Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Shopkeeper Hu thought again that the waiters in the restaurant had a fixed monthly salary, so buying peanuts in shells and having them peel them was the most cost-effective way for him.

"I want them in the shell. Sell me 100 kilograms first. If the sales are good, I'll come back to buy from you."

Qiao Jian'er knew what Manager Hu was thinking. If it were her, she would also choose the ones with shells. She could let the shop assistants do one more thing without charging any processing fees.

"Okay, we have a hundred kilograms." Qiao Jianer went straight back to the carriage and carried down a hundred kilograms of peanuts.

After weighing it, it weighed 102 kilograms.

"These two pounds are for Shopkeeper Hu."

Seeing her generosity, Manager Hu felt more favorable towards her and a sincere smile appeared on his face.

After settling the bill for two and a half taels, Manager Hu asked the servant who followed him to carry the peanuts.

"Little girl, I hope we can cooperate again in the future." He waved to Qiao Jianer.

"It will definitely happen." Qiao Jianer said affirmatively.

She planned to sell some of the ingredients in bulk when the time came, but now she wanted to let Manager Hu see the results first.

No, there is no need to wait for Manager Hu, there are other restaurants and hotels.

Qiao Jianer looked at Tu Dou again.

Seeing that the potatoes were almost fried, she poured out the oil, leaving only a little oil inside.

"Jian'er, what are you going to do?" asked Qiao Xiaomeng.

"Brother Xiao Meng, our family just sold so many peanuts. We can also sell a lot of other ingredients in this way."

"Yes, in this way, we can earn more." Qiao Laosan said, and suddenly thought of something.

"It's just Kama'er, can the ingredients be supplied?"

“It can be supplied.”

"What does that foreign businessman look like? He only wants to sell ingredients to our Qiao family. It shows that we are destined to meet. I really want to meet him."

Boss Joe said.

"Uncle, they only want to see me and no one else. Besides, if they see too many people, what if the news leaks out and someone wants to target the foreign merchants and scare them away? Didn't you hear what those stall owners said? They want us to hand over the goods."

Qiao Dayong quickly said, "That's right. For things like this, it's better to let Jian'er handle it. Everyone can rest assured. With so many eyes watching, of course we have to keep it tightly covered."

After being scolded by the mayor, the stall owners certainly didn't dare to act rashly. They just looked aggrieved and even resentful because their business was even worse today.

If it weren't for these tall and burly men standing here, I'm afraid they would take advantage of the city order's departure to cause trouble again.

The two people who were left behind by the mayor stayed here for only a few minutes before they felt bored and went off to drink in a distant place.

The rest of the things depend entirely on themselves. Even if they are not afraid of the opponent's fighting power, the source of the goods must be hidden at all costs.

Qiao Jianer picked up two peeled potatoes, cut them into slices and then into shreds. He heated oil in a pan, added dried chilies, shredded ginger, smashed garlic, and a little bean paste. When the aroma was released, he added the shredded potatoes and stir-fried them.

Soon a plate of shredded potatoes was ready, and immediately afterwards, Qiao Jianer made a serving of dry-pot potato chips.

She placed the two plates in the basket and covered them with a bowl.

Carrying the basket, Qiao Jianer went to the central street again and entered another big restaurant.

The one in front is called Fuguilou, and this one is called Jiuweilou. The shopkeeper is busy in front of the counter, and there is another person in the middle of the hall, explaining things to a group of waiters. He looks like the boss.

Of course, if you have a boss, you don’t need to find a shopkeeper.

"Uncle, is your boss the one talking to someone? What's his last name?" Qiao Jianer asked the shopkeeper secretly.

"That's right, the boss's surname is Cai." The shopkeeper was quite straightforward.

Qiao Jian'er didn't rush to disturb him. When Boss Cai finished his work and was about to go to the backyard, Qiao Jian'er called him.

Boss Cai looked at a skinny little girl coming towards him with a basket, feeling a little confused.

"Little girl, what are you going to do?"

Qiao Jianer put the basket on the table at the side and opened the lid of the bowl on the plate.

"This is a new ingredient. It's very delicious when made into a dish. Mr. Cai, please try it."

It turns out that they are here to sell ingredients. Some sell recipes, while others sell ingredients. However, it is difficult to come up with new recipes, and there are chefs in restaurants who specialize in cooking methods for dishes, so few people can pass this test.

As for the ingredients, they are just the same ingredients, it’s just a matter of who’s fresher and who’s of better quality. If you are satisfied, just pay a little more for it.

So, when Mr. Cai heard the word "new ingredients," he began to wonder what kind of ingredients could be considered new. Could they be used to create new dishes in a different way? Wouldn't that be like selling a recipe?

When his eyes fell on the basket, he couldn't help but be stunned.

It seemed like something I had never seen before, and it exuded an alluring fragrance.

Inside the basket, there was a silver needle for testing poison. This was what Qiao Jianer had bought at the shop on the way here. Shopkeeper Hu was happy to try it, what if other shopkeepers were worried?

Boss Cai glanced at Qiao Jianer and did not use the silver needle, but picked up the chopsticks.

First, pick up the shredded potatoes, which are crispy and a little sandy, with a unique fragrance. Then pick up the dry pot potato slices, which are burnt, soft and glutinous, and even more fragrant and numbing to the tongue.

Boss Cai has eaten so many dishes, and he dares to say that there are few vegetarian dishes that can compare with the taste of this thing.

There were always people coming to sell recipes and ingredients, but they couldn't sell anything special. He was a little tired of it. If this little girl hadn't come in first and waited silently for him to finish the task at hand, he would not have been prepared to see her.

Unexpectedly, this taste made him feel enlightened.

"Little girl, what is this called? Where did it come from?" Boss Cai didn't realize that his tone was a little urgent.

As soon as Qiao Jianer heard this, he knew there was hope.

"We bought it from foreign merchants. We don't have it locally."

Boss Cai understood that this girl wanted to make a profit from the middle price and would never tell his supplier.

As long as he can make money, he doesn't care about anything else.

"So what did yours originally look like?"

"My family runs a stall at stall number eight on Changqing Street. These potatoes are fried, but they can be prepared in many ways. In restaurants, they can be shredded and stir-fried, or cooked in a dry pot. There are dozens of ways to eat them."

Qiao Jianer did not tell anyone about her other options because she planned to make another fortune from this.

She came to sell ingredients and recipes.

"Okay, take me to see it."

Qiao Jianer brought Boss Cai to the stall.

The crops in the space grew in a very standardized manner. The potatoes were all round, almost the same shape, and almost the same size, each weighing half a pound.

Boss Cai picked it up and examined it: "One should be enough for a whole plate."

"no problem."

"How much is the price?" Boss Cai would be lying if he said he wasn't tempted. The taste he just tasted was still lingering in his mouth.