After unlocking the material space, I raised my younger siblings in a farmhouse.

After Lin Chuyi got the specific name of the inn from Wang Fugui, he led the way and took Wang Fugui back to the inn where he lived.

Wang Fugui looked at the familiar door of the inn in front of him, his face full of confusion, not understanding what Lin Chuyi was trying to do.

Lin Chuyi did not explain anything. After entering the hall, he found an empty table in the corner and sat down. He borrowed a pen and ink from the waiter and wrote on the new paper he had bought today.

When the shopkeeper saw Wang Fugui coming back, he became puzzled and went up to ask the reason.

The shopkeeper was indebted to Wang Fugui, so Wang Fugui couldn't just ignore him. So he picked out some things he could say and briefly explained to the shopkeeper what had happened at the market today.

Through a brief conversation, the shopkeeper learned that Lin Chuyi was Wang Fugui's big client. He then stopped wasting Wang Fugui's time and asked him to go and entertain the distinguished guest.

When Wang Fugui came to Lin Chuyi, Lin Chuyi had already written two pieces of paper.

Wang Fugui didn't know what she was writing, and didn't know whether it would be convenient for him to see it, so he simply stood two meters away from Lin Chuyi, watching her with his eyes and nose, and waiting quietly.

Lin Chuyi wrote five pages in a row. Because she had already thought about the content in her mind before she came, when it came to actually putting pen to paper, she wrote very quickly and it only took her a quarter of an hour to finish all of it.

After putting the brush away and admiring his own handwriting, Lin Chuyi realized that Wang Fugui had been standing nearby, beckoning him to come forward.

"Why are you so far away? Come over and see what I wrote."

Lin Chuyi folded the papers in order and pushed them in front of Wang Fugui.

Wang Fugui walked forward, picked up the paper and started to read. Wang Fugui had studied in an academy for a few years when he was a child, so he naturally knew how to read. Although he was not very good at studying, he could still tell the difference between good and bad handwriting.

Lin Chuyi's handwriting is neatly structured, the characters are vigorous and powerful, and each stroke has its own unique charm. Just looking at the characters gives people a pleasing feeling.

Wang Fugui couldn't help but wonder, could the person who could write such words really be just a maid of a wealthy family in a small town?

Then Wang Fugui threw away the doubts in his mind. After all, it had nothing to do with him and there was no need to get to the bottom of it.

He began to pay attention to the specific contents of the paper, and after taking a look, Wang Fugui widened his eyes in shock.

The contents of these papers are different.

The first piece of paper lists the soaking methods for different seafood and how to deal with some common problems.

The second piece of paper wrote how to quickly remove the fishy smell and enhance the flavor of seafood.

The remaining three sheets of paper were all filled with recipes, teaching him how to use existing dry goods to make delicious dishes that would conquer the guests' taste buds. Every step and amount was clearly written.

Wang Fugui was now completely certain that Lin Chuyi's previous statement was a lie. Such content was not something a little maid could access.

The other person must have a solid foundation to be able to know the characteristics of various seafood so well and write down so many recipes in one breath.

He is most likely the descendant of a culinary family, but I don't know why he is willing to live in this unknown small town given his skills.

There must be some compelling reason. Since the other party is unwilling to reveal his true identity, he should not ask too many questions to avoid causing unnecessary trouble for both of them.

Lin Chuyi didn't have the ability to read minds, so she naturally didn't know that Wang Fugui had made up a complicated background for her because of these pieces of paper.

Seeing that Wang Fugui had finished reading several sheets of paper, she asked, "How is it? Is my method to your liking?"

Wang Fugui nodded repeatedly when he heard Lin Chuyi's question, "Yes! It's absolutely perfect!"

Most of the seafood that fishermen dry themselves is kept as reserve food for their own consumption. They are not too particular when drying it, so there is a lot of sand and dirt on it. If it cannot be cleaned, it will greatly affect the taste.

The soaking time and method of dried seafood are also what Wang Fugui needs most at the moment. The right method can achieve twice the result with half the effort. If the method is wrong, the effect of the product will be greatly reduced.

However, Wang Fugui himself knew nothing about this knowledge, and the chefs in the restaurant had never handled such ingredients, resulting in unsatisfactory results for the dishes.

Now with the detailed processing method given by Lin Chuyi, he can follow the instructions and make the things. Even if he can't make it, he can hand it over to a professional chef.

As long as he can successfully make the above dishes to the effect he wants, he will definitely be able to open up the market. With the market, his goods will be able to be sold.

Even if the small town is unwilling to accept these ingredients, he can still transport them to the county town or the provincial capital, where there is a large flow of people and a higher level of acceptance, so there is no need to worry about not being able to sell the products.

And with these pieces of paper, he will be fully prepared when he returns to Beijing. He can find some reliable people, go the route of purchasing and wholesale, sell along the way, and integrate transportation and store opening.

Once the road is opened, there will be a steady flow of money coming in, which makes people excited just thinking about it.

"That's good. So isn't it time for you to fulfill your promise?"

Lin Chuyi stretched out her hand towards Wang Fugui. Seeing that Wang Fugui looked a little confused, she rubbed her thumb on her index and middle fingers.

Wang Fugui suddenly realized, reached into his bosom, took out all the silver that Lin Chuyi had given him, and handed it to Lin Chuyi.

Wang Fugui wanted to call Lin Chuyi but found that he didn't know Lin Chuyi's name yet. He paused before speaking.

"Miss, the recipe you wrote is very useful to me. This money is what you just gave me. Please take it back. I will treat all the seafood as my gift to you. Compared with the recipe you gave me, what I gave you is not worth mentioning, but it is also the best thing I can give you now. I hope you don't despise it."

Lin Chuyi shook his head, took a tael of silver from Wang Fugui and tossed it in his hand.

"Let's put it this way. Business is business. The deal between us has been completed. I just want the compensation I deserve."

After saying that, Lin Chuyi continued to tidy up the things on the table. When Wang Fugui was reading the contents of the paper just now, she had already started to pack up, and now she had almost finished.

After returning the borrowed things one by one, she put on the backpack again, picked up the bag of dry goods that Wang Fugui had placed aside, and was about to leave the inn.

Seeing that Lin Chuyi had already stepped out of the inn, Wang Fugui hesitated and then chased after him.

Wang Fugui trotted over to block Lin Chuyi's way and asked, "Miss, can you spare me a moment to talk?"

Lin Chuyi looked at the busy street and didn't want to be watched here, so she agreed.

Lin Chuyi brought Wang Fugui to an empty alley nearby.

"What else do you want?"