A car accident, our family of three crossed

"Yes! Why can't the noodles be dried in the sun?" Shopkeeper Liu murmured, "Such a simple thing, why has no one thought of it before?"

People are bound by inherent ideas and believe that if they cannot finish eating the noodles, they will go bad if left alone.

Therefore, when people eat noodles, they only know how much to eat, but they never think that the leftover noodles can be dried and stored.

Maybe someone has thought about it, but no one is willing to risk wasting food by doing such an uncertain thing.

At this moment, Hang Shuheng's words made the two shopkeepers suddenly realize that as long as they dared to try boldly, perhaps nothing was impossible.

"Young people still have ideas, Old Zhou! It seems that we are getting old. In my opinion, in a few years, we should let go and let the young people take care of things."

"Alas! This person has to accept the fact that he is getting old." Zhou Huan nodded in agreement.

It was at this time that Song Ning brought out the noodles and said jokingly with a smile: "You two are in your prime, why are you already feeling sad about the passing of time? We young people still need you elders to support us for a few more years!"

"Shuheng's wife is still good at talking." Zhou Huan was immediately amused and burst into laughter. "Don't worry, as long as uncle is still alive, I will always support you."

"Then you must live a long life and protect us." Song Ning said with a smile as he put down a large bowl of noodles, and then served a small bowl to each of the two shopkeepers, "Try it and see how the texture of these sun-dried noodles is different from that of fresh noodles."

When it comes to food, the two head shopkeepers are serious.

Shopkeeper Liu took a sip of the noodle soup first, smacked his lips and tasted it, then nodded and praised: "This soup is good, very fresh."

"I told you, you're in for a treat today." Zhou Huan said casually, then slurped a mouthful of noodles and raised his eyebrows, "Hmm! This is smoother than fresh noodles, Lao Liu, try it."

Shopkeeper Liu didn't need him to remind him. He sipped a few times and finished the small bowl of noodles. Then he added another small bowl for himself.

Even though they had already had breakfast before they came, they still couldn't stop eating and kept praising the food.

After they finished eating the noodles, Song Ning called Qingshuang to clean up.

Shopkeeper Liu looked at Qingshuang for a long time. He felt that this girl had a familiar temperament, just like the temperament of their secret man.

But the thought only flashed through his mind and he didn't take it to heart. He had more important things to talk about right now.

"Madam Hang, your idea of ​​drying noodles is very good. I wonder if I can learn from it."

"Of course you can. This is not some secret technique. It doesn't require any difficulty or skills. It's just that I thought of it before others. If you need it, just use it." Song Ning said, and then told him some details that should be paid attention to when drying noodles, such as choosing a good weather to dry them, how to store them, how to prevent moisture, etc.

Manager Liu was afraid of missing any details, so he asked for paper and pen and wrote down every detail mentioned by Song Ning.

"Madam Hang, although drying noodles does seem to be a simple and easy job, I cannot take advantage of you just because I am older. When I return, I will send someone to give you a generous gift, and you must accept it."

"You're too polite. This is really not necessary..."

Song Ning wanted to refuse, but Zhou Huan interrupted her, "Shuheng's wife, you don't have to be polite to Shopkeeper Liu. He should give this gift. He took it back and seized the initiative. By the time his colleagues reacted, he would have already earned a lot of money."

He paused and continued, "I'd also like to trouble you to pack up some dried noodles. I'll ask the caravan to take some to the capital."

What was the purpose of taking it to the capital? Everyone present knew it.

"Okay!" Song Ning nodded seriously and agreed, then got up and started preparing.

She simply packaged all the dried noodles that had been dried in the sun, tied them up in rolls, and wrapped them in paper.

After finishing these things, Song Ning asked the two big managers about the main purpose of their visit today. She remembered that they said they came for her when they just came in.

"You two didn't come here today just for these noodles, did you?"

After hearing what she said, the two big shopkeepers looked at each other and then slapped their thighs.

Shopkeeper Liu said in annoyance, "Look at me. As soon as I walked in, I was attracted by the noodles in your yard and almost forgot about my business."

"Please go ahead." Song Ning smiled and nodded, waiting quietly for his next words.

Shopkeeper Liu thought for a moment before saying, "Excuse me, I came here today for the batch of dried vegetables in Madam Hang's hands. I wonder if Madam Hang can give me some convenience?"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to feel that what he said was not appropriate, and hurriedly explained: "Oh, I came here for the formula, and I want to buy the formula from Madam Hang."

Song Ning was silent for a moment after hearing this, then smiled and said, "So that's what you're talking about! We're just thinking about this to stock up on green leafy vegetables for the winter."

Shopkeeper Liu couldn't help but twitch his lips when he saw her say it so lightly. You know, a green leafy vegetable in winter is something that many restaurants and hotels are eager to have, but in her case, it has become something she just plays with.

"Madam Hang, do you know that the things you guys are just playing with are what we, who run the restaurant business, would love to have."

It’s not that Song Ning is not sensitive to business opportunities, but as far as they are concerned, they can easily come up with a way to make money, so it doesn’t matter to them.

She subconsciously turned her head to glance at Hang Shuheng. He was always the one who negotiated business matters at home.

In fact, in her opinion, it was not a big deal. It didn't matter what the formula was. It wasn't a complicated process. It could be given as a favor to the other party.

But Hang Shuheng had a different idea from her. In their opinion, the method of dehydrating vegetables was just a simple process. But if this process was mastered by Shopkeeper Liu, it would be a big boost to the restaurant business in the coming winter.

When Shopkeeper Liu saw the exchange of glances between the couple, he immediately understood who he should talk to about this matter.

So he turned to Hang Shuheng and asked, "I wonder how Hang Tong's business is going?"

Hang Shuheng did not answer immediately, but found a reason to send Song Ning away, then drank tea slowly and asked, "Manager Liu, how much money do you plan to pay for the recipe in my wife's hand?"

The reason why he wanted to send Song Ning away was mainly because he was afraid that when he was asking for a huge price, she would be soft-hearted and unwilling to bear it.

"This..." Shopkeeper Liu hadn't thought it through yet, "How about, Mr. Hang, can you name a price?"

At this moment, Zhou Huan completely kept himself out of the matter. He drank tea leisurely, watched the excitement with a smile, and waited to see how Hang Shuheng would kill Manager Liu without leaving a single piece of armor.