The money shopkeeper was very surprised to hear it, a few pickled vegetables from the family restaurant this month were selling hot, not to mention the good taste, it was still the only one in the town.

Not long ago, the owner also raised his salary, and he may be able to transfer himself to the city in the future.

The money shopkeeper was thinking about a promotion and a salary increase, but Wei Yi'an suddenly picked on his side, so he was naturally a little anxious.

Listening to her reason, it is not a valid reason at all, but like a pretext.

After all, with the cognition of the money shopkeeper, the little people still don't do the business of making money if they are afraid of freezing their hands?

The money shopkeeper shook his head, unable to understand.

But Wei Yi'an has a resolute attitude, and the money shopkeeper has always pursued harmony and wealth, so he has no choice but to express regret and hope that he will have the opportunity to continue to cooperate in the future.

After sending Wei Yi'an away, the money shopkeeper sat there and sighed.

The guy who served the tea came up with an idea: "Shopkeeper, this Wei Niangzi's pickles are in short supply in our store, she doesn't do it, it's really a mistake for us, if we get the recipe......"

The money shopkeeper suddenly opened, "Yes, you reminded me, it is more convenient for us to do business after buying her recipe." So he immediately went to write to the owner.

Five days later, the money shopkeeper received a reply from the owner, and asked Wei Yi'an to come.

At that time, Granny Jin, Yuan Niangzi, and Ding Niangzi were all in the Wei family.

Seeing Wei Yi'an, the guy who ran the errand only said that the shopkeeper had important matters to discuss, and he couldn't say anything else.

Wei Yi'an was puzzled, but she thought that she had dealt with her a few times, and she had a good impression of the money shopkeeper, and such a big restaurant paid the most attention to reputation, and she had nothing to worry about.

Since Wei Yi'an was going out, Granny Jin and the others took their leave.

When she arrived, the money shopkeeper smiled politely and invited her to take a seat.

When she heard the money shopkeeper say that the owner of Dengyun Building wanted to buy her recipe for pickles, Wei Yi'an was a little surprised, and hesitated and asked, "Buyer?" ”

The money shopkeeper stroked his beard with a smile and stretched out his hand to compare "five".

"Fifty?" Wei Yi'an pondered, it's too little, it shouldn't be.

The money shopkeeper shook his head.

"Five hundred?" That's a lot, but it's not worth so much, it's not a very expensive thing in itself, but there are many people who like to eat it.

No matter how small the mosquito leg is, it is also meat, speaking of which, this Dengyunlou makes a lot of money by relying on this dish, and after buying a recipe, all the Dengyunlou branches can be used, and this owner will not do a loss-making business.

Besides, it took me many times to figure it out, and if I dared to buy it, I would dare to sell it.

Well, agree.

Who can live with money?

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Mrs. Wei, our cooperation can be regarded as the right time and place, and it hit it off." ”

Saying that, he beckoned the guy to bring the silver ticket and signed the contract, Wei Yi'an looked at it carefully, there was no problem, and he pressed his handprint.

After being sealed by the government, it will be completed, and the seal will have legal effect, and then the red deed Wei Yi'an and the money shopkeeper will each hold a copy.

Wei Yi'an first read the specific methods one by one with the money shopkeeper, and the money shopkeeper wrote them down. After all, her words can't be handled.

After doing this, Wei Yi'an went home with a silver ticket of five hundred taels.

What she was carrying was not five hundred taels of silver tickets, she had already seen that the house in Hezhou was beckoning to her, and her son would be able to send her to enlightenment after the beginning of the Spring Festival.

The day of entering the city is just around the corner, Wei Yi is happy inside, and she walks a little floating, but her face is still stable.

After all, you can't let people know, it's hard to endure!

Wei Yi'an's good mood was clean when he got home.

Without him, as soon as Wei Yi'an entered the house, she saw Ding Niangzi taking her son Feng Zicong in the Wei family's courtyard.

Doudou was pulled by Xiao Han, the daughter of Yuan Niangzi's family, to wipe her tears, and the melon seeds were stalked around her neck and glared at Feng Zicong.

That look is like a little wolf cub, and he is about to hit someone in the next second.