The recipe was silenced.

"You can ask the chef of your restaurant to make it according to the above recipe ratio, and that's how these seasonings ......"

Ordinary people definitely don't have it.

The shopkeeper took the recipe she wrote, and nodded after reading it, without any surprised expression on his face: "I know." ”

sighed again that the proprietor behind this scene was rich and rich, and even the shopkeeper had seen the world so much.

made an appointment to send fifty to the store every week, and the shopkeeper gave Gu Junlan all the money for the chicken.

1,000 chickens, sold to 800 drunken Guilou.

Gu Junlan gave Gu Zongbao all the eighty taels of silver given by the shopkeeper and let him carry it in his arms.

When the two uncles and nephews left Jinxiuzhuang, the shopkeeper folded the recipe written by Gu Junlan and put it in an envelope and handed it to Xiao Er on the side: "Let people send this recipe into the capital and hand it over to the son." ”

There are some things on it that I have never heard of, and it still depends on Childe's side.

Although there were some things he didn't know, the shopkeeper didn't feel that Gu Junlan was fooling himself at all.

With the silver, Gu Junlan started the loser mode again.

When I came to the pork stall, I pointed with my hands.

The fat, lean meat, and pork belly were weighed ten catties each, and the pork belly, pig's trotters, and pig's small intestine were all rounded.

"Junlan girl, you better don't buy meat."

Gu Zongbao saw her as if she was pointing at the country, and the butcher stall owner who was smiling from ear to ear, said this abruptly.

"There is no oil at home, and there is not much meat to squeeze."

The intestines and pork belly were kept for sausages, and the pig's trotters were used for braised meat, and when she thought about it, Gu Junlan felt saliva in her mouth.

Hearing her say this, Gu Zongbao gave her a blank look.

"I mean, how heavy is it for you to carry the meat back, so it's better to buy a pig and rush back to let people kill it."

The people in the village are only willing to eat pork once during the New Year, and this girl is good, so she bought a few taels of silver with a crackle.

"Uncle, now is not the time to raise pigs."

When the house is built, these will naturally be raised.

After paying the money, the owner of the butcher stall completely regarded Gu Junlan as the God of Wealth, and directly called his son from home to help them deliver the meat to Liu Erniu's car.

I went to buy fine white noodles and a few cotton cloths, and when the two of them went back and forth several times, the Liu family's ox cart was almost full, and then they went home.

It stands to reason that the fabric of Jinxiuzhuang is good and the patterns are good, but Gu Junlan said that he can't afford it now.

After working hard for so long, he only made a net profit of more than two hundred taels of silver.

Thinking of this, Gu Junlan couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

When the house is built and the furniture is ready, and then I go to buy a dozen acres of land, the money will probably be gone again.

Money is hard to make!

Gu Zongbao, who was sitting in front of the carriage, didn't know what Gu Junlan was thinking, and if he knew, he might be so angry that he vomited blood.

Today is not the day to catch the market, Liu Erniu is not in a hurry to turn back to pick up people, so Lao Niu is pulling the car slowly in front.

This is full of cars, even Liu Erniu can't help but smack his tongue.

The ox cart sent the two to the door, Gu Junlan paid for the car, took out an oiled paper bag from the carriage and handed it to Liu Erniu: "Second Uncle Liu, this is for Hewang." ”

Liu Erniu knew Gu Junlan's temperament, so he didn't refuse, and after thanking him, he drove the ox cart home.

"Haizhu, you can put away the silver."

After handing over all the remaining silver to the Gu family, Gu Zongbao breathed a sigh of relief.

I wanted to leave Gu Zongbao for dinner, but Gu Zongbao thought about his father in the old mansion and decided to go home to eat.

"Okay, little uncle, go and say goodbye, your cloth won't let you take it back, and let my mother cut you a new dress when the time comes."

If you want to take it back, according to the filial piety of the little uncle, maybe you will make new clothes for the old man Gu.

Gu Junlan didn't want to spend money to support herself.