Jiang Yan and the second child helped these old professors move all the benefits to their doorsteps, and then returned home with a bunch of fruits under the irresistible enthusiasm.

"Brother, you take a break first, and I'll bring up the computer I collected today."

Jiang Yan took off his soaked T-shirt and said to him shirtless, "Don't worry, eat a watermelon and move it." ”

"I'll eat it after I move it, it's nothing."

For the second child, moving some rice is really nothing, but he often carries a computer on his shoulders every day.

Waiting for the second child to go downstairs, Jiang Yanwu thought to himself, it's not good to make money like this, it's too slow.

So what is the way to make money quickly?

Stocks?

But he forgot which stock had been doing well in recent years.

Selling songs?

I don't know if I can sell the lyrics or not, and the key question is who to sell them to.

Other than that, he really couldn't think of any other way to get money quickly without touching the silver bracelet.

After thinking about it, I finally came up with the most unpretentious and down-to-earth method.

Sell vegetables!

Go to the big restaurant to cook a delicious new dish for the boss, and then sell him this stir-fried dish, I don't know if it's okay?

Jiang Yan decided to give it a try.

When Song Jiawen came back in the evening, she fried a table of dishes that were rare at home.

She looked at the fish and green on the table in surprise, and asked Jiang Yan, "Is it your birthday today?" ”

Jiang Yan was still wearing a floral apron, and the spatula she was carrying in her hand was eager to knock on her head, "My birthday is in winter, and I told you last year." ”

Song Jiawen shrunk her neck and whispered in defense, "I forgot, besides, I have never had my own birthday, how can I remember someone else's birthday?" ”

Jiang Yan sighed, didn't talk about her, and pointed to the dishes on the table, "How about tasting the taste?" ”

The second child has been waiting impatiently for a long time.

Song Jiawen picked up the chopsticks and first grabbed a piece of fish meat sprinkled with red pepper and pepper in the middle, slightly spicy with a little numbness, the meat was tender and delicious, and there was no fishy smell at all.

"It's fresh and tender, it's so delicious, I didn't expect you to have this craft."

The words fell and then clamped a chopstick, and the second child next to him couldn't wait for a click, he was not interested in fish, and all he ate was meat.

After a while, two bowls of rice went down, and most of the dishes on the table were gone.

Jiang Yan's heart was half relieved, it seems that he has not lost his craftsmanship, this method can be tried.

In his last life, he did all kinds of low-level work in order to make money, such as going to the hotel after work to help the chef chop vegetables or something, he worked for two whole years, and the extra money he got was called by his grandmother to leave, saying that he had a heart attack and was hospitalized.

Later, I found out that it was the third uncle's son who took a fancy to a new mobile phone, and Mrs. Jiang was reluctant to disappoint her little grandson, so she wanted to take 20,000 yuan from him.

After eating, the second child went to clean up the dishes and chopsticks and the kitchen, and Jiang Yan told Song Jiawen his plan.

"Sell to a restaurant?"

The first time she heard about this kind of business, Song Jiawen felt very curious, although she was not sure if it would work, but when she thought of the dishes she had just eaten, she nodded very affirmatively, "Sell, there must be a restaurant to buy it." ”

The next afternoon, Song Jiawen came back from the gallery early and accompanied him to the hotel.

In fact, Jiang Yan felt that he could do it alone, but Song Jiawen insisted, so he followed her.

The first hotel, Jiang Yan chose a medium-sized family, and the reason why he avoided the big hotel first was because people might not like it, after all, his face was too young.

There is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not firm.

Maybe people think so.

"What? New dish? ”

The boss looked at Jiang Yan in surprise, looked him up and down, and thought to himself that the young man looked quite normal, why was his brain abnormal?

Just like you, is it possible that there are ancestral crafts in the family?

Even if there is, if you don't keep it as a means to make a living in the future, you still sell it?

The boss felt very funny, but his face was still calm, and he also pointed to the kitchen and said to Jiang Yan, "Then you go and do it, make it and I'll taste it." ”

Song Jiawen likes to eat last night's garlic fried fish, Jiang Yan saw that there happened to be fresh grass carp in the kitchen, so he killed one and made a garlic fried fish.

After the boss smelled the smell and saw the appearance, he was taken aback, but he didn't expect that there was really a specialty dish.

The taste in the mouth is also excellent, it is a new taste that he has never tasted, to be precise, there is no such dish in Yunzhou.

After tasting it, the boss quietly put down the chopsticks and said with a smile, "The fish is good, but this method is not too fresh, and our chef will also make it, but there are not as many chili peppers as you put in it." In this way, for the sake of your young age and hard work, you write down the method of doing it, and I will give you 300 yuan. ”

Three hundred?

Scold.

Jiang Yan took out a tissue from the table, wiped his hand slowly and methodically, then threw the tissue away, and called Song Jiawen to leave.

Young and vigorous!

The boss didn't open his mouth to call anyone, just sat in place and watched the two of them walk towards the door with a smile, but the next second after hearing the conversation between the two, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

"Three hundred dollars for a dish? Is he dreaming? ”

"It is estimated that there are so many restaurants, and there is more than this one, let's go, go to the next one."

"Anyway, you still have a dozen new dishes, I don't believe you can't find a good buyer."

A dozen new dishes?

Are they all like this fish?

No, they say go to the next one, and he doesn't leave such a good dish for his competitors?

Admittedly, this fish could be kept for his kitchen to study, but what about the other dishes?

Thinking of this, the boss was in a hurry, and hurriedly got up and hurriedly chased out.

"Little brother, wait a minute, little brother"

Jiang Yan and Song Jiawen were about to cross the street, and there was a restaurant about the same size as this restaurant opposite.

Don't you want to keep it for yourself?

Okay, I'll leave you one, it's fair and just.

The boss shouted from behind, but Jiang Yan and Song Jiawen walked forward without looking back.

It wasn't until the boss caught up out of breath and stopped in front that the two stopped.

"Little brother, look at you. Why is it so atmospheric? If you are not satisfied with the price, you can negotiate again. ”

Jiang Yan sneered, "It turns out that the price is negotiable." ”

Song Jiawen looked impatient, "Three thousand yuan, if you can, you will give the money, if it doesn't work, we will leave." ”

Three thousand?

Why don't you grab it?

The corners of the boss's mouth twitched, but he endured it when he thought of the dozen or so new dishes in the back.

"Little brother, you are a cook, you should understand, three thousand is too much, there is no such market"

"Forget it, I'll be free of that fish today, goodbye!"

After saying that, the two missed the boss and were leaving.

"Wait, wait, okay, three thousand, I'll give, can't I give."

The boss reluctantly took out 3,000 yuan, and here Jiang Yan also wrote the dish of garlic fried fish and handed it over.

It's fair to pay the money with one hand and pay the bill with the other!

I re-read the outline and outline today, and unfortunately, the writing is crooked.

So I decided to change the previous one again tonight, but I have to contact the editor to change it, and it is estimated that the update will be late tomorrow, so don't worry, and I am going to take advantage of the weekend to re-read the previous one.

(End of chapter)