Fast Transmigration Life Experiencer

Chapter 51
The sound came from the back kitchen, which seemed very abrupt in the quiet hall.

As the words fell, a chunky figure trotted out from the back kitchen.

This action combined with this honor is like getting out of a white flour steamed bun.

"What's the smell? Boss, have you smelled it? It's sweet and sweet." While talking, Chef Da Da still held his nose and sniffed back and forth.

"What smell? Why didn't I smell it?" Kang Daguang watched Chef Pang's movements, but found that he couldn't smell anything.

Is it possible that every chef has a dog's nose?
"No, it smells good. Someone must have eaten here just now." Chef Pang Da insisted.

"Eat? Someone ate it. A little girl ate sweet potatoes here just now."

Chef Da Da paused, and clapped his hands vigorously: "Yes, that's the taste! Where is she?"

Kang Daguang couldn't help but raised his hand and pointed to the door: "Just leave."

Then the other hand secretly patted his chest, oh my god, why are you so surprised when you eat a sweet potato?
On the other hand, Chef Da Da used his two short legs to chase after him.

In the restaurant, Kang Daguang looked at the plate of candied sweet potatoes exuding a tangy aroma in front of him. The orange-red color was bright and lustrous, and it was dotted with tiny white sugar particles. It didn't look like a dish at all, but more like a work of art.

"Boss, try eating!"

Kang Daguang picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, his eyes widened imperceptibly, the taste was soft and waxy, and the sweetness was just right, not the sweet and greasy feeling of white sugar, but with a faint fragrance.

Kang Daguang swears that this is the best candied sweet potato he has ever eaten.

I really don't know why a cook who is good at cooking southern dishes can cook northeast dishes so authentically.

After two mouthfuls, he became interested in the bowl of soup next to him. The bowl of soup was unremarkable, just like two pieces of sweet potatoes in the water, but Kang Daguang thought it should be more than that.

He took a spoonful, and it was exactly as he thought, this bowl of seemingly bland soup tasted not bland.

Although it is a bowl of sweet soup, it does not only have the taste of sweetness. On the contrary, it has a layered sweetness. The most important thing is that the sweetness of the sweet potato is stimulated at the end, allowing it to break through the barriers and escape. day of birth.

"Boss, how are you?"

"Very good, it will definitely be a signature dish in the future!" After finishing speaking, he drank the sweet soup left in the bowl in one gulp, and then started talking to the Xu family father and son.

"How many catties does your sweet potato weigh?"

"With this kind of appearance, it's about a thousand catties." Xu Youfu estimated the approximate amount.

The best one that can be picked out at home is almost the same amount.

Just more or less.

The amount was a little too big, and Kang Daguang's thoughts turned sharply, can he eat so much at once?
Do you want to try a little first?But this sweet potato is really good, if someone else intercepts it, then I will be caught blind.

There are a total of 20 catties of sweet potatoes, and it takes less than two months to consume about [-] catties a day.

Kang Daguang's gaze deepened, and he decided to take a gamble.

"Well, I want all your sweet potatoes, what price do you plan to offer?"

Want it all?
I want it all!
Xu Youfu originally thought that this person would be able to buy a hundred and eighty catties, but he didn't expect him to have such a big appetite.

"3 cents a catty, what do you think?" Sweet potatoes are not worth much at this time, but his sweet potatoes are delicious and not greasy, Xu Youfu thinks it is worth the price.

Kang Daguang smacked his lips and shook his head: "It's a bit high, almost worth a catty of white flour. In this way, I will wrap it up for you at once, and you don't need to bargain, just calculate it at 1 cents, and I will find a car to pull it." , if it doesn’t work, let’s just make friends.”

1 cents is already a very high price, much higher than that, Xu Youfu no longer negotiated the price, and the two sides quickly drew up an agreement.

　The little meow is so poor, let’s have a vote, little cuties
　　
　
(End of this chapter)