Chapter 11: Ryuji?
Yue Ziran used the best Longjing water to make a pot of Longjing tea for himself, and the fragrance of the tea spread, but it couldn't cover the strong fragrance from the inner hall. Xiao San's face was no longer unconvinced, Uncle Gen also put away his narcissistic expression, as for the silly aunt, she had already gone to the kitchen three or four times. Yue Ziran smiled and said nothing, his eyes moved to the street, watching all kinds of people walking in front of the store, his heart was surprisingly calm, but he sighed a few more plainly, especially when he saw the sun gradually moving west, his heart became more and more peaceful.
"Alright. The boy walked out of the kitchen and broke the silence of the store with one sentence, "Bring the food out." The young man still had that proud tone, but it sounded like the little three students couldn't show the slightest disgust at the moment.
The young man walked up to Yue Ziran and clapped his hands, there was no dust and fireworks on his body, but there was a fragrance that made Yue Ziran's nose twitch. The two of them neatly brought out all the dishes made by the young man and put them on the table one by one.
Knocking out the stupid girl's frizzy hands, Yue Ziran first took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick cage, picked up a plate of dishes made of tofu, bamboo shoots, lotus seeds and other green vegetables and put it in his mouth, and suddenly felt a burst of fragrance spread in his mouth, and the tofu tasted more smooth and delicious like fish, which made people unbearable to swallow.
"Good dish. Yue Ziran put down his chopsticks and said respectfully, the young man cocked his nose, looking complacent. Yue Ziran looked at his expression and smiled interestingly. sighed faintly in his heart, Guo Jing's kid is really happy.
When the others saw that the shopkeeper had already done it, they were no longer restrained, and they picked up chopsticks and tasted them. Silly aunts, little two and others are purely tasting. As a cook, Uncle Gen ate different things from it, and finally could only say to the young man with admiration: "Childe's cooking skills are really extraordinary, the old man is ashamed of himself, and the entire Lin'an Mansion is afraid that only the skills of Song Wu's sister-in-law on the lake in the past can be compared with Gongzi." ”
Others also opened their mouths to praise, but only the silly girl frequently stuffed her mouth without saying a word. Seeing that the people present were all impressed by their craftsmanship, the young man first smiled proudly, and then as if he remembered something, he restrained his arrogance, leaned over to Yue Ziran with low eyebrows, and whispered in his ear: "Shopkeeper, you said that if the food cooked in your store is so good, what will happen to the business?" When the young man leaned over, he exhaled like an orchid, which made Yue Ziran's light heart can't help but set off a wave, and after the young man finished speaking, he pushed him again, and asked how it was, he hurriedly replied: " That's good. "How about forty percent of the reward for this meal?" the young man asked, rejoicing.
"Huh?" Yue Ziran reacted, looking at the young man with a strange expression, "Do you want to cook with me?" The voice was very loud, and immediately attracted the eyes of the others who were still gobbling up. The young man's face turned red, and although he was a little squirming, he nodded anyway.
The eyes of the others changed because of this, and Uncle Gen frowned, but he just sighed lightly in resignation. Although the bookkeeper and others admitted that the young man's cooking skills were not said, they had been friends with Uncle Gen for many years, and they couldn't bear this old guy to leave. As for the silly aunt, her world is not something ordinary people can guess.
Seeing that everyone moved their eyes to himself, Yue Ziran nodded and responded: "Then you can stay, according to what you said, the reward from your meal will be divided into four layers for you, as for Uncle Gen ......" Yue Ziran said here and deliberately paused for a moment, and only said after raising the hearts of the bookkeeper and others to his throat: "It's still the same as before." ”
"Okay. Uncle Gen's frowning brows suddenly stretched out, and he responded happily.
Yue Ziran said to the young man again: "Haven't you asked the son's surname Gao?" The young man let go of things in his heart, and then put away the arrogance he had pretended to be, and said with a smile: "My surname is Long, the second in line, and the shopkeeper will call me Long Er." Yue Ziran secretly said in his heart, but he didn't introduce himself, but just pulled Xiao Er and told him to lead Long Er to arrange a good guest room.
Long Er thanked him, carried his luggage, and followed Xiao Er with a happy face. Yue Ziran sat in his place again, thinking about something. At this time, the sun was already setting in the west, and the pedestrians on the road were decreasing, but the tavern that had been empty before was quickly lively. After some more hours, Bai Rang staggered into the store again with half a bucket of water, and after pouring it into the tank, he wanted to go again, but was stopped by Yue Ziran.
"Shopkeeper, what's wrong?" Bai Rang asked, wiping his sweat, sitting down. Yue Ziran poured him a cup of herbal tea, and after instructing the bookkeeper to take the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, he said, "I have some ideas, you write a notice and post it in a conspicuous place in the tavern for a while." "Oh. Bai Rang didn't ask much, just answered, and started to grind the ink. At this time, Long Er also settled down and went downstairs, and Yue Ziran called him over with the account room. After introducing Long Er and Bai Rang, Yue Ziran said his good idea: "Starting tomorrow, the meals made by Long Er will only sell ten tables. ”
"This, will the shopkeeper ......" Yue Ziran's voice fell, Bai Rang didn't know why, and Long Er, who thought he would work hard, was happy, so only the account room had objections. In his opinion, Ryuuji's cooking skills can bring a lot of income to the tavern, but Yue Ziran's move is a bit of a loss of his own wealth.
Yue Ziran also ignored the objections of the old tent and continued: "The five tables of meals are booked one day in advance, and the one with the highest price will get it; The bookkeeper is responsible for sorting out a list of the dishes sold by Ryuuji, the ten with the highest prices, framing and hanging them in a conspicuous place in the tavern, and sorting out one every day. During the festive season, we only sell five tables, and the order must be ten on the list to be eligible to bid. ”
"This..."Bai Rang and Ryuuji are not calm, this way of doing business is really unheard of.
Yue Ziran waved his hand, not allowing them to ask for rebuttals, but said, "Just do what I say." ”
Seeing that he had made up his mind, the bookkeeper could only shake his head and sigh. Although Bai Rang was still unknown, he never cared about money and other things for a wealthy person, so he went to the side to write a notice according to Yue Ziran's intentions. Only Long Er, who reacted, pouted and said unhappily: "Selling ten tables a day, then wouldn't the money I get very little." ”
Yue Ziran looked at him interestingly, and finally asked jokingly, "You are very short of money?"
"Nonsense," Ryuji gave him a blank look, "there is no shortage of money in this world." ”
Yue Ziran didn't reveal his identity, poured himself a cup of tea, looked up and was about to speak, but saw that the cup of tea was served by a soft hand. Long Er stuffed half a piece of Dingsheng cake in his mouth, and when he saw Yue Ziran looking at him, he nodded solemnly and said, "Actually, the taste of this Dingsheng cake is barely palatable." ”
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