Fee Chapter (12 points)

A few days after the 100-day banquet, Dong's father ordered Dong's mother to pack her luggage and go home. Dong Xiaoman was reluctant but couldn't stop his parents' insistence, Dong's mother persuaded: "It's very reasonable for your mother-in-law to be unhappy, we have lived with you for so long, and the child's aunt's house is celebrating the New Year." Just because we don't care about that doesn't mean others don't care. “

Dong Xiaoman said aggrievedly: "Huanhuan 100 days is in the first month, can I still send you home because of the New Year?" Besides, this year has passed, what can they do if they complain, don't they live like this?

Dong's mother said: "Now that the child is strong and your body has been raised, we have no intention of staying." In the end, it is my uncle's house, no matter how much your father spoils you, you can't live here forever. ”

Dong Xiaoman understands this truth in his heart, and since he can't persuade him, he simply doesn't care. Erlang dragged Dong's father and mother back to his home, and he came back after cleaning up inside and out.

Last winter was exceptionally warm, but there was not a single snow falling, and there was not a trace of rain in the spring.

The old people in the village said that this year would be a big drought year, Dong Xiaoman and Erlang did not panic, their food was very sufficient, and they bought a lot of hoarding when they sold dim sum.

Last year's harvest in the field was not good, so Erlang and Dong Xiaoman discussed what kind of business they were doing, but it was not enough to rely on the harvest in the field alone.

Dong Xiaoman proposed to make lo-mei, although everyone will find a way to make this lo-mei after tasting it, but if it is not delicious enough, it will be useless.

Fortunately, Dong Xiaoman himself is a foodie, and in his previous life, a large number of private dishes popped up when he knocked on the Internet casually. In addition, Mrs. Wang is an ancestral master of making sauce, and it is not a problem to make a recipe for braised pork together.

Erlang took a lot of things such as braised meat, braised eggs, braised pig's trotters, braised chicken feet, braised chicken liver, etc., developed by Dong Xiaoman and Mrs. Wang, to several big restaurants in the city that were thriving.

As a business partner, Tianxianglou must be the first to discuss, and the shopkeeper of Tianxianglou has made a lot of money because of the exclusive bacon jerky sausage bacon dish. This time, when I saw Erlang come in with a sample, I greeted him with a smile, after all, this is the God of Wealth.

After tasting Erlang's things, the shopkeeper of Tianxianglou smiled and said: "Your family is really a clever person, and you have made flowers for this dish." If you open a restaurant, my Tianxiang Building will be closed. ”

The speaker has no intention of listening, Erlang has calculated the family background in his heart, and the husband and wife have earned nearly fifty taels in Tianxianglou alone this year. In addition, I used to make some money by selling dim sum, opening restaurants, selling barbecue, bibimbap, etc., and the money from building a house and setting up a banquet can be regarded as rich.

To open a restaurant in the city, the scale does not need to be too large, and it should not be too bad with the skills of their husband and wife.

The shopkeeper didn't know the calculations in Lu Daojiro's heart, but he was a simple and honest descendant. opened his mouth and said: "It's all old acquaintances, I don't think you should go to other people's houses, just sell me this food?" ”

Jiro smiled: "You still want to sell it alone?" ”

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "I know that there are other families who have offered a high price to buy your recipe, and some people have given more silver than me to ask you to break our contract business." It's just that you are a kind-hearted person and value credibility the most, and you don't buy their account at all. If you are kind to me, I will give you more money with my heart than my heart? Erlang said: "This batch of lo-mei in my hand is made by Uchiko I don't know how much effort Lu Dao took to make it." This is her hard work, and she will never sell her son. ”

The shopkeeper frowned and thought for a long time and said in embarrassment: "That's it, that's it, you and I have known each other for a while, and we are old acquaintances." It's the same as before, and it's delivered to me every month, but it's just my side house that doesn't allow it to be delivered. ”

Erlang originally wanted to sell to a few more and send some to each family, but he didn't expect that the shopkeeper of Tianxianglou would monopolize them all. The two didn't agree on the price, and the most reluctant Erlang decided to go back and discuss with Dong Xiaoman, and the shopkeeper of Tianxianglou also said that he wanted to ask the owner for instructions.

Dong Xiaoman didn't make a sound when he heard it, and said after thinking for a long time: "Then it depends on what they mean, let them speak, this recipe will be sold if it is sold, and we can think about other things." Things are dead, people are alive, and it is not impossible to think about others. ”

Erlang felt sorry for Dong Xiaoman's hard work, no matter how Dong Xiaoman enlightened, he didn't agree to sell it. Dong Xiaoman smiled and said: "Actually, this recipe is not difficult at all, and there is half of the credit of the old lady of the Wang family." As long as the chef has a flexible mind, I am afraid that it will be made after a few more attempts. At that time, they will develop a better one themselves, where will they give us this money? ”

Only then did Erlang understand, and happily agreed, hugged Dong Xiaoman and said: "You are a natural cook, if you are a man, you will have something to do." Dong Xiaoman smiled and said nothing, he was just relying on the memory of later generations of foodies, which can be regarded as cheating.

The owner of Tianxianglou quickly gave a reply, and Erlang took Xiaohu to sign the contract.

The contract is very domineering, after Fang Zi is sold to Tianxianglou, even Erlang's family can't do it, if a third party learns that Erlang will pay ten times the silver to Tianxianglou.

Ten times the amount of silver may not seem like much, but in fact it is not a lot, because the price of the outright recipe is three hundred taels. Erlang didn't expect so much silver, so he was stunned for a while, and it was only because the little tiger's legs fell on him that he came to his senses.

Holding Xiaohu, Erlang pretended to be calm and scolded with a smile: "You monkey child, you usually look like a tiger, but now you are a rabbit for only three hundred taels." ”

After signing the contract and carefully checking the silver ticket, Jiro carefully received the silver ticket in his arms and just wanted to leave, when suddenly some thoughts came to his mind.

Stopped the shopkeeper of Tianxianglou and said, "Since I sold this recipe to you, it is better to sell the recipe for the bacon as well." ”

The shopkeeper didn't expect Erlang to sell his son, but he swore not to sell it back then. I was happy in my heart, thinking that since Erlang took the initiative to pay back the price.

Unexpectedly, Erlang said: "That recipe is not in my hands, if the shopkeeper sincerely wants to buy it, go to my house to pick it up." It is also necessary for me to run back and forth in the future, which is very troublesome. ”

After the two finalized, Erlang took Xiaohu away, and when he arrived at Wang's house to see Mrs. Wang, Erlang took out ten silver tickets of fifty taels from his arms.

Mrs. Wang had never seen so much money in her life, so she hurriedly walked out of the room to see if she saw it. I found that the yard was tightly closed, so I returned to the house with confidence.

"I've never seen this money in my life, but I'll say something I don't know. This silver ticket is not good, if it is burned and wet, it will be gone. I don't think it's better to exchange it for money, even if it's buried in the ground, it doesn't matter. This is very reasonable, and Erlang warmly took out five silver tickets to Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang didn't know so she didn't dare to take it, and Erlang said: "We sold the recipe for braised pork, and the credit for this is half of your old one." You deserve it. ”

Mrs. Wang was stunned and asked in disbelief, "And my share?" ”

Erlang smiled silently, Mrs. Wang refused to take the silver ticket and asked with some concern: "Last time in your house, your brother and sister-in-law wanted to buy a son, and you said that you would not sell it for money, but now it is like this, what do you say." ”

Erlang forgot about it, and he was angry when he mentioned it.

It is said that it is flesh and blood, but in front of interests, they all forget the deep affection of flesh and blood. His brother runs his former shop, and he doesn't earn much but can make a living, if he knows that he would rather sell the recipe than give it to him, I'm afraid there will be another indescribable war of words.

Thinking of this, his head hurt, and Erlang said in a sullen voice: "I can't care so much, anyway, if I sell it, I will sell it." This is your share, and you have to keep it well. ”

Mrs. Wang refused to ask for so much, and the two dragged for a long time, and finally Erlang took out Xiaohu Xiaowei's dowry, and Mrs. Wang carefully packed up the silver ticket.

However, Tuo Erlang went to Yinzhuang to exchange a small amount of silver tickets and some broken silver, and quietly went around a few times before returning to Wang's house and handing it over to Mrs. Wang. Mrs. Wang carefully dug a hole in the corner of the wall, put the silver ticket in and smeared it on the wall.

When Erlang went home and told Dong Xiaoman that he was going to sell the bacon recipe to Tianxianglou without permission, Dong Xiaoman was puzzled: "This is a good way to develop sustainably, why do you want to sell it?" ”

Erlang smiled bitterly: "Once a month, there will always be people who come to the door to sneer at the autumn wind." We're a little too rich again, and it's not a good thing to be big. It's better to say that they have studied and understood it themselves, and simply don't buy our things. And you and I foolishly signed a contract for a few taels of silver that we will never do again in the future, so that those who are red-eyed will not have any more trouble. ”

Dong Xiaoman realized that although he was a little distressed, it was a good thing to have a big investment.

Speaking of this, Dong Xiaoman glanced at the sleeping child and asked in a low voice, "Since you have obtained this silver, do you have any plans?" ”

Erlang hesitated for a while, and said with some hesitation: "Now there are two ways, one is to buy land and hire some tenants to farm. The other is to open a restaurant, and if you have some talent, you can train a cook. ”

Dong Xiaoman has always wanted to open a shop, but Erlang's following sentence made her think differently.

Erlang sighed and said, "It's not easy to open a shop now, and the people in the city are not comfortable. When I went to visit Uncle Guo, he also said that the price of rice has risen sharply now, and I am afraid that there will be a big drought in the spring and autumn if there is little rain. As a result, food prices will rise next year. ”

Dong Xiaoman didn't think of anything else, but replied casually: "The world is so big, how can it be so easy to run out of food." ”

Erlang said again: "I heard Uncle Guo say that the war in the northwest has transported a lot of grain, and this war is not over in three or two days. Natural disasters and people are difficult to come together, and this food has really become the most important thing. ”

Dong Xiaoman's heart suddenly sobered up, and his mind suddenly cleared up: food was the most important thing in ancient times. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to the mobile network (), reward, your support is my biggest motivation. )

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