The cooking color is delicious, general, don't bite me

Chapter 20
Hulu frowned, he didn't use much strength when he fanned the wind, but suddenly there was a gust of air in his arm.

This air flow gushes out through the cattail fan in his hand, making the fire more intense, and the tongue of flame bursts out of the stove.

It almost burned Meng Fuling's skirt, if he hadn't flashed so fast, his face would definitely have suffered.

In fact, due to amnesia, he forgot how to control his internal energy.

Meng Fuling thought he did it on purpose, and suddenly felt annoyed, "Let's go! I'm not happy to set you on fire."

Hulu didn't defend himself, as soon as he got up, someone came up to replace him.

Seeing others burn better than him, Hulu felt very unhappy, but how did he know that this was the first time he stepped into the kitchen and lit a fire for the first time in his life?
As soon as Meng Fuling made the pineapple fried rice and pineapple chicken, shopkeeper Feng immediately distributed a portion, and this time he called a servant to take it to the second floor.

After tasting a few sips himself, he couldn't help but gorge himself on it, calling it delicious.

Shopkeeper Feng belched so much that he didn't order someone to bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone after he had finished eating.

Meng Fuling still read the recipes and detailed recipes. He took notes, and she read dozens of pineapple dishes and stewed foods.

"Miss Meng, what's the price?" Shopkeeper Feng was very excited when he saw that only one pineapple could make so many dishes.

"Buy it now, 800 taels!" Meng Fuling laughed.

Shopkeeper Feng gasped when he heard this. Although he knew that the eggplant dish would be more effective, the recipe this time must be more expensive, but he didn't expect it to cost 800 taels of silver.

"Miss Meng, do you count on a single basis?" Shopkeeper Feng thought that it would be calculated on a single recipe basis, and she should be embarrassed to ask for too high a price.

Meng Fuling curled her lips into a smile, "A dish costs 20 taels, and a stewed recipe costs 100 taels."

Shopkeeper Feng did some calculations, and it was almost 1000 taels on a single basis, and it was much more expensive.

"Shopkeeper Feng, you are a businessman after all, so why don't you know how to count? If the previous price is still used, dozens of dishes would cost hundreds of taels. You have also seen the response of eggplant vegetables. No one has paid for it before. Cooking with pineapples, and no one can make lo mei, after these dishes are launched, how can your restaurant earn more than 800 taels? It will definitely make a lot of money."

Shopkeeper Feng blushed a little, knowing that Meng Fuling's words were reasonable, she was still considered cheap, not to mention pineapple dish, just a lo mei recipe, there must be a lot of people rushing to ask for it, and it will be more than 100 taels?

"Then you wait a moment." He had to ask his boss for instructions before he could give Meng Fuling an answer.

"Stupid!" Calabash, who had been silent all this time, glanced at Meng Fuling and said suddenly.

This stupid woman is too good at business, such a rare dish, at least it costs a few thousand taels.

How could Meng Fuling not know what the gourd was thinking?She originally wanted more than 800 taels, but after seeing the wild lotus root, she changed her mind.

There are always times when shopkeeper Feng's owner is needed to help, so what if the recipe is cheaper this time?

When shopkeeper Feng came back, he also brought 800 taels of silver notes. At the end, he asked, "Miss Meng, the boss asked me to tell you that if you need help from our restaurant, just speak up."

Meng Fuling waited for this sentence, and she became more fond of the unmasked Shiweitian restaurant owner, signed a deed, received the bank note, and bid farewell to shopkeeper Feng.

Little did they know, as soon as she and Hulu walked out of the restaurant, shopkeeper Feng immediately returned to his boss.

The man was standing in front of the window with a folding fan in his hand. He was wearing a white gown made of fine silk with extremely elegant black bamboo painted on it. scholar.

"Shopkeeper Feng, do you think the man who is with Meng Fuling looks familiar?" He watched the people downstairs go away, thoughtfully.

Hearing what the boss said, Shopkeeper Feng wanted to come alone, and said in disbelief, "Maybe he is similar? He has a noble status, how could he be here and become a villager?"

(End of this chapter)