After rebirth, she just wants to farm

Chapter 25

Seeing that the boss was confused, she continued, "If I can use these sauces to make meals that satisfy you, can you consider my sauce?"

"You're not here to make me happy, are you?" The boss wondered.

He was indeed somewhat interested in Najiang, but with their operating conditions, they could only reduce costs. "

Meng Qingning was extremely serious, "I'm here to sell things sincerely."

The reason why she took a fancy to this restaurant was because she could tell that the owner was a good person, and it could be seen from the look in his eyes that he really loved cooking.

Otherwise, we wouldn’t have been able to sustain it for so long at a loss.

The boss then thought about it and agreed.

Meng Qingning came to the kitchen and took a brief look at the ingredients. The items were quite complete, the ingredients were neatly arranged, and the shopkeeper was also a neat person.

She picked out a fish and made a fish head with chopped pepper.

I also used the remaining fish meat to make a perilla fish.

Wang was helping her from the side, and she was very confident in Meng Qingning's craftsmanship.

The moment you lift the lid of the pot, the tangy aroma instantly spreads.

The boss's eyes brightened again and again, as if he had seen his savior.

"Is this really made with the sauce just now?" He couldn't help but take a bite and asked quickly.

"If it's a fake replacement."

At this moment, he really saw the hope of bringing the restaurant back to life.

"How much do you plan to sell it for?" There was a hint of urgency in his voice.

Meng Qingning took off her apron and directly gave a number, "Two hundred coins."

In this day and age, two hundred coins is not cheap.

The boss thought for a while, gritted his teeth and agreed, "How many do you have here?"

In fact, the price is still a bit burdensome for them because their business is bleak, but he doesn't want to miss this opportunity.

"I brought out five cans today, three bottles of perilla sauce, one bottle of minced pepper sauce and one bottle of chili sauce." Because I wanted to try my luck, I didn't stay too long, "If you want more, I can Take the time to send it over.”

After the deal was concluded, Meng Qingning was also happy and her title changed.

Five cans also cost one tael of silver, plus the money she made from selling pancakes today, it was also a lot of income.

"Okay, I will send someone to contact you if necessary." After seeing Meng Qingning's craftsmanship, he became much more submissive, "Have you two eaten yet? Why not have a meal with us."

"We don't have any money?" Meng Qingning deliberately joked.

"No money, no money." The shopkeeper only wanted to serve this God of Wealth well and dared to collect money. "My surname is Song, and my single name is Zhao. Everyone can call me Lao Song or Xiao Song. "

Meeting such an easy-going boss, Meng Qingning was also happy from the bottom of her heart and asked, "Do you have a menu?"

"Yes, it's on the wall."

Meng Qingning stood up and took a look. The dishes were quite complete, but they were too messy and there were no special dishes.

She asked, "Which of these dishes are you best at?"

"That's a lot..." He thought for a while, "like wild rice shrimp, braised pork, steamed mutton, wine steamed chicken..."

The shopkeeper talked non-stop, fearing that Meng Qingning wouldn't believe it, so he immediately added, "Girl, don't look at me like this, our ancestors were royal cooks in the palace."

Royal chef?

Meng Qingning didn't know how credible this statement was.

"Choose a few special dishes and put them at the front, and put the others at the back." She suggested, "Of course the most important thing is that your cooking skills need to be improved."

"Girl, why don't you accept me as your disciple?" Song Zhao almost knelt down and almost begged, "You don't know, my brand is passed down from my ancestors, but it has declined here. If this restaurant is destroyed, With it in my hands, I will have no shame to meet the ancestors of the Song family in the future." He could see that those who could make these sauces must have extraordinary cooking skills.

Meng Qingning: "..." She has no intention of accepting a disciple.

"Brother, it's not that I don't agree. My home is dozens of miles away from here, and I'm not good enough to accept a disciple."

Song Zhao was greatly disappointed.

"Let me give you some recipes for perilla sauce and garlic sauce. If you use this sauce to cook, the taste will not be unsatisfactory."

"Okay." The smile returned to Song Zhao's face, and he quickly found a pen and paper, eager to record every word Meng Qingning said.

Song Zhaofei had to treat them to dinner and cooked some special dishes for them.

In fact, it tastes pretty good, but the taste is a bit bland. People here still prefer sour and spicy food.

This is probably one of the reasons for his bleak business.

After coming out of Fengmanlou, it was already afternoon, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law hurried to a clothing store.

The clothes of the two children were too old, so Meng Qingning planned to buy them new clothes.

The dazzling array of clothes in the ready-made clothing store is dazzling. There are many people who come here to choose clothes. Most of them are ladies from the county town. The two of them seem a bit out of place.

After asking, the cheapest clothes cost nearly [-] yuan. Wang was surprised by the price. Meng Qingning looked at her purse and backed down.

The two settled for the next best thing and went to the cloth shop next door and bought two pieces of cloth.

It only cost 180 yuan in total.

There is enough cloth to make clothes for the whole family, and the remaining cloth can be made into shoes.

Wang was very satisfied.

I saw someone selling pastries and bought a few more for my family, which they had never eaten before.

After finishing the shopping, they slowly arrived at the meeting place with the Yang family. Not long after, Yang Yu drove a carriage and drove over from a short distance away.

"How is Qianqian's health?" Wang asked eagerly as soon as she got in the car.

In fact, Meng Qingning could see that she also wanted to see Yang Qianqian today, but she was afraid that she would be too busy by herself, so she had to give up.

"Everything is fine." Aunt Wang couldn't hide the smile on her face when she saw her eldest daughter whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

It seems that this cousin's life should be pretty good.

"The eldest sister likes to eat the lard box made by my sister-in-law. She said that next time she has time, she will come to her aunt's house to eat the dishes made by her."

This was thanks to Yang Qianni's publicity. After this girl went there, she kept praising Meng Qingning's cooking skills, saying that her eldest sister couldn't wait to see this younger sibling.

It's a pity that she is pregnant now and cannot travel far.

"Sister, I'm in trouble. Next time, let's make more food and bring it to her," Meng Qingning said.

"Then I'll go with you."

Although Yang Qianni is about the same age as Meng Qingning, because she is the youngest in the family and has been pampered since childhood, she still looks like a little girl who is inexperienced in the world.

While talking, Aunt Wang became concerned about their sauce, "Has it been sold?"

Wang nodded, with a smile on her face, "We've all sold it, and the restaurant owner plans to place a long-term order from us."

Ning'er still has a way.

Aunt Wang was also happy for them, "That's good, my wife is really good. Now that we have this deal, your life will be easier."

Meng Qingning was planning something else.

(End of this chapter)