After rebirth, she just wants to farm

Meng Qingning came to the kitchen and showed Song Zhao how to make doubanjiang. With the help of doubanjiang, various dishes have more flavor and are full of color, aroma and taste.

"This sauce will definitely be a big seller." Song Zhao said firmly.

He is a chef and a businessman, so he naturally knows how powerful this sauce is.

"Whether the sauce can sell well depends on you." Meng Qingning said.

Song Zhao was a little confused and didn't understand what Meng Qingning meant by saying this.

Meng Qingning smiled. Song Zhao was very flexible in his way of dealing with people. The poor business in the past few years was entirely due to bad luck.

Now that time has come, if Doubanjiang is handed over to him for publicity, it will get twice the result with half the effort.

A lot of my business now comes from Feng Manlou.

It is simply a living sign.

Song Zhao was extremely happy when he heard this.

In the past two months, Fengmanlou's business has more than doubled, it has skyrocketed. If this continues, they will be able to open a branch soon.

He can be regarded as worthy of the ancestors of the Song family, thanks to Meng Qingning, so Feng Manlou's business and Meng Qingning's sauce complement each other.

"Now that Feng Manlou's business has stabilized, if you want to move to the next level, you still need an opportunity." Meng Qingning knew that Song Zhao was ambitious.

In her opinion, being ambitious in business is a good thing.

Song Zhao smiled and said, "Young lady has a way."

"Of course there is a way." She smiled.

Then the two of them came to the best blacksmith shop in the county. Meng Qingning took out the drawings she designed and handed them to the master.

"I need a pot like this. Do you think there is a way to make it?"

The master took the drawing and looked at it, his eyes brightened slightly, "Did the girl draw this drawing by herself?"

This was the first time he had seen such a uniquely designed pot.

Meng Qingning smiled and nodded.

The master was deep in thought, which made Song Zhao a little anxious. After listening to Meng Qingning's idea, he felt that if the hot-boiled dishes could really be made, it would definitely be a leapfrog development for their restaurant.

"Master Chen, you are the most powerful blacksmith in Wuning. If you can't make it, then our pot is really hopeless." He used the provoking method.

Master Chen and Song Zhao have known each other for a long time, otherwise Song Zhao would not have approached him.

Master Chen was still speechless, but his eyes never left the drawing.

Song Zhao wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Meng Qingning.

After a long time, Master Chen suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of joy, but he deliberately said with a straight face, "Who said I can't do it?"

It's not that Song Zhao doesn't believe Master Chen, on the contrary, he believes that Master Chen is definitely capable of doing it, and he just said those words to stimulate him.

Now that he got what he wanted, he showed a satisfied smile.

"When do you think you can make it?"

"At least ten days." Master Chen said while observing Meng Qingning's expression, "I haven't done it before. I need to try it slowly."

He felt that the girl in front of him was definitely extraordinary. Feng Manlou was very angry now, but Song Zhao obeyed her words.

Meng Qingning felt that as long as she could do it, she was not in a hurry.

"Master, please do it slowly, we are not in a hurry, but we need more of this pot. If you make it, we hope to order it directly from you. Do you think it is okay?"

"How many do you need?" Master Chen asked. "We need a hundred for the time being, and there may be more in the future."

"A hundred?" Master Chen was slightly surprised. He originally thought he only needed to make one, but he didn't expect it to be a big order. His attitude became respectful, "Don't worry, we will take fewer orders recently to free up time and order as soon as possible." Made for you."

This pot has a unique shape. Regardless of what they are used for, it will definitely be very popular in the market.

If he could get this blueprint, their blacksmith shop would have no business.

Thinking of this, he tentatively said, "Girl, this drawing..."

Meng Qingning saw what he meant and did not refuse, "I just want this pot. I'll leave the drawings to you."

Anyway, when hot pot comes on the market in the future, imitators will inevitably appear, and this pot is not difficult to make, so it is useless for her to hold it, so it is better to leave it to the master.

Master Chen was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, girl, I will make this pot of yours as soon as possible, and I will give you a [-]% discount when the time comes."

"Then I'd like to thank the shopkeeper in advance." Meng Qingning agreed as expected. With this pot, the business of Master Chen's blacksmith shop will definitely reach a higher level, so by giving them a [-]% discount on the price, the other party will not suffer any loss. .

In this way, the pot matter was settled.

The tables in the hot pot restaurant naturally had to be customized, but Meng Qingning was a little pressed for time, so she could only tell Song Zhao her thoughts and let him find a solution.

Song Zhao was very concerned about this matter and agreed.

Then they went to the vegetable market to purchase materials for making hot pot base.

The hot pot base relies on a variety of aniseed ingredients. Only by combining various spices can the numbing and spicy effect be achieved, so naturally a lot of things are needed.

Some spices could not be found in the market, so Meng Qingning went to a nearby clinic.

She told the clerk at the clinic what she needed. The clerk couldn't help but be curious. The things the girl needed were completely messy and could neither cure diseases nor be eaten. What did she want to do with them when she took them back?
"What do you want these things for?"

Meng Qingning didn't explain, but just said, "I have my own uses. Don't worry, I won't give you less money. You just need to give me these things."

The clerk had no choice but to do as he was told, after all, who wouldn’t do business if there was one?

Meng Qingning specially brought two guys from Luyang Sauce today.

She had people carry the purchased materials into the car. Looking at the car full of things, Song Zhao couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"The sauce you made this time must be extraordinary."

Meng Qingning has also been craving for hot pot for a long time, and now it is early autumn, which is the season for eating hot pot.

"I'll leave the rest to you."

They discussed that the hot pot restaurant should still use Feng Manlou's sign, and Song Zhao was very happy.

Meng Qingning left all the store selection and decoration matters to him, and she will focus on developing hot pot base ingredients recently.

Back at Fengmanlou, Meng Qingning thought that it had been more than ten days since the Sun family's incident, and she hadn't thanked Gu Chenan properly yet, so she cooked a few dishes and sent them over.

They are all what Gu Chenan usually likes to eat.

He also brought him a jar of steamed bun sauce that he made himself. This thing is the best food tool when traveling.

After finishing everything, she set off on her way home again.

The next day, she began to pack up the spices she purchased. First, she soaked the spices purchased at the drug store yesterday in hot water, cleaned them, and cut them into small pieces.

Mrs. Wang and Aunt Wang helped her by cleaning all the purchased ginger and coriander. After a while, the entire yard was filled with baskets of materials to dry.

The only pity was that she couldn't find butter and had to use clear oil instead.