The new book of the burning prairie star

After selling the cold noodles, Yang Biao went straight to the largest restaurant in the county. Before that, he had already found out that the largest restaurant in Wenchang County was Huanxi Restaurant.

"Huanxi Restaurant," Yang Shu read to the plaque, "Come on, Xiaohua, today I will take you to see the restaurant and try something new."

"Brother, how much does it cost to eat here?" Yang Xiaohua pulled Yang Biao's clothes, reluctant to eat in this place that looked expensive. "How about we go eat wontons at the same restaurant where I went with mom last time?"

Yang Biao pretended not to hear and walked straight into Huanxi Restaurant carrying the small jar, "Brother, wait for me." Yang Xiaohua chased after him.

"Waiter, what are your signature dishes?" Yang Biao chose a seat in the middle and sat down, and asked.

"The best dish in our restaurant is the braised duck with snails. Would you like to try it?" The waiter did not show any coldness just because Yang Biao and his sister were wearing coarse cloth shirts. He introduced them enthusiastically. "Here is the menu of our restaurant. You can take a look first."

"Then bring us one of their signature dishes, the braised prawns, some green vegetables, and a bowl of soup." Yang Biao looked at the menu, ordered the dishes, and returned it to the waiter.

"Okay, one serving of braised duck with snails, one serving of braised prawns in oil, one serving of vegetables, and one serving of soup. Please wait a moment, sir." After the waiter finished listing the dishes, he bowed to Yang Biao and went to the kitchen to place the order.

After waiting for a while, "Sir, your braised prawns, vegetables, soup, and braised duck with snails are ready. Please enjoy!" The waiter stepped aside with the dish.

"Brother, this duck is delicious!" Yang Xiaohua smiled as she ate.

"Well, if it tastes good, eat more." Yang Biao liked to see her smile, a sweet, pure and genuine smile. He opened the jar and poured out a bowl of wine, and the aroma of wine filled the room immediately.

"Hey young man, where did you buy this wine?" Someone who was eating in the restaurant smelled the aroma of the wine and was attracted by the fragrance.

"Oh, this is home-brewed wine." Yang Biao stood up and returned the greeting. Some people also smelled the fragrance, but they were too embarrassed to come forward to say it. When they saw someone asking about the wine, they also gathered around.

"Oh, it's homemade wine." The visitor was a little disappointed, but he couldn't resist the temptation to drink. "Can I taste this wine?" Seeing Yang Biao sitting back, he took out a silver ingot of ten taels and put it on the table. "I'll pay for it and try it."

"Okay, let's be friends. Waiter, bring the bowls." He had money but didn't want the bastard. Yang Biao smiled and asked the waiter to bring the bowls.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment." The waiter ran over and soon brought a few bowls over. "Sir, here are the bowls you asked for."

"Come on, brothers, please try it." Yang Biao picked up the jar and poured it into five bowls.

"Okay, thank you, little brother." Several people bowed to Yang Biao and couldn't wait to pick up the bowl. They smelled it first, then took a sip. "Hiss... the taste is very strong, very..." Then they took another big sip, "The taste is very mellow, delicious!"

"Sir, my boss wants to see you!" The waiter came to find Yang Biao.

"Oh, but I don't know your boss." Yang Biao pretended to be stupid. He came here to do business with this Huanxi Restaurant, but it's not business to rush. Being invited means that you have more initiative in your hands.

"Little brother, my surname is Liu and my name is Hong Bin. Now we know each other, don't we?" Shopkeeper Liu smelled the aroma of wine and heard several people say that the wine was delicious. He couldn't wait for the waiter to come and treat him. "Little brother, can you please have a word with me?"

"Okay, sister, you eat here. I have something to talk about and will be back soon." Yang Biao said to Xiaohua.

"Hmm...ok." Yang Xiaohua was enjoying her meal.

"Little brother, please come this way!" Shopkeeper Liu made a "please" gesture to Yang Biao, turned around and instructed the waiter: "Take good care of this little brother's sister."

"Yes, boss." The waiter responded quickly.

"I wonder how much wine you have in stock, young man?" Shopkeeper Liu didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

"It takes about a month to ferment this wine." Manager Liu was straightforward, and Yang Biao did not hide anything. "I made it in batches several times. This time, the wine produced was about 50 kilograms. It will take two days to produce the next batch."

"Our restaurant consumes about 20 kilograms of wine a day. I wonder how you would like to sell this wine?" Manager Liu's meaning was very clear. The restaurant's business was very good, and he hoped that Yang Biao could make small profits but quick turnover.

"Manager Liu, please take a look at the quality of this wine first. How does it compare with the ones on the market now?" Manager Liu said this before the price was even discussed. He could only let him take a look at his own goods and then compare them with the wines produced by various wineries on the market. How could Yang Biao make a small profit but sell in large quantities? He has already used all his fortune to make wine, and he is just waiting for this wine to sell for more money and expand on a large scale.

"The color is bright and translucent," said Shopkeeper Liu, speaking truthfully. "But I don't know how this new wine is selling in the market. Is it easy to sell? These are all unknowns."

"This depends on the courage of Manager Liu. If the sales of this wine are good, he can make a fortune by planning ahead. If the sales are not good, he will not lose everything." Yang Biao felt that the introduction of sorghum wine by Huanxi Restaurant would only cost a few dozen taels of silver, whether it was good or not, and there was no big risk.

"Okay, since you said so, little brother, then I'll show my courage. How much wine do you have now? How much is it worth?" Manager Liu laughed.

"I took five jars from home, each weighing about three catties." Yang Biao thought for a moment, "The price is five taels per jar." If this wine is produced and sold by oneself, the money will definitely be more. The wine sold in the restaurant is usually sold in small wine pots of three and a half taels. If Manager Liu sells a pot for at least five taels of silver, the profit can be imagined, but he is not yet able to open a restaurant, so the money can only be made by others.

"Okay, little brother, you are straightforward, and I will not hesitate either." Manager Liu stood up and stretched out his right hand. "Five taels is five taels. Let's sign a contract. You supply this restaurant with twenty catties of sorghum liquor every day. The quality must not be lower than today's liquor. Do you have any objections, little brother?"

"That's right," Yang Biao also stood up and shook Manager Liu's hand, "Then I wish us a happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!" The two shook hands and smiled at each other.

Next, Manager Liu brought pen and ink and wrote the contract. Yang Biao took a look at it and found that it was exactly as he had said, so he signed his name, dipped his thumb in the ink pad, and pressed it on the contract.

Then the two of them each took a copy of the contract, and the other was sent to the government for filing. Naturally, this would be done by Manager Liu's people, and at this point the contract was formed between the two.

"Our restaurant has many dishes with unique flavors. Let Chef Xia prepare them for you to try. This meal is on my table."

"Then I'd rather obey you than be respectful." Yang Biao bowed his hands and thanked him. Businessmen are very smart, why would they do something that has no benefits? Besides, why would they be so shy when they can eat for free?

People say that life is a long river. In the river of time, no one can step into the same river twice.

No matter when or where, we are stepping into different rivers of time. Yang Biao has been living in this ancient time for almost two months, and he has decided that he has no other choice but to be happy here.