After wearing a book, the cannon fodder ex-wife just wants to farm

Chapter 62
The last sentence was for her, and only she could hear it, but Li Erya said calmly that her handwriting was not good, and asked Hu Shaojing if he could write a receipt contract for him.

"Yes, although Hu's handwriting is not as good as the famous ones, he is still good at writing receipts." Hu Shaojing was stunned for a moment, a little surprised that she could read, and then he reacted and said modestly.

"It seems that I don't need your help." Li Erya looked at Shen Muyin with a smile on his face.

Shen Muyin felt ignored. Although she looked at her, she had no place for her in her eyes or even in her heart.

After hesitating, the two had already walked out of the gate, but he felt that his legs weighed a thousand catties, and he couldn't move. He could only watch their backs disappear before his eyes.

Shen Qingrou, who hid inside the house, walked out at this moment, stepped forward to take a sneak peek outside, and then closed the door.

"How could that young master come to look for that girl." Shen Qingrou curled her lips, and said with a bit of disdain, disdainful of Li Erya's indifference to publicity.

"But she actually made 100 taels with one dish, tsk tsk." Seeing that he was silent, Shen Qingrou said again, her tone was a bit sour.

"That's her skill." Shen Muyin looked at her, and finally couldn't bear to say a serious word, but just vaguely reminded her not to underestimate people.

"Who doesn't know how to cook, what kind of skill is this? She was just lucky and saved Mrs. Hu's life. Maybe they just paid 100 taels for the sake of saving their lives." Shen Qingrou Disapprovingly said.

Shen Muyin was quite helpless, she couldn't see the value of a dish, let alone the value of Li Erya herself, this is not something he can change overnight.

Besides, Li Erya followed Hu Shaojing into the back kitchen of Jixiang Building, and there was only one chef left in it. She had seen this man before, and he was the one who learned how to make jelly with Sun Ji.

The chef's surname is Fang. His grandparents' home was flooded, and he was the only one to survive. Later, he sold himself to the Hu family and became a slave of the Hu family. Fang Yu is already the third generation.

Because of his talent in cooking, he was arranged by Mr. Hu to work as a cook in Jixiang Building. Within three years, he became a chef who could be his own.

A talented and respected person is somewhat arrogant, so when Hu Shaojing brought Li Erya in, he didn't take it seriously.

Li Erya still showed her friendliness in disapproval. She had done many jobs during her university years, one of which was as a helper in the back kitchen.

Speaking of making lo-mei, she also learned it from a stealing teacher, perhaps because of her professional relationship, she can probably tell how heavy the seasoning is when the chef takes a handful of seasonings.

Maybe because she is a part-time job and a college student, the chef didn't hide it. After working for a while, she figured out the chef's so-called exclusive recipe. She tried it at home once or twice, and the lo-mei that she made The taste was no different from that made in the store, so she knew she had guessed right.

This is probably her talent, Fang Yuzhi is proud, she is more peaceful, maybe because Fang Yu still has the Hu family to rely on behind him, even though he is a house slave, but she has nothing to rely on behind her .

She is like this, so is Huang Xingye. The Shen family is different. Shen Nanzhou still has a network of connections behind him. Shen Muci and his brothers also have a huge family.

At this moment, even though she was a master, she didn't intend to put on airs, she just told Fang Yu the recipe very accommodatingly, and asked him to do it himself, while she just stood aside to see if she made any mistakes.

Fang Yu is very smart, she only made two small mistakes, and it is quite easy for her to be her master.

However, it was those two small mistakes that made Fang Yu dare not underestimate Li Erya. He didn't expect that a little girl like her had such vicious eyes, and even a slight difference could be seen.

Hu Shaojing watched from the sidelines, but he was heartbroken. In fact, when he ate lo mei, he asked Fang Yu to try it, but the lo mei he made was not as delicious as Li Erya's.

He gave Fang Yu three days, but Fang Yu's cooking was still a little lacking, so he had to go to Li Erya's, but he didn't expect that the problem was the order of cooking.

This little problem cost him 100 taels of silver, and Hu Shaojing suddenly felt a little pain in his flesh.

He originally thought that Li Erya wanted the lion to open his mouth, but with such an understanding, he still got what she wanted. Hu Shaojing praised her sourly, but still didn't want to let her go, "Why don't you talk to each other again? After a while, I'm afraid that he won't be able to turn his head around and fail your guidance."

Fang Yu lowered his head in shame, not daring to say anything.

"You feel that you are at a disadvantage? How about I teach you another grilled fish." Li Erya grinned, and she also felt that charging 100 taels was a bit too much, so she said generously.

Hu Shaojing suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly raised, "Yes, yes, you, learn carefully, and be respectful when you see her later, she can be regarded as half of your master."

Li Erya burst out laughing, and her half-master continued to move her lips, asking Fang Yu, a high-ranking apprentice, to handle the fish according to her instructions.

Someone knocked on the door, and it was the shopkeeper who came to tell Hu Shaojing that some customers asked them if there was a new dish in Jixianglou, and if they could let the guests try something new.

"Yes, of course, but the price has to be determined first." Hu Shaojing looked at the prepared lo mei and smiled, and his heart didn't hurt anymore.

"Since it's a new dish, I'm not in a hurry to set a price, but we can let customers try it for free. The one with the higher price gets it, and the one with the lower price can be used as a reference for pricing." Li Erya pointed to the limited number of lo mei, and kindly reminded.

Hu Shaojing and the shopkeeper looked at each other, and after seeing the meaning of her words, he suddenly slapped his head, "This idea is good, hurry up, and do as she said."

"Hey." The shopkeeper immediately asked someone to take out the dishes and make arrangements.

The bustling outside soon became lively, and Hu Shaojing couldn't bear to go out to watch the excitement, and when he came back, his mouth never closed, "I never dreamed that pig offal can be sold for ten taels of silver a plate."

"Please, seasonings don't cost money? Firewood doesn't cost money? Other things don't cost money, but although the cost of making more is not so high, it's better to have a limited supply of these things, and the brine can be reused." Li Erya Disapprovingly, it is not really priced.

"You're right, you're all right, and you, I'll remember them all." Hu Shaojing nodded repeatedly, not forgetting to warn Fang Yu.

"I remember it all, young master." Fang Yu said humbly, his mind was still on the grilled fish, and he didn't dare to make any mistakes.

The shopkeeper came again soon, saying that another customer asked if there were any new dishes, and he secretly glanced at Fang Yu's back while talking.

(End of this chapter)