You can eat a little, but not too much!

After getting a definite answer from Mama Fu's mouth, Dulan was happy.

For a foodie, being able to eat is a blessing.

"Master, the slave and maid go to the kitchen and give an order."

Diancui took the initiative to ask Ying and went to the kitchen to spread the word.

Mama Fu stood by Du Lan's side as usual, her expression was still so speechless.

Seeing Mama Fu's expression, Du Lan sighed and said, "Mama Fu, if you have anything to say, just say it." Seeing you like this, I'm anxious for you. ”

Mama Fu's faithfulness is excellent. It's just that sometimes she has too many opinions. If she doesn't say anything, after a long time, I'm afraid she will become a stuffy gourd.

Du Lan is not clear about many things, and he needs an experienced person like Fu Mama to guide him.

"Fujin, you don't plan to raise cattle and sheep to eat, right?"

"yes, can't you?"

Duran nodded.

Later generations have delicacies from all over the world that can be eaten, but the consumption of beef and mutton is still massive. Of course, this is also because the people at that time, the people who could really enjoy the delicious food, were still a minority.

Throughout human history, the rich and powerful have always been a minority.

Most of the people, who are governed, have created 99 percent of the world's wealth, but only received 1 percent in return.

Less return, less disposable income, naturally less.

Therefore, ordinary people's clothing, food, housing and transportation are all in the pursuit of good quality and low price. Even many times, what they are chasing is only the price, as for the quality of the product itself, it is secondary.

Dulan is 100% convinced that if he opens his own restaurant, he will definitely be able to catch fire.

"Fujin, our house is for our own use, and we can't consume so many cattle and sheep at all!"

"It's okay, when the time comes, you will find that a Zhuangzi to raise cattle and sheep is not enough at all."

Food, as long as the reputation is outstanding, there is absolutely no need to worry about sales.

When it comes to eating, the horror of our compatriots is enough to shock the world.

Mama Fu looked at Du Lan a little depressed, always feeling that Du Lan was taking it for granted.

"Fu Jin, do you want to discuss this matter with the master?"

"What is there to discuss about such a trivial matter?"

Du Lan pouted, "Even if something goes wrong in the end, it's just a trivial matter of a few hundred taels of silver." It's so decided, and when I turn around, let Sun Defu find a Zhuangzi suitable for raising cattle and sheep and buy it! ”

Even if this business of herding sheep and cattle finally turned yellow, Du Lan didn't think it was anything. Zhuangzi is still there, and he sold Zhuangzi, but he lost some capital, and the problem is really not big.

However, Dulan didn't think the business would go wrong.

"Mama Fu, don't you believe it?"

Du Lan looked at Mama Fu, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, "Or, let's make a bet?" If this business proves that I am right, then you should listen to my advice if there is anything in the future! ”

"Slaves don't dare!"

Mama Fu hurriedly responded.

Her current identity is just a slave, where can she dare to bet with Dulan as the master?

The rules of respect and humility are here!

Mama Fu is an old man from the palace, and she can be said to be familiar with these rules.

Dulan can talk to these slaves and maids at will, regardless of their status, but they can't put their noses on their noses, and the master is the master.

"It's okay, just make a small bet, even if you win, Ben Fujin will not retaliate against you."

"On the contrary, you can get a big reward."