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

Chapter 4 Impressive
"Mother, I want to add fire." Meng Fuling had no choice but to take the firewood from Mrs. Xue and stuff it back into the stove.

Unexpectedly, as soon as her hand was close to the stove, her fingertips became hot, as if something rushed from her fingertips to the stove, and the fire suddenly ignited. She was shocked, and hurriedly moved her hand away, and the fire returned to its original state in an instant.

Except for Mrs. Xue, no one else saw this abnormality, and Mrs. Xue thought it was her eyesight, so she didn't care, and continued to add more firewood.

Meng Fuling continued to stir-fry the eggplant calmly, sprinkled the minced garlic at the end, and put it on a plate. Look around.

The shopkeeper swallowed his saliva hard, trying not to attack the braised eggplant immediately.

Everyone's reaction boosted Meng Fuling's confidence. What she wanted to do next was sweet and sour eggplant, fried eggplant, and steamed eggplant.

After Meng Fuling finished cooking a few eggplants, the shopkeeper couldn't bear it any longer, so he took an empty plate and divided some of the vegetables, and asked the servant to serve them out.

Meng Fuling didn't know who the shopkeeper distributed the dishes to, so she didn't ask much, just watched the shopkeeper calling several chefs to taste together.

"Not bad, really good! It's such a clever idea to wrap the eggplant with meat and knead it into flowers." The shopkeeper took a bite of the fried eggplant, and it was so fragrant that he almost swallowed his tongue. The whole sacrifice of his five viscera temple.

After they finished eating, the eyes they looked at Meng Fuling were different, and they all showed approval, especially the shopkeeper, who smacked his mouth with a look of endless aftertaste.

"Little lady, your craftsmanship is beyond words." The shopkeeper gave Meng Fuling a thumbs up and praised.

Meng Fuling looked around, smiled without saying a word, the shopkeeper understood, and quickly invited her back to the wing.

"Little lady, how do you plan to sell this dish?" The shopkeeper didn't offer a price right away, but asked Meng Fuling's intention.

"Eggplants are more than just a few ways." Meng Fuling paused before continuing: "One idea is ten taels of silver."

The shopkeeper showed hesitation, one dish idea cost ten taels of silver, this little lady really opened her mouth.

"How many recipes are there? If I want them all, I can't count them at a single price." The shopkeeper is very sophisticated, they are all eggplants, and he doesn't want to spend ten taels of silver for each recipe.

Meng Fuling had already guessed that the shopkeeper would say this, "If you want all ten methods, I will give you a discount, only 80 taels."

"Any more 80 taels?" The shopkeeper felt pain when he heard it. Such a high price is not up to him.

"Shopkeeper, you have also tasted the dishes. You should know better than me how the reaction will be when you sell them to customers. By then, you will earn far more than 80 taels. Besides, the most important thing I have is new dishes. Next time you If you want it, it’s not at this price.” Meng Fuling said with a light smile, not afraid that the shopkeeper would buy it.

When the shopkeeper heard that Meng Fuling still had many new dishes, he was overjoyed and asked her to wait for a while before going to the shopkeeper for instructions.

After a while, the shopkeeper came back and asked after entering the door, "Can you promise to only sell to our restaurant?"

At that time, they will be able to make eggplants in various ways, and their restaurant will be the only one. How can Meng Fuling fail to see his intentions, and said straightforwardly: "Of course, we can make written evidence!"

"It's so good!" The shopkeeper asked for a pen, ink and white paper to write two documents.

They each signed their names. Meng Fuling was very unaccustomed to writing with a brush, writing crookedly, like a centipede crawling around, but the shopkeeper was still surprised that she could read.

After Meng Fuling put away the paperwork, she told the shopkeeper how to make the eggplant, and the shopkeeper wrote it down.

"This is 80 taels, you order it." The shopkeeper took 80 taels of silver to Meng Fuling after writing the recipe.

"No, I can trust the shopkeeper." Looking at the white money, Meng Fuling narrowed her eyes with a smile, and Xue, who had been in shock all the time, couldn't even speak.

(End of this chapter)