The kitchen is smoky and burning, washing, cutting, and stir-frying, a hot scene.

Jiang Zhilian's heart suddenly became hot, and the blood in her body surged.

It's something she knows and loves!

She looked at these busy figures in front of her, as if she saw herself in her previous life.

Once, she also grew up step by step in such choking fumes, in the aroma of vegetables mixed with complex smells, and in the communication with chopping boards, kitchen knives and spatula.

After a short trance, memories, and emotion, Jiang Zhilian came back to her senses.

She watched carefully for a while, and soon found the person in charge of the place, the first big customer she was about to take.

This is a strong man in his early forties, not like an oil and water fat, but more like a strong sumo wrestler.

He counted the vegetables that the truck had delivered, handed over the rest to his apprentice, and then went to the corner and lit a cigarette.

"Big brother, hello!" Jiang Zhilian seized this perfect opportunity to pick up a conversation, trotted over, and greeted him warmly.

"You are?" The man rolled his eyes, and there didn't seem to be such a beautiful girl among the people he knew.

"I sell tempeh fish sauce at the gate of our factory, and I want you to taste the taste and give some advice." Jiang Zhilian said as she handed the bowl in her hand to him, her face full of anticipation.

The man took a deep puff of his cigarette and exhaled it slowly.

He tossed the cigarette, which had only taken a few puffs and most of the cigarette left, to the ground and tossed it out on tiptoe.

Jiang Zhilian noticed that he was smoking Zhonghua brand cigarettes in golden boxes, which cost more than two yuan per pack, and they were only sold in state-run stores in big cities.

Can an ordinary chef in a factory have such a high salary? Can there be such a wide doorway?

Obviously, he is no ordinary person.

Jiang Zhilian's mind turned and turned, she didn't really want to have too much to do with people with complicated identities, but the other party seemed to be particularly interested in her sauce.

The man dug a lump of sauce with his calloused fingers, put it in his mouth, and slowly tasted it, as if he couldn't taste enough, and ate two or three more bites in succession.

Jiang Zhilian's brows trembled, my God, this eldest brother is not afraid of salt.

It's easy to eat like this!

The man had finally eaten enough, and he hooked the corners of his mouth wickedly and chuckled.

What did this girl just say? Comments?

It's so delicious, what advice can you make.

The taste is fake, but the real intention is to sell your own fish sauce.

He hasn't met one or two such people, what do they think of the national cotton factory?

"Girl, it's not easy to see you on a hot day, so I won't go around the bend with you."

When the man saw that she was young and beautiful, he explained a few more words in a kind way.

"There are special buyers for the things in the canteen of the national cotton factory, whether it is vegetables or meat, rice or noodles, there are special suppliers. All the products that are brought into the factory are strictly inspected. We can't accept things like yours that come from unknown sources and have not been tested by relevant departments, and we dare not accept them. Something went wrong, and we can't take responsibility. ”

Jiang Zhilian was mentally prepared, but she was still a little disappointed.

That's how people are, even if they just have the attitude of trying it out at the beginning, they want to try to get the best result.

"Big brother, the taste of this fish sauce is not bad, right?"

Jiang Zhilian had absolute confidence in her craft, and she could see that this man was not afraid to eat salty bite after bite, just wanting to eat the recipe in this fish sauce.

The man's expression was indifferent, and he didn't praise it, but just said lightly: "It's not bad." ”

Jiang Zhilian smiled and asked, "How many ingredients have you eaten?" ”

As long as he is curious about the sauce and has a desire to conquer, it will be much easier.

"Huh...... Are you testing me? The man did not answer directly.

Jiang Zhilian put on a very self-aware look, "How dare I, I'm just a stall setter, and I can't compare with you." ”

"Alright, I've got to get in and get busy. Your sauce won't be sourced here. At most, after I get off work, I'll go to your stall and buy a pound or two of it to eat by myself. The words fell, and the man turned to leave.

Jiang Zhilian noticed at a glance that he was wearing a watch and leather shoes, and remembered the cigarette he had smoked before.

Suddenly, she realized something and blurted out, "If this tempeh fish sauce is used in your own store, or sold directly, it will definitely be popular, and doubling the number of customers should not be a problem." ”

The man's figure suddenly paused, he slowly turned his head and glanced at Jiang Zhilian deeply, "The little girl has some ability." ”

Jiang Zhilian smiled bitterly, although she looked like a little girl who had just come of age, her soul was already an old man who had experienced decades of ups and downs.

Just now, she just guessed in a flash of inspiration, but she didn't expect her luck to be quite good, and she guessed it right at once.

And she didn't expect that the other party would admit it happily.

In that case, let's take advantage of the victory and pursue it.

Jiang Zhilian didn't give the other party too much time to think, and said like a bean: "Fish sauce is a pound and a dollar, if you want more, I can give you a good discount." I have 10 catties on hand now, and I can send 30 catties tomorrow. ”

Jiang Zhilian said as she took a few steps forward, her voice was crisp and bright, full of momentum, and she had a posture of planning to buy and sell strongly.

"Tempeh fish sauce can be mixed with cold dishes, and it can be eaten directly as bibimbap sauce. A little bit of stir-frying and stewing can also bring out a good taste. You put the sauce in a cool place away from light and storage for three months without a problem and it won't spoil. Thirty or forty catties of sauce should not be much for your store, and it will be used up quickly. ”

"I have a question." The man stopped her turbulent passionate sales.

"You say!" Jiang Zhilian took a deep breath, and only then did she feel a little hypoxic.

"I don't ask you all the ingredients, I just want to know where the sweetness comes from? I don't eat like sugar, it's not honey, and it doesn't taste like pumpkin or sweet potato......" The man touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

Jiang Zhilian pursed her lips and smiled, "If I tell you, will you buy my sauce?" ”

The man nodded.

"And how much do you buy?" Jiang Zhilian asked.

"I buy as much as you sell." He is not short of money, and in order to solve the doubts in his heart, it is appropriate to spend some tuition.

Besides, the little girl was right.

The fish sauce is delicious and flexible, so you can take this opportunity to develop a few new dishes that can add a lot of color to your restaurant.

He didn't lose at all.

"Shall we pay half of the deposit first?" Jiang Zhilian stretched out her hand, palm facing up, "I have forty catties for the time being, and I can give you a twenty-percent discount." ”

Without saying a word, the man took out two ten-yuan bills and slapped them on Jiang Zhilian's hand.

His big rough palm covered the girl's little tofu-like hand, and he didn't move away, "What answer do I want?" ”