"Stone, today the cyclamen came to the tavern and said that they wanted to buy our braised pork recipe, what should I do?" Xie Dawei spun around in front of Xie Yanqing, his mind was now confused.

Cyclamen is one of the largest taverns in town, and its contents are expensive, but they are still crowded every day. The main store of cyclamen is in Fucheng, and the cyclamen in Shifang County and Fanzhou Town is only a small branch, but even so, the cyclamen makes enough money every day to make people bustle.

What's more, the background of cyclamen seems to be very hard, and even the county prince does not dare to go wild in cyclamen, how can such a behemoth be provoked by the Xie family?

"Dad, don't worry, cyclamen shouldn't force our family to hand over the prescription, after all, I'm also a child, if they rob it, I can deliver the complaint to the county master."

"Instead, we can sell the marinade to cyclamen, as we did with the pastry, instead of selling the recipe. This will not offend the cyclamen, but will also make a lot of money. Xie Yan said calmly, the braised pork is so attractive, he has long thought of such a thing, and he has already thought of a way to deal with it.

"Dad, did the cyclamen ask you to talk to you when?"

"That's for sure, the man who saw me said that their big shopkeeper would come next time they came to the market." Although Xie Dawei stopped turning around after listening to Xie Yanqing's words, he was still uneasy in his heart.

"Dad, can you go and tell grandpa, I want to go to the market next time, so I'll talk to the big shopkeeper of cyclamen." Xie Yanqing requested.

Although the imperial court no longer implements the policy of cheap merchants, the deep-rooted habits of so many years cannot be changed in a short period of time. Nowadays, most people still look down on businessmen, and many scholars are ashamed of dealing with businessmen. Although most of the Xie family's ways to make money are now thought up by Xie Yanqing, Xie Mancang will not let Xie Yanqing touch them.

"I don't dare to tell your grandfather, you better say it yourself." Xie Dawei immediately refused.

As long as it is about Xie Yanqing, no one dares to make decisions indiscriminately, and the old man is not a decoration. You must know that Xie Yanqing is now the hope of the Xie family, can Xie Mancang protect it tightly? Especially this matter is also related to businessmen, which will ruin Xie Yanqing's reputation, Xie Dawei does not dare to touch this mold.

A few days later, a tense atmosphere permeated the small space in a private room for cyclamen. Xie Yanqing, Xie Dawei, and Xie Mancang sat on one side, and opposite them was a middle-aged man with a goatee and a gleam in his eyes.

"Gongzi Xie, can't you really sell the recipe? If the price is not satisfied, I can still add some more, how about 200 taels of silver? Pang Miaozhuang looked at Xie Yanqing unmoved, and continued: "The old man also knows that Xie Gongzi is a person who has seen the world, but this price is really not low, 200 taels of silver can buy 3 small courtyards in this town." ”

"Manager Pang, your price is really not low, and I also know that Manager Pang is a real person, and he will definitely not bully our family. However, Mr. Pang, this recipe is our family's ancestral secret recipe. Can that thing be sold casually? The ancestors have set the rules that cannot be passed on. Xie Yanqing's face was embarrassed, and he pretended to be serious.

"Speaking of which, it's all the boy's fault. At home, because the boy wants to study, he is smashing the pot and selling iron, and now there is really no money, so our family has to take out the ancestral secret recipe. Originally, our ancestors set the rule that braised meat can only be eaten by our own family, and cannot be sold. But our descendants are not angry, and they don't have the ability to make money, so this is ......" Xie Yanqing said slowly in a low tone, and there seemed to be infinite sadness in those words.

Pang Miaozhuang is speechless, people have moved out their ancestors, can he still persecute again? I just don't know if it's prevarication or true. But in fact, Pang Miaozhuang still believes in Xie Yanqing's words, after all, everyone knows how difficult it is for farmers to provide a scholar.

"Gongzi Xie, I can't make the decision on the matter of cooperation, I have to consult our owner before I can reply to you, it's better for you to see that we will talk about it in detail the day after tomorrow." Pang Miaozhuang said in a good voice, after all, he is also a child, and he has more identity than him, and it is nothing for him to bow his head.

"Of course, Mr. Pang. I'm an idler, unlike Mr. Pang, who is busy all day long and doesn't touch the ground, I have time at any time, and Mr. Pang can come to me at any time. Xie Yanqing smiled gently. He has absolute confidence, this business will definitely work, and cyclamen will not resist not making a move on something like braised pork.