A time-travelling peasant girl becomes a wealthy woman

Shopkeeper Du looked up at the group of three standing by the gate.

It seems that this is not the romantic debt of Manager Tang, he thought to himself.

Putting down the abacus in his hand, he walked towards Huang Mulin and others.

"Are you looking for Manager Tang?"

"Yes, that's what Manager Tang asked the dock manager Tang San to say."

The waiter who had previously received Huang Mulin's family happened to be on duty today and was not present. The other waiters had no impression of Huang Mulin's family and had not received any instructions, so they did not go directly to find Tang Qian.

"Dock Tang San?"

Shopkeeper Du knew that Tang San, the dock manager, had come to see Tang Qian today.

"Wait a moment, I'll go ask."

After politely asking them to wait at one side of the lobby, Shopkeeper Du immediately went to the backyard to find Tang Qian.

dong dong dong.

After getting Tang Qian's permission, Shopkeeper Du went in to inquire.

"I invited them here." Tang Qian stood up, "Ask Chef Bai to deliver the dishes I asked him to prepare to Nianjun Pavilion."

After Tang Qian took over Weimancheng, he converted the second floor into private rooms, referring to the big restaurants in the provincial capital and the capital. The rooms needed to be booked in advance and a certain amount of consumption was required to use them, and each room had a name.

"Yes."

Shopkeeper Du was surprised. In all the years since Tang Qian took over Weimancheng, the number of times he had politely treated people to dinner could be counted on one hand.

Those are people of status.

But this time, it was a family of farmers.

He didn't dare ask more questions and quickly went to the kitchen to explain.

Tang Qian went to the lobby and took people to Nianjun Pavilion, "Sit anywhere you want."

As he spoke, he picked up the tea that the waiter had just brought and poured a cup for everyone: "Try my Zhengshan Xiaozhong. Although it is not a precious tea, it has a mellow taste. I personally like it very much."

The red tea with a slightly strong smoky aroma was placed in front of Huang Mulin and others.

"It's a pity that there is no good tea-making service here, so the taste is not so good."

Huang Mulin and others thanked them and picked up their cups.

Huang Mulin and Huang Haolin were really tasting tea, which was the etiquette that Huang Mulin had taught his family before.

Although Huang Bo and Huang Jinlin looked like they were tasting it,...it was more like drinking water.

Tang Qian observed this and became more curious about Huang Mulin and Huang Haolin.

These two kids are special.

"I asked the chef to prepare the dishes, and they will be served soon. Drink some tea now to clear your stomach, so you can eat more food later."

"You're welcome, Manager Tang." Huang Bo said quickly, "We've already had meat buns for lunch, you can eat first, we'll be fine for a while."

Tang Qian took a sip of tea and said, "If you're not hungry, you can try the food."

"When talking about business, attitude should be shown first."

Huang Haolin and Huang Jinlin straightened up instantly when they heard this.

Huang Boyi thought about it and was very grateful for Tang Qian's advice.

Huang Mulin, however, became more confident about the subsequent negotiations.

Before I could even sit down on the stool, the waiter came in with the food.

Six dishes and one soup.

Steamed sea bass, shredded duck with ginger, shredded potatoes with vinegar, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, stir-fried kidney, Mu Shu pork, and old chicken and mushroom soup.

Huang Mulin's family took a look at the three familiar dishes and looked at Tang Qian suspiciously.

It was the recipe they sold to Tang Qian.

"Try the dishes made by my chef here."

Tang Qian picked up the chopsticks, and the others followed suit.

Huang Mulin took off the face towel.

This was the first time Tang Qian saw her true face.

What a beautiful girl!

Tang Qian secretly sighed in his heart, it turned out that the problem was not with his face!

No wonder she always wears a face scarf. With such a look, the photographer has to keep staring at her.

Of course, we cannot rule out some people with ulterior motives.

Wearing a face mask is indeed much safer.

The Huang family tried three dishes made by the restaurant's chef: sweet and sour pork tenderloin, stir-fried kidney and mu shu pork, and they found that each dish had its own unique flavor.

Even with the exact same process and ingredients, the taste is more or less a little different, and Huang Mulin and Huang Jinlin, as chefs, can taste it.

Huang Bo and Huang Haolin felt that the taste was no different from what the fourth brother made and it was delicious.

"how?"

Tang Qian asked.

"It's delicious." Huang Jinlin said pertinently, "Although it's slightly different from what I made, it's probably because the chef has his own habits when cooking. It doesn't matter. The finished product is delicious." He was worried that Tang Qian would blame the chef of Wei Mancheng, so he added, "Thousands of chefs, thousands of flavors."

Tang Qian nodded secretly, this child has a good character.

Every chef has his own habits and persistence. Tang Qian had a deep understanding of this when he went to poach chefs, so he could understand what Huang Jinlin said.

At the same time, I am impressed by his broad mind at such a young age.

The Huang family is very good at educating their children.

After eating until he was about 80% full, Tang Qian started to get down to business.

"Tang San sent a jar of fermented bean curd this morning and said you used it to cook dishes?"

"Yes, braised pork with fermented bean curd." Huang Jinlin replied, "I can go to the kitchen and make one for you to try."

"No, I trust your cooking skills."

Huang Jinlin blushed with joy.

It feels good to be recognized.

"If I want to place a large order, how do I determine the price?"

Tang Qian asked Huang Haolin. He now knew that everyone in this family had their own strengths. The second son, Huang Haolin, was good at doing business.

Huang Haolin glanced at Huang Mulin secretly and said, "There is a way to cooperate. I wonder if Manager Tang would like to hear it?"

"You said."

He deliberately ignored Huang Haolin's little action and agreed to him.

"Our family can give you the management rights except for Linhai Town."

"Only for you."

Tang Qian sat up straight in an instant, staring at the ten-year-old child in front of him with sharp eyes. His aura increased greatly, which gave Huang Haolin a subtle psychological pressure.

Thinking of the look Huang Haolin had just given her, it seemed as if something in her heart could no longer be suppressed.

Very wise and almost demonic.

The little girl just sat there quietly, but she had the certainty that she was in control of the overall situation.

Although Huang Mulin didn't know what Tang Qian was thinking, she just felt that he was staring at her. She felt a little restless and worried that she was acting too hastily.

Since she wanted to have an independent room, she had been thinking about how to make money to build a house, ignoring some issues about whether she could preserve herself.

This was ancient society, an era when high-ranking officials often played tricks on common people.

Too much is as bad as too little, Huang Mulin reminded himself in his heart.

You have to find a reliable backer.

But in the current situation, the arrow is on the string and has to be shot.

Huang Haolin didn't notice Tang Qian's change and explained according to the words he had prepared long ago.

"My family will build a workshop, and some retail fermented bean curd will only be sold in Linhai Town, at a price of 25 wen."

"We can sign a contract. Our family will not provide fermented bean curd to anyone else except Shopkeeper Tang. This is an exclusive license."

"However, all the profits from all the fermented bean curd sold, whether to other towns, counties, prefectural cities, or even the capital, or even other countries, will be divided into dividends, six for you and four for me."

Tang Qian took a deep breath and suppressed many thoughts.

“I can’t make a decision on such a collaboration.”