Beautiful Rural Cook Girl

Mei Jing claps the hand of Pai Fu's shopkeeper and nods.

I hope he can rest assured. Then he points to the hogwash bucket in the main room and says, "the first step is to hydrolyze the hogwash and then wipe the floor. The most important thing for us to be a restaurant is to make an environment. How can we smell like this?"

Good, take advantage of the time when the restaurant was smashed, a good redecoration.

I just don't know if Bai Shaodong's house is willing to pay the decoration fee!

Mei Jing sighed a long sigh, then pinched her forehead and said helplessly, "the second step is to clean up the rotten tables, chairs and benches and throw them out. Then I'll find someone to decorate them later. Then go back to your home and find your daughter-in-law and have a good rest for a few days! "

Before, because lemon duck and sausage eat, Jufu building business has been in a white hot state.

At that time, she was worried that too much "work" would make everyone collapse. Unexpectedly, this time, she had a good chance to have a holiday.

Mei Jing finished and took the lead to stand up and help pack up.

The rest of the people are in the same place, some do not know why.

This, this is not, then?

Let them rest. Is Jufu building going to break up?

"It's up to miss Mei!" Manager Fu stood up from the ground and staggered upstairs.

When he came down again, he held a wooden box and wanted to give some money to everyone.

No matter whether the money will become a bonus or a severance payment, he will be worthy of the children working in Jufu building.

But when he went downstairs, shopkeeper Fu couldn't see anyone else. Everyone, including Mei Jing, quickly cleaned up the lobby and went home. Obviously, they all knew that he would make money.

Manager Fu gave a bitter smile and went upstairs with the wooden box.

For days on end.

Yongxianju business is booming, and the manager's eyes are full of laughter.

After Meijing came from Jufu building, their business of chanting fairyland was not so good.

Now it seems that it's wise to play a hogwash oil drama with the eldest lady and dig chef Li to make lemon duck! Look at this business. It's even more popular than before!

After greeting some people, manager Tang went to the room where the account books were put in the backyard. Watch it www.twotxt.com

Then she nodded and bowed to Feng Lingwei, who was sitting at the top of the table, and said with a smile: "Miss, look at this business. If it lasts until the end of this year, our Yongxian residence's income will definitely exceed 10000 Liang silver!"

Yes, Feng Lingwei is the master of yongxianju.

these things are things that Feng Linghao and Feng Jia do not know. It is no wonder that such a lady in a mansion can hold everything tightly.

"Ten thousand taels? Well, before that, the restaurant had an annual profit of 8000 taels. Now, with lemon duck and sausage supply, are you really good at introducing two killers to yongxianju to increase the profit of those two thousand taels? " Feng Lingwei said with a smile.

Manager Tang's old face suddenly flushed.

Even with this stuff, diners are fed up with it.

"Miss, you don't often come to the restaurant. Maybe you don't understand. The guests who come to dinner are picky. If they want to have lemon duck and sausage rice all the time, they will be bored. This recipe It's up to you, miss. Think more about it. " Manager Tang said respectfully that Feng Lingwei is the eldest lady of the Feng family, who can contact the cooks of the food competition.

There must be a way to get a lot of new recipes to help Yong Xianju to a higher level.

Feng Lingwei's careless skimming her lips, "is there a ready-made menu?"

"You mean Mei Jing, that stinky girl Manager Tang asked tentatively.

Yeah! Why didn't he think of it!

Now Meijing's reputation is bad, but only they know that jufulou doesn't use hogwash oil to stir fry dishes.

What is bad is the reputation of Meijing and Jufu building, but the recipe in the hands of that smelly girl is a good thing!

It's just

Manager Tang looked at Feng Lingwei, who looked down and turned over the account, and asked, "Miss, don't you hate that smelly girl of Meijing very much? How do you want me to buy recipes now

Feng Lingwei looked up, "I am a businessman, businessmen value interests, but not those gratitude and resentment."

It's a fact that you don't like Meijing, and it's also true to have a grudge with her.

But all things can't compare with her interests. Is it possible to be a businessman for the sake of petty gratitude and resentment, and can't live with silver?

"I see what you mean, miss!" Manager Tang is like beating chicken blood.

"Come on, go! By the way, don't forget to send for my brother. " Feng Lingwei urged, and after checking the account book to confirm that manager Tang did not dare to have a heart for himself, he left with the money from his maid.