Baby brings his own shopping mall to travel through

Although sweet noodle sauce is only a supporting role, it is also indispensable. Once the supporting role is handled well, the main role will be its turn.

Yang Dashan and Li Shi didn't realize that there was still something unfinished. They were listening to Old Lady Yang talking about how she had just taught Xiao Tang Ge how to make sweet noodle sauce in the small kitchen.

"You didn't tell me how to wash the bottles for sauce that day. I just thought of it and taught Xiaotang too." Old Mrs. Yang said excitedly.

Isn't it exciting? Usually you teach people in the restaurant? Finally, I can be a teacher myself. I can brag to my old sisters for a year when I return to the village.

Mr. Zheng was chatting with a few readers, Qi Xingyun was listening while holding the sleeping Xiaocao'er, and several elders of the Yang family were also chatting. Only Zheng Huaming, Simao and Manager Wu were left staring at each other.

There was no other way. In order to make money earlier, Zheng Huaming could only interrupt everyone's conversation.

"Uncle Dashan, what are your family's plans for roast duck?"

Yang Dashan was confused. "Isn't roast duck on the menu of your restaurant? I just taught Xiaotang brother how to make sweet noodle sauce. Is there anything else you haven't taught me?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Old Lady Yang, who recalled the process of teaching just now, "No, I have taught you everything, I didn't keep it for myself."

Zheng Huaming rubbed his forehead and said, I really don’t know what to say. Sweet bean sauce is important, but how to roast the duck is also important.

"What about the roast duck?"

"Roast duck is delicious, what's the matter?"

Zheng Huaming: I know it’s delicious, you don’t need to explain it specifically.

"We don't even know how to roast a duck?"

"Oh, yes, yes, we haven't taught you how to cook roast duck yet." Several elders finally realized that more important things had not been done.

Li: "Simao, take out my list."

Simao took out a piece of paper from his bosom and handed it to Li reluctantly, "Mother, why don't you reconsider it? In fact, this piece of paper can be used as my sister's dowry. If you give it away like this, what will my sister have as her dowry in the future?"

When Mrs. Li heard that her youngest son wanted to leave the recipe for roast duck to her daughter as a dowry, not only she but even Old Lady Yang was a little hesitant.

The little girl woke up from her nap and just happened to hear the boy saying her name and talking about her dowry. Then she replied casually: "Brother, I will buy Xiaocao'er's dowry when I grow up and make money. Now the money from the roast duck will be used for my brothers' education."

After hearing their daughter (granddaughter) say this, the two of them handed the paper to Zheng Huaming with confidence.

Zheng Huaming knew from their family’s reaction that he must have planned to give them the recipe a long time ago, otherwise how could he have prepared it so completely?

Zheng Huaming immediately said after receiving the recipe: "Then let's demonstrate it now?"

"No." Xiaocaoer and Simao objected at the same time.

“Why not?” Zheng Huaming was puzzled. The recipe had just come out, so how could he stop others from baking?

"You don't have a stove." Simao said, it's not a stove for cooking, it has to be made with a special stove to make it delicious.

"What kind of stove is that? Is it for sale outside?" Shopkeeper Wu wanted to make money quickly and was very anxious.

Simao glanced at his sister and said, "I think they didn't sell it. I made it myself."

Zheng Huaming: "We also have people who can build stoves."

"Can you build a stove like this?" Simao took out a piece of paper with a picture of what he said was a stove.

This time even Mr. Zheng laughed. It seemed that they had prepared everything and were just waiting for you to ask. If you asked, I would give you something. If you didn't ask, I wouldn't give you anything. Anyway, you didn't know what else there was.

Qi Xingyun also found it funny, but Zheng Huaming was speechless.

"Manager Wu, go get some pen and paper and write down all the details of the cooperation in a contract. Make two copies. After both parties sign, take it to the county government office for filing."

Mr. Zheng: "That's how it should be. Cooperation should look like cooperation. It should be clearly written in the contract so that others can't find fault with it."

Zheng Huaming's face looked a little ugly. He felt that the Yang family didn't trust him. They were taking things out bit by bit like shitting, and forcing him to sign the contract before giving them out.

Yang Dashan:

Li:

Old Lady Yang: "Signing a contract? We have already agreed on this, right? No need to sign it."

Da Mao knew that Qi Xingyun and the others might have misunderstood, and quickly explained: "Brother Xingyun, you may have misunderstood. We took out the prescriptions one by one, not to sign a contract with us. The family members just didn't know whether you needed it because you didn't ask."

"When we cook, we are used to writing down the steps of how to cook, and we improve as we cook."

Zheng Huaming's expression looked better then. He glanced at Qi Xingyun and snorted.

At this time, Shopkeeper Wu had already brought in the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone, and confirmed with Qi Xingyun and me, Zheng Huaming, the dishes to be cooperated on and the profit sharing.

When Yang Dashan got the contract, he didn't know what to do. He thought they were just talking, but he didn't expect it to be true. Even the roast duck that he had never learned was written on it.

Well, the Qi family is open and honest in their work, and they have thought of things that we haven’t thought of.

After Yang Dashan put away the contract, he asked, "You don't have a stove here, so I can't teach you. How about I teach you how to process and pickle ducks first?"

Zheng Huaming: Oh, you finally remembered that there are still so many things that have not been explained clearly?

"That couldn't be better."

Shopkeeper Wu: "Brother Dashan, let me prepare the duck first. Please tell me what seasonings are needed to marinate the duck so that I can prepare them together."

"Oh, then bring me some pen and ink. There are quite a lot of options." Yang Dashan said, turning around and asking Simao, "Simao, do you have any notes on what to use for pickling, and do you have all the steps written down?"

This time, Simao readily took out the paper and handed it to Shopkeeper Wu.

Yang Dashan and Manager Wu can discuss the next things. Li will teach them how to pickle ducks later, and take people to Qingshan Village to learn how to roast duck tomorrow. As for the roasting oven, he will ask those old men if they are willing to come out and help build it.

After things were settled, Yang Dashan brought his whole family back to Qingshan Village.

Well, except for Ermao and Sanmao, they hadn't gone on break yet. Damao and Yang Bolin also went back with them.

After consuming several baskets of things, there was just enough space for sitting.