"The old slave knows that His Royal Highness is the best, and he will definitely not watch the old slave's head move like this." Father-in-law Su hurriedly got up from the ground, and his wrinkled old face suddenly stretched out, and he couldn't be happy.

"My pickles are brought from a big restaurant thousands of miles away, they are only for VIP customers, never for takeout, a jar of 10,000 taels, you go back and ask the old man, if you eat it, you will take the money." Ye Tianhan said word by word.

Father-in-law Su was shocked: "What, you still want money?" ”

"Otherwise, do you think that such a delicious pickle fell from the world?" Ye Tianhan asked rhetorically.

"Ahem, this old slave wants to go back and ask what that person means?" Father-in-law Su said truthfully.

"Yes."

After sending off Father-in-law Su, the room suddenly became quiet, Ye Tianhan picked up the pen and paper again, and wrote another letter to send people away.

If that girl knew that she had helped her take on such a big business, she would definitely be happy.

.............

Yang Cuiliu's house.

After Su Man went back, he asked his mother for a large pot and flour, and then tried to mix the proportions to make ramen.

It's just that I made five or six pots in a row, and the proportions are not right, and the ramen can't be pulled out at all.

"How do you see that the master of Lanzhou ramen is so relaxed?" Suman wondered.

In her previous life, she studied herbs alone and sometimes studied it late, when other shops were closed, and Lanzhou ramen was still open, so Su Man would go over to eat a bowl.

But how can I do it myself, it's so difficult.

"If you don't want to rest, this side can't be done in a day or two, let's take our time, don't worry, if it really doesn't work, we can sell it separately." Yang Cuiliu comforted.

"It's okay, mother, I'm researching, it's not that I have to sell this, I'm just a little unwilling, others are doing a good job, why can't I make it, you go and do your work, don't worry about me." Suman replied.

"Okay, don't be too tired." Yang Cuiliu went to busy herself.

Susan brought a bowl of sweet soup over: "Sister, you can drink saliva, rest and rest." ”

"Okay, thank you, sister."

Su Man drank the sweet soup and continued to experiment, but it was not successful until the evening, but fortunately, the noodles could be pulled out a little, but not very long.

"Master, what the hell are you doing, you've been covered in flour all day?" Xiaobai lay on the stove next to him and complained.

The snake suffered from it, and it was very uncomfortable to get flour all over it.

"Of course I'm making the food, and when it's done, you'll know how ignorant the complaint is now." Suman gave it a blank look.

"Okay, master, you treat me as a fart, let it go." Xiaobai disappeared without a trace.

After a tired day, Su Man went to bed very early at night, and she slept very soundly this night, and she actually dreamed of seeing her son in her dreams.

When Su Man woke up in the morning, there was still saliva at the corner of his mouth, and Su Man hurriedly wiped it.

"Sister, did you dream of the male god brother?" Susan asked.

Su Man looked embarrassed: "What's the matter, don't talk nonsense?" ”

"But sister, I heard you call Childe, and you said it was delicious." Susan asked, blinking wide-eyed.

"You heard it wrong, go and eat, my sister will take you to the mountains today." Suman made excuses.

"Okay."

Watching his sister leave, Su Man breathed a sigh of relief.

She actually dreamed of eating a bowl of ramen with her son, and he also helped him wipe the corners of his mouth, and that gentle appearance made Su Man's heart beat faster.