A time-travelling peasant girl becomes a wealthy woman

Although Tang Qian has been studying since he was young, he is interested in and talented in business.

When he first came to Linhai Town, Weimancheng was just an ordinary restaurant with poor business. He went to other prefectures, cities and counties to poach several chefs and changed some models. Within a few years, he managed to make Weimancheng a success.

When the Tang family got to know about this, they wrote to him and asked him to manage the dock business as well. In other words, all the business of the Tang family in Linhai Town was under his control.

"It's true." Tang San was a little embarrassed, "I cooked rice in my house just to eat the stir-fried dishes made by that family. I can't get used to eating brown rice."

"The stall doesn't have many varieties of dishes. Every day there is one serving of meat, one of two stir-fried meat and vegetables, and one serving of vegetarian dish. The taste is good and the portions are big. Now the guys on the dock are scrambling to eat there."

“Wouldn’t that steal other people’s business?”

This is a big no-no.

"No." Tang San replied, "The daily limit is fifty. If there are more, they said that there are not enough people at home and they can't make it."

"But...I think they did it on purpose."

"How to say?"

"The family's surname is Huang. There is a farmer with three sons around ten years old and a five-year-old girl. I have inquired and found out that the youngest son who cooks is about to turn eight years old. There is also a talkative second son who is only ten years old."

"In my opinion, the smartest one is still that little girl."

Tang San somehow became more and more excited as he spoke.

"It's not even open yet, but she's already come to me to try to get close to me and recommend their boxed lunches to me. This little girl greets everyone she meets, speaks logically, and... knows when to advance and when to retreat."

"I've observed for a while and confirmed this. This is a five-year-old little demon."

Tang Qian did not interrupt him. The more naturally he spoke, the deeper his impression was, and the closer it was to his real thoughts.

Just after hearing what Tang San said, I immediately became interested in this family.

"Walk."

Without wasting any time, Tang Qian led the way out.

Then I encountered the Song Jiaguang incident, and I can only say that I was short-sighted.

"The Song family." After listening to Huang Mulin's vivid speech, Tang Qian turned his head and asked: "Mr. Jia is giving you the management of his land?"

These were serious words, as they offended three forces at once.

“No, no!” Song Jiaguang was so scared that he almost peed his pants. He quickly took out a copper coin and stuffed it into Huang Bo’s hand: “I was just joking! Boss, please keep the money. I’ll come back another day!”

After saying that, he didn't dare to stay and ran away with the bowl.

"Butler, remember to return the bowl!"

Huang Haolin shouted loudly, and if you ignore the relief in his eyes, it was just a kind reminder.

It’s really interesting.

Tang Qian, who saw this, had a deeper impression of this family.

"Uncle, thank you."

The little girl tugged at Tang Qian's long gown, and her eyes curved into crescents as she smiled.

"Uncle helped you, do you have any gift in return?"

Tang Qian squatted down, looked at Huang Mulin at eye level, and asked her.

"Mumu is treating uncle to a meal." Pointing at the still steaming braised meat, she proudly said, "Fourth brother's cooking is delicious!"

Today's braised meat is different from the previous ones. Huang Jinlin figured out how to improve the sauce by himself, making it slightly sweet and spicy. It is more to Huang Mulin's taste than the pure salty and fragrant one before. The family also thinks it tastes very good and it has been unanimously recognized.

"it is good."

"Uncle, do you eat brown rice?" Huang Mulin asked, "If you don't like it, I'll ask Dad to go to Wei Mancheng Restaurant and ask the second brother if he can sell me some rice. I'll go and thank the second brother next time."

Tang Qian smiled, and his cold face brightened up with his smile.

So lovely.

Although Huang Mulin had watched many idol dramas in his previous life, he rarely saw one as good as Tang Qian's.

"You still know Wei Man Cheng?"

"I know." The little girl nodded seriously: "I've been there to eat, the dishes made by the chef there are delicious. However, my fourth brother's dishes are the best."

Raise your face with pride.

Tang Qian couldn't help but want to pinch her face.

Seeing that she was wearing a face scarf, I didn’t know if she had any injuries on her face or something else. It was inconvenient for her to show her face, so I didn’t think much about it.

If Huang Mulin knew he was thinking this way, he would definitely roll his eyes at him.

"It's okay, I can eat."

Upon seeing this, Huang Jinlin quickly got a lunch box and gave the boy an extra spoonful of meat, filling the entire bowl so that there was no space left.

Tang Qian didn't care. He took the chopsticks handed to him by Huang Mulin and picked up a piece of braised meat.

Huang Bo and his sons were very nervous.

They could see that this man was of high status.

Tang San was respectful, and the Song family's steward was afraid. Just a simple word could save them from danger, so they naturally hoped that he would be pleased with their food.

Tang Qian really didn't know how to describe the taste of this meat.

It's slightly sweet and spicy, but also has a salty and fragrant taste. The pork is first squeezed with oil, so it has a slightly chewy and caramelized aroma, is not greasy, and even has a slight sweet aftertaste.

So special and delicious!

He also tried the salted fish and eggplant.

The saltiness and meatiness of the sea fish completely permeate the eggplant. The eggplant is in strips and cooked soft, and it goes especially well with rice along with the mixed vegetable juice.

This is delicious too!

Tang Qian was now somewhat grateful to Tang San for his recommendation; he almost missed out on such a good opportunity!

Huang Jinlin didn't know that his cooking skills were being noticed by Tang Qian.

Seeing that Tang Qian ate in a very polite manner but at a fast pace, everyone knew that the food was to his liking. Both Tang San and Huang Mulin's family were very happy.

The stall owners watching on the side felt a little regretful that they didn't establish connections earlier, and were also envious of the good luck of Huang Mulin's family.

Tang Qian finished eating in one breath, and Huang Haolin immediately stepped forward to take the bowl and chopsticks and put them aside.

"Uncle, are the dishes cooked by my fourth brother delicious?"

"good to eat."

Tang Qian praised generously.

"Boy, are you interested in going to Weimancheng to exercise?"

Taste of the city! ?

The stall owners around were shocked and became more active.

Could this be the head manager of Weimancheng?

Almost everyone who makes a living in this town knows that the owner of Weimancheng is only in his early thirties, is handsome, has a wife and a son, never spends money on wine and women, and is capable and resourceful in his work. Could it be the person in front of him?

"No." Huang Mulin refused, "My brothers will go to a private school next year and cannot work in a restaurant."

"I can give you more silver than selling lunch boxes here."

Tang Qian estimated that the family's monthly revenue from selling lunch boxes in this place would not exceed five taels of silver. If they went to a restaurant, even as an apprentice, he would be willing to be paid ten taels of silver a month for such cooking skills.

"No, no." The little girl shook her head like a rattle: "Brother, you need to study, learn skills, and make friends. The more friends you have, the easier it is to get ahead."

Everyone was stunned, and the next second Tang San burst into laughter. Tang Qian couldn't help laughing, and even the stall owners who were watching the show on the side laughed.

Little clever, mischievous little devil.

Huang Bo and his sons were also laughing silently. Huang Mulin was the happy pill and the darling of the family.

"But..." Huang Mulin spoke again. She had already had an idea. It was such a coincidence: "You can ask the fourth brother to teach the chef in Wei Mancheng how to cook."

Ok?

Is that what he meant?