The rural doctor is busy with farming, and her abstinent husband can't bear it

Su Yu seemed to see through his thoughts and said frankly: "Boss He, these recipes were originally my secret efforts and have never been circulated to the public. But considering your cheerful personality and your sincerity in coming to your door in person, and my willingness to contribute to suppressing Shiweilou, I will make an exception this time. The secret recipes of ten dishes only cost one hundred taels of silver. What do you think?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the people around couldn't help but gasp. Some were shocked by the price, while others secretly calculated the value of it.

Ten delicacies, priced at one hundred taels of silver, are indeed extraordinary and very expensive.

However, there was no hesitation in He Hongmao's eyes. A resolute smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he almost blurted out the word: "Deal."

Su Yu's heart was shocked. She was quite surprised by such frankness.

I thought there would be some verbal sparring, but I didn't expect He Hongmao to be so direct, as if he had been prepared and didn't care about the considerable expense at all.

She wondered to herself, were all her previous thoughts and preparations in vain?

At this moment, a hurried voice broke the silence in the room.

He Hongmao's cousin Liu Ji was anxious and tried to dissuade him: "Cousin, we only have a little over 100 taels of silver in our account. If we use it all to buy recipes, it's really... too risky!"

Su Yu never imagined that Mr. He's financial situation was so tight that he had to spend all his money, even a hundred taels of silver, just to exchange for the secrets of each dish.

From his actions, she felt a kind of almost desperate reliance, as if she had become the last straw for him to save the restaurant.

He Hongmao's decision seems impulsive, but in fact it contains a determination to fight to the death.

He knew very well that despite limited funds, with these unique and special dishes, he would be able to make the once glorious name of "Zuixianju" resound through the world again and be reborn.

Feeling He Hongmao's determination, Su Yuyi showed her generosity and sincerity: "Since Boss He is so generous, I am willing to give you the recipes of five extra exquisite side dishes. I hope our cooperation will be even better and more successful."

He Hongmao was surprised when he heard this: "What? You have more recipes?"

He originally thought that what Su Yu possessed were limited to the ten he had mentioned before, but he never expected that there were more treasures hidden behind them.

Su Yu only smiled slightly at Boss He's doubts, with a sly look in his eyes: "Of course, do you think my cooking skills are limited to these ten dishes?"

"So, how do you plan to price the rest of the menu? Will you sell it to other restaurants?"

There was a hint of worry in He Hongmao's tone.

He had long been impressed by Su Yu's cooking skills and knew that these delicacies were crucial to the survival of Zuixianju.

Once Zuixianju is revived, competitors will flock to it and compete for its recipes at all costs.

He Hongmao knew that he was far inferior to others in financial resources, and this worry was like a dark cloud, always hanging over his mind.

Su Yu seemed to see through his anxiety and said softly, "Boss He, don't worry. Since I have chosen to work with you, I will not betray you and sell the recipe to others. Reputation is more important to me than Mount Tai."

These words were like a reassurance, and He Hongmao finally felt relieved.

Su Yu's subsequent words gave him hope for the future: "As for your current financial constraints, there is no need to worry too much. The new dishes are enough to restore Zuixianju to its former glory. If you need more recipes in the future, I will personally bring the new dishes to your door in three months. The menu will be based on the seasons, with five meat dishes and five vegetarian dishes. Each dish will cost ten taels of silver. What do you think?"

He Hongmao was filled with indescribable joy.

In this way, he not only had enough time to verify the value of these recipes, but also could use the money in his hands flexibly.

According to Su Yu's plan, "Zuixianju" will continue to launch new dishes throughout the year to satisfy diners' desire to try new things, and business will surely flourish.

"This arrangement is a great blessing for me. I am very grateful."

He Hongmao's gratitude was beyond words, as if he believed that Su Yu was his destined savior.

He then ordered the waiter standing beside him to prepare the four treasures of the study and asked Su Yu to start writing the recipe.

Su Yu was seen sitting in front of the table in the private room, calmly writing with his brush, and first recorded the cooking secret of "Boiled Pork Slices".

As the pen tip moved, she occasionally looked up, examining her increasingly fluent handwriting with satisfaction, secretly praising her great progress.

He Hongmao, who was standing by, felt mixed emotions when he saw this scene. His eyes were filled with excitement and anticipation, which was indescribable.

What kind of profound meaning does this string of words contain?

He Hongmao muttered to himself, and there seemed to be an elusive flash of inspiration between the words he said, but due to Su Yu's aura that should not be underestimated, the words in his throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, and he could not easily open his mouth to ask.

He knew very well that this delicate balance maintained the delicate relationship between the two.

As time slowly passed, Su Yu's pen tip danced lightly, delicately outlining the cooking secrets of sour soup fish. Every stroke seemed to carry the unique aroma of the kitchen.

After finishing, she gently rubbed her wrist, which was slightly sore from holding the pen for a long time, and a barely perceptible trace of fatigue quietly appeared on her face.

Seeing this, He Hongmao quickly caught this subtle opportunity, a hint of tender concern flashed in his eyes, and he suggested: "Perhaps, you can dictate and I will record it, so that you can take a break?"

His voice was filled with irresistible warmth and sincerity, like a spring breeze, intended to blow away Su Yu's hard work.

Su Yu glanced at He Hongmao with the corner of his eye, and a playful smile spread across the corner of his mouth: "It's fine for you to write, but my recipes are unique. Even if the manuscript falls into the hands of others, without the correct way to interpret it, it can only be like a heavenly book, confusing."

After saying this, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, and it was obvious that she was very confident in this unique secret.

When He Hongmao first heard this, he was filled with doubts and didn't understand why even he himself couldn't understand this recipe.

Su Yu saw through his confusion and explained in detail: "I will teach you everything I know so that you can master the secret of interpretation. But the world is fickle and people's hearts are unpredictable, so we have to be on guard against people coveting it. This recipe is worth a lot of money, so keeping it secret is naturally the top priority."

Su Yu's words were like a warm current that melted the ice of confusion in He Hongmao's heart and made him suddenly realize.

As Su Yu recorded all the recipes one by one, he patiently guided He Hongmao to identify those modern handwritings that seemed casual but contained mysteries.