Get out of your vicious mother's house, and make a fortune with your husband to become a prince

Xue Qing smiled secretly: "Thank you, shopkeeper. My mother can make a kind of cake. It is baked with fire. It is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. When braised meat is added inside, it is fresh, fragrant and crispy."

Looking at the shining eyes of Shopkeeper Xie, he continued: "It can be used as a staple food alone, or as a staple food for banquets."

Shopkeeper Xie looked at Liu with shining eyes and said, "Mrs. Wu, can you sell the recipe to me?"

Liu's heart was also moved, and she looked at Xue Qing subconsciously. Xue Qing shook his head slightly, a little confused for a moment. Didn't he come here today to sell the prescription to Youran Ju?

Shopkeeper Xie was sure that the one who could make the decision was Miss Wu, so he turned to look at Xue Qing and asked, "What does Miss Wu mean?"

Xue Qing took out the prepared Roujiamo from the basket, opened the paper package, and handed it to Shopkeeper Xie: "Try it first."

Shopkeeper Xie took the roujiamo. The crust was indeed as Miss Wu said, crispy. Before he ate it, he could already smell the fragrance, which made him salivate.

I was too embarrassed to finish it all in front of the Wu family's mother and daughter, so I ate two mouthfuls slowly, chewing carefully. Although I still felt unsatisfied, if I bought the recipe, I could eat it anytime in the future.

"Miss Wu, what is the name of this food?"

"Meat sandwich"

"Then this recipe..."

"Not for sale." Xue Qing's straightforward answer almost made Manager Xie doubt his life. It was like there was food hanging in front of the donkey pulling the mill, but he couldn't eat it even though he saw it.

Seeing the embarrassed look on Shopkeeper Xie's face, he continued, "Shopkeeper Xie, we don't want to always do one-time deals, so this time we will cooperate."

"Cooperation?" Shopkeeper Xie understood. Although Youranju would distribute a part of its profits, in the long run, it would ensure that Youranju could continue to innovate.

"How would you like to cooperate, young lady?" Shopkeeper Xie wanted to hear Xue Qing's opinion first.

Xue Qing said very straightforwardly: "There are two ways: the first is that we rent your kitchen and the stall at the door, and only sell at noon."

If it is the first method, not only can you do business on your own, but you can also rely on Youran Ju. Youran Ju can grow big in Anyang County, so there must be powerful people behind it.

With interests tied to Youranju, at least you don’t have to worry about thugs and bullies causing trouble.

"The second method is that we give you the recipe directly, which counts as a stake. I will give you a new recipe every month. There are two methods. The agreement for both methods is valid for one year."

Of course, this braised meat recipe is different from the last recipe for making rabbit. If Youranju doesn’t want to cooperate, he will never be able to find a second spice that can replace it.

Shopkeeper Xie was silent for a moment: "Miss Wu, I can decide on the first method, but for the second method, I need to ask the boss before I can reply to you."

Although Miss Wu came from a peasant family, she was not as arrogant or timid as other peasant girls. She was more like...

Xue Qing and Liu came out of Youran Ju, bought some supplies and food and returned to Shilibao.

"Qing'er, if we can really set up a stall in Youranju, although we have something to rely on, as women, it is still inconvenient for us to show our faces in public."

Xue Qing could understand that as a woman who grew up in this era, it was natural for her to be unable to accept being in public.

But she was certain that Manager Xie would choose the second option.

Even if the employer disagrees and chooses the second option, she can disguise herself as a man and run a small business as Liu's son.

When Liu heard that Xue Qing wanted to dress up as a man and pretend to be her youngest son, she couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Xue Qing saw that her eyes were red and she was about to cry.

"Mom, I..."

I saw someone blocking the road, and then I heard a frivolous voice: "Stop!"