Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 37
One was that the stool was too flimsy and cracked at the sound, and the other was that after he sat down, it took a lot of trouble to get up.Therefore, he simply chose not to sit, and standing is also fine.

How could Mu Xiang fail to see that he disliked her for having a small bench? Since he didn't sit on it, she simply didn't even pour tea for him. She just took a newly bought small ceramic cup and poured herself a cup of freshly brewed chrysanthemum tea .

It was almost autumn, and there were many wild chrysanthemums blooming in the mountains. Although she didn't recognize the species, she also knew that most of the chrysanthemums could be used to make tea. Besides, they didn't live in deep mountains and old forests, even the wildest chrysanthemums Chrysanthemums are also seen from time to time, and when they bloom, they are all over the mountains and plains. She wants to ignore them, but she can't do without picking them.

Every morning for the past two days, she would take Caiyun and Mulang to the fields where few people passed by to pick chrysanthemums. They had just been dried, and besides making tea, she also wanted to sell them to make money. , Just make a pillowcase, stuff it into the pillow, and it will smell comfortable when you sleep at night.

Tang Mo glanced at the tea cup in her hand, and saw white petals floating in the cup.He was not far away, and the chrysanthemums growing in the wild had a strong fragrance, and he could smell it as soon as he smelled it.So, for the first time in Master Tang's life, because he was not satisfied with a cup of tea, "Girl, you should understand the truth when you pass through the door. Why don't you pour tea for the guests, but drink from the teacup yourself!"

Seeing his contempt, Mu Xiang was also dissatisfied, "Master Tang, what I make is not the best fragrant leaves or wild wild tea. I'm afraid you won't be used to it, but since you insist on it, I'll give it to you." It’s okay, but if you have problems drinking, you can’t blame me.” Mu Xiang turned around and went to the kitchen to pour tea for him, and brought it in front of him.

Because it was getting closer, Tang Mo found out that the little girl Mu Xiang not only has beautiful eyes, but also very beautiful lips. The pink color is very...

After Mu Xiang stuffed the teacup to him, she quickly backed away and said bluntly, "You came to see me for something?"

As soon as she withdrew, Tang Mo quickly came back to his senses. To cover his eyes, he took a sip of tea and didn't answer her directly.The tea tastes bitter, but in the aftertaste, there seems to be sweetness and the fragrance of flowers.Tang Mo looked down at the teacup in his hand, "Huh? Is this a chrysanthemum?"

Mu Xiang looked at him like an idiot, he was really a young master, he didn't even recognize chrysanthemums.Seeing his bewildered face, Mu Xiang suddenly felt malicious, and said casually: "It's not chrysanthemum, it's chrysanthemum, the latest species I discovered, but it's very rare!"

Tang Mo saw that what she said was very serious, so he really lowered his head and took a closer look, but no matter how he looked at it, the chrysanthemum was still a chrysanthemum, and he had been in charge of Fushou Tower for several years anyway, so there was no reason why he couldn't even see the chrysanthemum. In a word, I just want to make sure.So he raised his head again to correct the girl's words, but found that Mu Xiang couldn't help laughing.

This smile is like a hundred flowers blooming, and like the warm sun in winter, it makes people feel warm all over.

Seeing him staring at her, Mu Xiang quickly put away her smile, and asked again, the purpose of his coming here.

Tang Mo settled down and answered her seriously, "I heard from Guanshi Liu that you sold him the recipe for roasting fat pig intestines, and I came to you to ask if you have any other recipes. "No new recipes have been released recently. As for the guests, they always eat the same ones. After a long time, they get tired of it.That's why he came to Mu Xiang in a hurry, thinking that Mu Xiang must be a village girl who is good at cooking, but he didn't expect that although Mu Xiang was doing the work of a village girl and wearing the clothes of a village girl, she didn't have a trace of a village girl on her body. Gu's temperament.

Mu Xiang blinked, thinking about those recipes from her previous life, if there were, she could try to make them, but she was afraid that it would be too obvious and people would see it as wrong.After thinking about it, she is going to take her time, and try to make it when there is enough food and materials at home. If someone asks, she will only say that she tested it at home.

Thinking of this, Mu Xiang looked at Tang Mo calmly, and said with a slight smile: "I am a person, because my family is poor and I can't eat, so I just think about it all day long. Cooking, as long as you study hard, you will definitely gain something. , But, I haven't come up with new ones yet, but..." She paused, and looked up at Tang Mo's expression.

When this person speaks, he is most afraid of saying a word.

Originally, Tang Mo's heart sank after hearing her previous words, but she said 'but' again, what does this mean?
Mu Xiang saw his urgency, but she said even more unhurriedly: "However, it's up to man, if you give me some time, I might gain something, but..."

She made another but, this time Tang Mo couldn't hold his breath anymore, and asked anxiously: "Can you finish the sentence at once, just say what you want, and as long as it is within a reasonable range, I will agree! "He still believes in Mu Xiang's craftsmanship. After all, there are many people who can cook fat sausages, but there is no one who can cook fat sausage hot pot with a fragrant aroma, and know which spices to add and how much to add. arrive.

Mu Xiang smiled, "Shopkeeper Tang, don't worry, this business has to be done steadily, and I don't ask too much. When I research a new dish, you have to give me a commission every time you sell me. I count it. Forget it!"

She is not very familiar with ancient silver, and she can't tell him the percentage directly, so he probably wouldn't understand it.

After much deliberation, he could only use his hands to gesture with the real object, "For example, if you sell a dish of vegetables for a hundred yuan, you have to give me a commission of one penny. That's roughly how it works!"

One article out of a hundred articles may not seem like much, but there are many articles in it.According to the pricing of Fushoulou, even a fat sausage hot pot would cost five or six hundred renminbi, or even a thousand renminbi, and the price would be about the same for other meats.

If business is good, how much can they sell per day?How much will this commission be?This deal - what a bargain!
Tang Mo is not the kind of idle rich second generation. He has been running Fushoulou for a long time. Although he only has a short time every year, he can take care of the building's affairs, and for him, taking care of the building's affairs is just because he is bored. A flavoring agent in life is dispensable, but when he becomes smart, it is also the crackling sound of abacus beads.

"This..." He seemed to be in a dilemma, weighed it for a while, and then tried to say: "Why don't we follow the method of selling fat sausage hot pot, you make a recipe, and I'll buy one, as long as the dish is new enough and the taste is good enough , I promise the price will not be less than 50 taels, what do you think?"

Mu Xiang laughed, walked over and took back the teacup in his hand, and said to see off the guests, "I'm sorry, I still have a lot of farm work to do, so I won't let you eat at noon, Young Master Tang can do what he wants! She turned around and called Mu Lang, "Little brother, let's go to the field to help your second sister work together."

(End of this chapter)