw Shopkeeper Zhao enter the door with a depressed face and asked.

"Alas, Xiao Er has determined two, and he will not be able to come to work until tomorrow; However, chefs are really hard to recruit. Shopkeeper Zhao shook his head, he poured a glass of water down, turned his head to look at Fu Lu, his eyes lit up, "I think your cooking skills are good." Ah Lu, why don't you become a chef? ”

"Me?" Fu Lu pointed to his nose and asked, almost choking on saliva.

“…… cough cough cough, shopkeeper, if you don't want your restaurant to be destroyed in my hands, I have no opinion. Fu Lu laughed.

"Really?" Shopkeeper Zhao looked disappointed.

"Not really!" Fu Lu shook his head, "You can find it slowly." A good chef can't be found in a while, so let Lao Sun take it alone. Also, you can also go to those aunts and aunts who cook well in the village to help cook porridge or something, and you don't have to have a special cook. ”

"Female?" Shopkeeper Zhao frowned.

"Isn't it okay for women?" Fu Lu raised an eyebrow.

"It's not impossible." Shopkeeper Zhao scratched his head with a bitter face, "I know that there is an old woman who lives not far from my house and cooks very well." But there is an old grandson in the back kitchen, and I'm afraid he won't be happy. ”

"Then it can't be helped." Fu Lu didn't bother to care so much. Leave these things to Shopkeeper Zhao to worry about himself. If he doesn't have the ability, even if he helps with ideas, this business won't be able to do much. He is just a passer-by here, and he will leave when he recruits the new junior two, so he doesn't have to worry about salty radishes.

"Shopkeeper Zhao, the wooden sign you ordered is ready." A man came in with a basket. Fu Lu stretched out his head, and the basket was full of wooden signs of the same size. Each piece has a dish name written on it, and the paint reflects the light.

"Oh, good." Shopkeeper Zhao hurriedly walked over, everyone picked it up and looked at it, and paid when he saw that there was no problem.

Seeing that he was done, Fu Lu asked, "How many dishes has Lao Sun learned?" ”

Shopkeeper Zhao sighed: "I have already learned five ways, and if I learn five or six more in the next two days, we can do a big job." But now that Ah Fu has this incident, I don't know if he still has this mind. ”

Fu Lu nodded, not silent. Zhao's shopkeeper is good, but he is a little too soft-hearted. An enterprise manager must stress humanized management for employees. But if there is no blind accommodation of principles, many things cannot be implemented.

It seems that the food supply business here of Shopkeeper Zhao is afraid that it will not last long! Fu Lu suddenly had a faint worry about whether this restaurant could keep the secret of his dishes.

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This school is like a modern classroom, spacious and bright. In the center of the front hangs the statue of the Master, and the two sides are couplets. Underneath the portraits and couplets are a desk and a chair for the Master, which are obviously for the Master to sit on. There are three long cases below, a total of nine, which can seat eighteen people.

However, this case is much longer and larger than the desk in a modern classroom, which is convenient for placing the four treasures of the study.

Everyone looked at the pen and ink on the case, and a tall and thin old man about sixty years old came in outside the door, full of pure air, this should be Su Fuzi.

He was followed by a boy of fifteen or sixteen, holding a stack of books in his hand, presumably as a textbook for everyone to learn.

Sure enough, everyone stood up and saluted, and after Su Fuzi said something more, the boy sent the book down.

Lu Zhu looked at the three words of "Three Character Classic" in a daze, and the ripples in his heart rippled in waves.

In her previous life, she was born into a family of teachers, and her grandfather, father, and mother were all teachers. She has memorized this book since she was four years old.

Unexpectedly, when she traveled here, she had to learn the book from scratch. She suppressed herself from thinking about what happened after her parents knew about their death in a car accident, reached out to look through the three-character scripture, and looked at the familiar content in it page by page, tears still slowly blurred her eyes, and she didn't see the surprised eyes of Ganlu sitting three feet away. (To be continued.) )