Lin Ruan led the money shopkeeper and his family up to the second floor and entered the Hanmei Pavilion.

Lin Er immediately took the menu, came over with a fine charcoal pen wrapped in cloth, and put it in the hand of the money shopkeeper.

The menu was actually printed on paper, and the name of each dish was written on it, with a small box drawn on the back.

"Money shopkeeper, madam, Miss Qian, you can see what you like to eat, just tick the small box in the back."

Mrs. Qian had never seen such a way of ordering, and she couldn't help but be amazed: "Miss Lin, how did you come up with this method?" It's amazing, and it's so convenient when you check out. ”

Lin Ruan smiled: "Because the business model in this store is different, there are many dishes, and most of the guys are illiterate, so I came up with such an idea." ”

The money shopkeeper also kept churning slightly: "This is really a clever trick, not bad." ”

"Money shopkeeper, you order first, and I'll let the guy serve you the soup base."

After speaking, he turned around and asked Lin Erduan to come over with a mandarin duck pot.

Mrs. Qian looked surprised: "Mandarin duck pot? What is it? Is it really a mandarin duck? ”

Lin Ruan sold it slightly: "After a while, the bottom of the pot came up, and Madame understood it at a glance." ”

The money shopkeeper's family of three was really curious, holding a charcoal pen and constantly drawing ticks on the paper.

When the dish is ready, the bottom of the pot is served.

Mrs. Qian looked at the bottom of the pot with half red and half white, and couldn't help but sigh: "What a mandarin duck pot, this is really interesting." Miss Lin, your pot is really special. ”

Lin Ruan said with a smile: "I specially let the blacksmith cast the mold." ”

It didn't cost much to play these pots, a pot was nearly a tael of silver, and she also bought the mold and kept it for later use.

came up with Lin Er, and there was also a guy who was carrying a big iron bucket with a lid in his hand.

The iron bucket was a little heavy, and when I opened the lid, there was a pot of charcoal burning brightly.

The man used a special large tong to take out the charcoal basin and put it firmly into the big hole in the middle of the table. The cave was surrounded by a layer of iron sheets, and according to Lin Fu's confession, a thick layer of mud was also wrapped in the iron sheets, which was to prevent the temperature from coming and roasting the table.

After the stove was placed, it didn't take long for a white mist to rise in the pot.

The guys quickly brought up the dishes ordered by the money shopkeeper's family.

Mrs. Qian and Miss Qian looked at the raw meat slices and lettuce slices on this table, their faces full of curiosity.

What the hell is this way to eat?

And the money shopkeeper looked at the greens with a surprised face.

"Miss Lin, these dishes are long past the season now, where did you get them?"

Lin Ruan smiled but said nothing.

Although she was grateful to the money shopkeeper for buying her things and giving her a way to earn money, she didn't want others to know about the things on Shenwu Mountain.

If people know that there is a hot spring valley on Shenwu Mountain, the people of Linjia Village alone will already make their mother and son feel uneasy, and if they attract the attention of some rich people again, they are afraid that the big tiger and the little tiger will be displaced.

The people of Linjia Village dare to go up the mountain without any tools. In other words, those rich people dare not go up themselves, but they can use money to smash a way in the mountains.

Therefore, she will never tell anyone about this matter. Even Xiuxiu and Lin Han have been instructed many times.

When the money shopkeeper saw that she refused to say, he didn't ask more, but he was still a little uncomfortable in his heart.

If Lin Ruan didn't open this restaurant, her dishes would definitely be sold to them in the Drunken Immortal Building.

With these dishes, their business in the Drunken Immortal Building, why worry about it.

Thanks to the fact that Lin Ruan was glad that Lin Ruan's business was different from that of their restaurant just now, but now he found that he was too happy.

With these out-of-season dishes, coupled with this fresh way of eating, not to mention their drunken immortal building, even Yun Keju is estimated to have to lean back.

Lin Ruan noticed the obscurity on the money shopkeeper's face, but he didn't say anything.

What can be said? You can't say that you can even some dishes for Zuixianlou. Although she has special abilities, it is not a problem to grow as many vegetables as she wants.

However, she is not a virgin, and she has to do business herself. It is impossible to put aside your own business and support other people's stores.

Besides, if she can help Drunken Xianlou for a while, can she still help Drunken Xianlou for a lifetime?

What Zuixianlou needs most at the moment is to change its business model and dishes, and make unique characteristics, such as Yun Keju, although it is a crooked path, it is undeniable that it is the only color of others.

If it weren't for the fact that she didn't want the money shopkeeper to feel unacceptable, she would have planned to cut off the fruit of the Drunken Immortal Building.

However, it is also a matter of time.

There are also fruits in her hot pot restaurant, which is bound to have an impact on Zuixian Lou.

So Lin Ruan knew that the money shopkeeper didn't have a taste in his heart, so he only pretended not to know.

The atmosphere in the private room was a little embarrassing, but fortunately, the bottom of the pot was boiling quickly, Lin Ruan smiled and picked up the chopsticks, put some of the duck gizzard and some meat into it to cook, and then picked up a few duck intestines.

"This hot duck intestine should pay attention to seven up and eight times, and it will be burned until the hair curls are burned, and it can be eaten."

As he spoke, the duck intestines of the first chopsticks were scalded, and Lin Ruan handed them to the dish in front of Mrs. Qian.

The dishes are all directly adjusted according to several flavors in the back kitchen, with different levels of spiciness, and the taste of sesame sauce is specially made.

"Madame, taste it."

Mrs. Qian is actually very repulsive to this duck intestine, in this era, not to mention that she is a person with a bit of status, even a villager does not eat intestines.

But seeing that Lin Ruan was so enthusiastic, she was embarrassed to refuse, so she reluctantly picked up one with chopsticks and ate it as if she were dead.

Miss Qian frowned when she saw it on the side, can she really eat something so dirty with her intestines? It doesn't make people sick, does it?

Just as he was worried, he saw that Mrs. Qian's face suddenly changed, and her originally reluctant look burst out with an incredible surprise.

"Miss Lin, is this really a duck intestine? How do you make it so delicious? ”

Lin Ruan smiled and nodded.

Miss Qian asked curiously: "Mother, is this really delicious?" What does it taste like? ”

Mrs. Qian couldn't help nodding: "It's delicious, it's so delicious, it's a little numb, it's a little spicy, it's crispy, it doesn't smell at all, it's very fragrant." ”

"Really? I'm going to eat it too. ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Ruan put a chopstick duck intestine in the dish in front of her.

With Mrs. Qian taking the lead, Miss Qian hesitated slightly, and then took a bite boldly.

The next thing is the same reaction as Mrs. Qian.

Then, they didn't need Lin Ruan's help, they picked up the chopsticks themselves and started the work of "seven up and eight down".

Seeing that his wife and daughter were eating happily, the money shopkeeper temporarily put his worries behind him and began to taste the taste of this hot pot carefully.