After being forced to raise a tyrannical prince, I was stalked insane

Chapter 30
Seeing Mr. Luo, Muren Zheng and others with sad faces, Luo Qingqing said to the man: "I want to discuss a business with the boss. I wonder if the boss can provide a convenient place?"

If someone else said this to him, the man would definitely sneer, but looking at Luo Qingqing, he felt a sense of anticipation for no reason...

"Those few, please move to the courtyard to drink tea!"

After the man waited for someone to go out, he locked the door again, then went to close the door to the yard, and put up a sign saying "The master is not at home".

He asked his servants to serve tea to Mr. Luo and the others, and invited Luo Qingqing into the study.

"What business do you want to talk to me about, little girl?"

Luo Qingqing smiled, and took out the remaining two potatoes first: "This is a kind of food I found, called potatoes, it is more filling than ordinary food, it can replace the staple food, I don't know if the boss is interested or not. "

She thought about it, and directly took out a large amount of food. The other party might not believe it, but it might bring disaster to herself.

It's better to use potatoes to establish a basis for cooperation first.

"Potatoes?" The man picked up an object that was not round or flat, and looked at it for a while: "I've never heard of it."

Luo Qingqing picked up another potato and peeled it: "It's a kind of root food, because it grows in the soil and looks like a bean, so I call it a potato."

When she was telling nonsense, her smile was more natural.

As for why potatoes are called potatoes, she doesn't know either.

When she knew Tudou, Tudou was called Tudou...

"Boss, try it?" Luo Qingqing handed the half-peeled potato to the man.

The man was skeptical, but he didn't pick up Luo Qingqing. Instead, he followed her example and peeled the potatoes.

Luo Qingqing smiled, and simply ate the peeled potatoes by herself.

"The taste is really good..." The man finished peeling the potatoes, saw Luo Qingqing eat the one in his hand, and ate it without hesitation.

Luo Qingqing said: "It will taste better if it is eaten with meat sauce or egg sauce. If it is cooked into a dish, the taste will be even more amazing."

The man couldn't help raising his eyebrows to look at her: "Can this thing cook?"

"of course."

Luo Qingqing's affirmation made the man look a little brighter.

He said: "My surname is Xun, and I'm named Du, I don't know how to call the girl?"

"Luo Qingqing."

Xun Du raised his eyebrows in surprise, obviously he had heard of this name before.

However, he quickly concealed his surprise, and Luo Qingqing didn't notice the difference.

"Miss Luo, do you know how to cook potatoes?" Xun Du asked.

Luo Qingqing nodded: "Of course I will. Could it be that Boss Xun is more interested in the firing method?"

"Yes."

The Xun family's business is spread all over Dajing, most of which are restaurants and restaurants. The potato is a fresh ingredient. If it is a staple food, it is rare in places like Minliang County and Anzhou Prefecture where food is scarce.

Take it to other places, that is, it is no different from white noodle steamed buns, except for occasional fresh ones, they can't be sold at any price.

But if it is made into a dish, it will be different.

As long as it works properly, this dish may earn ten or eight times, or even more.

"Then borrow Boss Xun's kitchen for use." Luo Qingqing thought for a while, and simply took some raw potatoes out of the space and put them in the basket.

Xun Du looked expectantly, and led people to the kitchen.

Luo Qingqing made stir-fried potato shreds, vinegar potato shreds, sweet and sour potato cubes, and griddle potato chips.

"Can I borrow Boss Xun's rice?" Luo Qingqing asked.

Xun Du didn't think too much, and nodded.

Luo Qingqing cooked another big pot of white rice.

The dishes she cooks are all in large quantities.

Xun Du is alone, and he can't finish it... Then, you can't blame her for bringing Mr. Luo and the others to help solve it, right?

"Boss Xun, taste how it tastes."

Luo Qingqing took a few people's chopsticks and bowls unceremoniously.

Xun Du: "..." Did he say he invited them to dinner?

When he saw the big pot of rice that had been filled with a large pot that was not finished, his eyes darkened slightly.

This is fine grain! !The finest grain! !
But after thinking about it again, it seems that he really just nodded in agreement...

(End of this chapter)