Farm girl is busy making money

Chapter 70
Chapter 70 Is it a windfall?
Here, He Jinyi didn't say a few words to Xiaoliang. Chef Wei had already walked over, took He Jinyi's hand and walked upstairs to the private room, "Brother, let's go upstairs! Xiaoliang is going to make a pot of chrysanthemums." Tea."

"okay."

Chef Wei had already pulled He Jinyi up the stairs, but He Jinyi waved his hand and refused, "I can't do it, I can't do it."

"Father, there's nothing we can't do. Let's go and have a drink. I haven't been to a restaurant yet." He Lanshan smiled and showed a line of small teeth. Although He Jinyi is also a little smart, he is still not as good as her when it comes to business.

The reason why Chef Wei entertained them so well is naturally the right given by someone above.

He Jinyi subconsciously listened to his daughter, and was dragged into a private room by Chef Wei. Xiao Liang brought chrysanthemum tea, poured it for He Jinyi, and poured a cup for He Lanshan.

The chrysanthemums are full of hot water in the cup and swell, looking like they are full of life.

"Brother, let me tell you straight, this cold shepherd's purse has been sold for a day, and the business is really good, so the owner asked you to make a price, and we bought Fang Zi directly." Chef Wei said generously.

It was only then that He Jinyi realized that Chef Wei wanted to bring him to the private room for a talk, and it turned out that the owner had agreed.

He Lanshan couldn't hold her breath any longer. What's the point in letting her father, an honest man, talk about it for a few taels of silver?She then said, "Uncle Wei, how many restaurants does my host have?"

"It seems that there is another family in Linchuan, the provincial capital, our family here, and another family in the next county. There are others further away, but I don't know for sure." Chef Wei is related to the owner's family, so he knows a little better than them .

He Lanshan counted with her fingers.

They set up a stall to make money, and they can sell more than one hundred taels a day, three taels of silver a month, and 30 taels a year.And if they are sold in restaurants, the price is four times that of theirs. Let’s say one restaurant earns 120 taels a year, and the five restaurants earn 600 taels, which is only a year’s price!
"There are so many!" Chef Wei's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Uncle Wei, think about it. Did the guests who came to dinner today order cold shepherd's purse? One is a cold dish to try something new, and the other is fresh. How can people in the city be so rare about wild vegetables?"

He Lanshan's red mouth and white teeth are eloquent, which makes Chef Wei feel that this is really the case.

"Uncle Wei, tell me what price is suitable." He Lanshan asked with narrowed eyes.

He Jinyi stared stupidly at his daughter, who did not expect that she would kick the ball back to Chef Wei in less than a quarter of an hour. After this calculation, if the price Fang Zi gave was too low, it would be a little bullying to them .

"I'm going to ask my boss, you wait!" Chef Wei ran away without saying a word.

He Jinyi took a sip of the tea, looked at He Lanshan again, and asked, "Father thinks you are quite suitable to be a bookkeeper, and you are better than dad."

"Hee hee." He Lanshan bowed her head and said nothing, hiding her clumsiness.

After waiting for half an hour, Chef Wei came back, he must have run all the way there, his forehead was covered with sweat, the fat on his body trembled, and he complained, "I'm exhausted! "

"Uncle Wei, let me wipe your sweat!" He Lanshan said flatteringly, took out the handkerchief that Zhao Shuangxi specially made for her from her bosom, and really helped Chef Wei wipe off the sweat.

Chef Wei picked up the tea and poured it into his stomach. Feeling alive, he took a deep breath and asked He Jinyi while lighting He Lanshan, "How did you get born, so smart?"

"Hey." He Jinyi touched his nose, and he couldn't say that it wasn't born by himself, so as not to misunderstand.

"The owner gave a good price." Chef Wei made an "eight" gesture.

"Eight taels of silver?" He Jinyi asked.

Although eight taels is not too much, it is already a reasonable price. The cold shepherd's purse can be sold for another three months at most. Even if they sell it themselves, they can earn at most ten taels if they are exhausted.

"80 taels, brother, I only spend 25 taels of silver in a restaurant for a year, and you have supported me for three years now." Chef Wei said with bright eyes.

"80 taels? Are you kidding me?"

He Lanshan looked at He Jinyi grabbing Chef Wei and asked, it was funny, 80 taels was just reasonable, although it was just a small cold dish recipe, but he was worth the price for what he could use!
"Yes, the owner said it himself." Chef Wei also expressed his puzzlement with a puzzled face, "I went to buy a recipe for mullet fish earlier, but I only gave 15 taels of silver. Is it so easy to sell?"

He Lanshan tilted her head to answer his doubts, "Uncle Wei, how many times a year can you afford to eat mullet?"

"My income is at most one time." Chef Wei thought that the rouge fish would cost two taels of silver for a plate. He suddenly became enlightened after speaking, and patted his forehead and said, "I understand, I understand, small profits but quick turnover."

He Lanshan silently raised her finger in her heart, this is not a small profit at all.

But being able to afford 80 taels of silver, she felt that the owner of this restaurant had a lot of structure.

He Lanshan suddenly thought of pork skin jelly, so she said to Chef Wei: "Why don't I sell the recipe of pork skin jelly to the owner, and I will suffer a bit. Two prescriptions are worth 100 taels."

"Lanshan!" He Jinyi tugged at He Lanshan's arm.

Although they now have 80 taels in the bank, they feel that 100 taels is not a lot of money, but it is a sky-high price to sell two prescriptions for 100 taels.

But the family still needs a job to make a living. If they sell all the recipes for freezing pigskin, wouldn’t it be killing chickens to get their eggs?
"Father listen to me!"

One sentence made He Jinyi shut up.

"It's over, brother, you have to buy me a drink!" Chef Wei hadn't warmed up the bench yet, so he had to run again.

This time, even the owner was brought along.

The host is a middle-aged handsome man with good features, wearing a loose-colored thick coat, a jade belt around his waist, and a green jade pendant, but his temperament does not have the copper smell of a businessman at all.

Except that he was a little older, there were fine lines around his eyes. He smiled at He Lanshan, and the fine lines around his eyes added a lot of friendly feeling to him.

"You want to sell me two prescriptions for 100 taels of silver, do you know how much is 100 taels of silver?"

"Well, I don't know, maybe it can cover the whole room with copper plates."

"Haha, the little girl is quite interesting." The owner, Shao Juntang, saw such a little girl who looked like a grown-up for the first time, and she was also very smart, so she wanted to buy two prescriptions for herself.

"Boss, why don't you try our pork skin jelly, now my father and I have given it a new name called meat jelly." He Lanshan brought her father along, but He Jinyi stood aside and lowered his eyebrows pleasingly. Yes, how dare you interrupt.

It wasn't until He Lanshan called that He Jinyi took out the last bowl of pork skin jelly from the basket.

He Jinyi was thinking that He Lanshan clearly said that this bowl was to be taken home to eat, could it be that she had already expected that the owner would come?

(End of this chapter)