"I have a long-term cooperation with your shopkeeper Liu, so naturally we have to ensure the quality, if you eat it once, it won't taste good, and your restaurant won't buy my pickles in the future." Suman replied.

"Yes, there's nothing wrong with that, it's just a loss to be fooled."

A few little guys were eating, drinking, and chatting, and suddenly felt that this errand was not bad, otherwise they would not have been able to eat such delicious food.

Uncle Huang had already written down all those jars, then settled accounts for Su Man, and finally took out the cloth pocket from his body.

"Little girl, there are a total of fifty altars here, one jar has five hundred copper plates, a total of twenty-five thousand copper plates, that is, twenty-five taels of silver, here is exactly twenty-five taels, little girl, count them." Uncle Huang handed it over.

"Okay." Suman counted them in front of him, and then took the silver taels into the house.

Uncle Huang looked at the few little guys who were still chatting, and his face turned cold: "The shopkeeper asked you to come out to work, why are you still eating?" ”

"Uncle Huang, try it, this little girl's tea is so delicious, sweet and sour, I haven't drunk such a delicious tea since I was so old." A servant said, and hurriedly handed over a bowl.

Uncle Huang looked at the black medicinal soup-like thing and frowned slightly, but seeing that everyone said it was delicious, he still took it and took a sip.

Uncle Huang, who was still suspicious, drank all the bowls directly, and didn't forget to smash his mouth.

"Uncle Huang, you're trying this." Another servant handed over a few sour dates.

This time, Uncle Huang didn't hesitate, he took it and ate it, it was sweet and sour, crisp and refreshing, and it was really good.

Su Man came out of the house: "Uncle Huang, I'll take you to the other two to pull pickles, we are three families together, and my family must not be enough to supply your restaurant, so I found two families with good relationships to get it together, and their pickling guarantees a taste with my family, which is the same recipe." ”

"Okay, but little girl, what kind of soup is this, and this date, it looks like a date, and it's a little smaller, what is this, it's delicious?" Uncle Huang hurriedly asked.

He has lived most of his life, and he has seen countless foods, after all, Fumanju is the best restaurant in the town, and the dishes in it are all not available in ten miles and eight towns, Uncle Huang naturally has seen a lot, but he has never seen this before.

"This is called sour plum soup, which I make myself to quench my thirst. There is also this sour date, which I picked in the mountains, if Uncle Huang likes to eat it, I will bring you some. Suman asked.

"I'm sorry about that." Uncle Huang said this, but his eyes were staring directly at the sour plum soup and sour dates, clearly wanting it.

Su Man was not hypocritical, and filled them with a big pot of sour plum soup and a plate of sour dates, so that everyone could take them to eat on the road.

Those little guys can't be moved, this girl is so nice.

"I'm so embarrassed, or I'll give you some money, little girl." Uncle Huang was embarrassed to take it.

They were ordered to come and pull vegetables, but they had to eat and take them, which was indeed a bit excessive.

"Uncle Huang doesn't have to be so polite, these are all things from his own family, there is not much money, you must be thirsty and hungry on the way to this trip, just take it as a little bit of my heart, so that you are willing to come next time." Suman joked.

"Man girl, we will definitely come back next time." Uncle Huang happily closed his mouth.

This little girl is very clever and very good at being a person, but she is not hypocritical or hypocritical, she is very real, and it is very rare.

Yang Cuiliu and Susan have already returned, saying that the five aunts and the stone aunts have made the pickles out.