Who understands? He traveled through time with a high-spec spatial ability.

Two days later, it was time to go to the county town again. I'd gathered another batch of wood ear mushrooms from my online storage over the past two days, and picked them, filling two baskets. I also had 20 jin (10 catties) of morels and button mushrooms, and a bundle of yams, about 10 jin (5 catties). I'd take them all to Yilixiang to test their reputation.

If it sells well, we can take some of the mycelium and teach my wife how to cultivate it, which will give our family another source of income.

She gave the horse a bucket of well water and let it drink its fill. Ever since the horse drank from this water, it refused to drink any water from outside. Qiao Jingjing pouted, "What decent horse is picky about its taste?"

Before leaving this morning, I went to check on Xuan Yi again, leaving him some meat porridge and water, and also giving him a wooden trekking pole to practice walking. The sooner he can move freely, the sooner I can leave.

Upon arriving at Yilixiang, as usual, they went through the back door, carrying the vegetables, various eggs, and a bucket of ice they had brought to the cellar. Manager Lu made a record of everything, and the payment would be settled at the end of the month. Afterward, she brought wood ear mushrooms, morel mushrooms, and yams to the kitchen. Today, she would teach them three new dishes: stir-fried wood ear mushrooms with yams, chicken soup with morel mushrooms, and bok choy with morel mushrooms.

To make it look more appealing, she even taught them to cut the yams into thin diamond-shaped slices. Morel mushrooms and chicken soup are simmered for two hours, and the preparation of button mushrooms and bok choy is even simpler; the chef memorized it after just one demonstration.

As Qi Ye'an stepped into the kitchen, a rich aroma wafted towards him. It was the smell of chicken soup, delicious and tempting, making one's mouth water. The chicken soup simmering in the pot had a golden hue, with a thin layer of oil glistening on the surface.

Bringing it closer, the delicious aroma became even more intense. The chicken soup blended the flavors of various ingredients: the savory taste of chicken, the spiciness of ginger, and the fragrance of morel mushrooms. These elements intertwined to create a unique and captivating aroma. This fragrance seemed to possess a magical power, penetrating the nasal cavity and directly stimulating the taste buds, making one eager to take a bite.

He thought it and did it, gently scooping up a little chicken soup with a spoon. The broth was as smooth as silk, dripping slowly. He put it in his mouth, and the delicious flavor immediately spread across his tongue, the rich chicken aroma filling his entire mouth. This chicken soup didn't need much seasoning; its umami was enough to intoxicate. Every sip was like enjoying a feast for the senses, leaving a lingering aftertaste.

He was certain that the soup would be very popular.

Qiao Jingjing walked over, holding a yam in her hand, and said to him, "This is called yam. It can be stir-fried or steamed as a staple food. More importantly, it can also be used as medicine. The main effects of yam are to invigorate qi and nourish yin, tonify the spleen, lungs and kidneys, astringe essence and stop leukorrhea. It is used to treat spleen deficiency with poor appetite, lung deficiency with cough and asthma, kidney deficiency with seminal emission, leukorrhea, frequent urination, and thirst due to deficiency heat."

And the morel mushrooms I brought today are both food and medicinal. You've already tasted their deliciousness; regular consumption is said to have beauty-enhancing, skin-care, blood-activating, phlegm-reducing, and qi-regulating effects. East Street has many wealthy people; to ensure a long-lasting business, besides good taste, constant innovation is essential.

Therefore, I plan to offer six medicinal dishes. Limited to 10 servings per day. Go to the pharmacy and find some Scutellaria baicalensis, Angelica sinensis, Codonopsis pilosula, etc. I'll write down the specifics on a piece of paper. I'll prepare the proportions according to the recipe. Of course, you'll need to pay extra for these six medicinal dishes.”

Qi Ye'an was increasingly delighted as he listened. This Miss Qiao had so many ways to make money, and they were all very convenient. She always made thorough preparations before mentioning them to him.

"Should we still make breakfast?"

Qiao Jingjing remained silent for a moment, then said, "Let's not do it for now. I have the recipe, but it's a bit troublesome. It's simpler than medicinal cuisine. Let's try the reaction to the medicinal cuisine first, and then decide on the next step."

Also, given the nature of the restaurant chain "Ke Lai Xiang," they'll definitely resort to underhanded tactics. You need to manage your staff well, especially the kitchen. Conduct regular, unscheduled inspections and ensure everyone is accounted for. Nothing can be missing, and nothing can be added. Once something goes wrong in the restaurant business, it's very difficult to explain. Even if you're cleared of wrongdoing, your reputation will be damaged. I believe you understand this better than I do.”

Qi Ye'an now looked at Qiao Jingjing with admiration and respect. This girl, a few years younger than him, knew so much about business. She was experienced, planned, and prepared, and never acted without a purpose.

"You can send the little beggar to shout a slogan. Just say that we have new dishes today. Although today is not an eighth day of the month, we will give a bowl of iced milk tea to customers who come to support the new dishes. I brought milk tea powder and will teach you how to make it in a bit."

Qi Ye'an summoned Li Wang and explained what he needed to do. Li Wang accepted the order and left.

Qiao Jingjing brought strawberry-flavored milk tea powder. The pink liquid paired with transparent ice cubes looked very appealing.

Around 11 a.m., customers who usually eat brunch arrived. Without needing any recommendations from the staff, they smelled the aroma as soon as they entered and specifically asked for this dish. While waiting for their food, they sampled the iced milk tea and were instantly blown away. The explosive popularity of Yi Li Xiang was no surprise to Qiao Jingjing.

Last time, no one wanted to sit in the private rooms, but today the milk tea was incredibly popular. Word spread after the early customers left, and soon many wealthy locals arrived. Those who didn't want to wait ordered private rooms on the second floor. Qiao Jingjing had the waiter buy some bamboo tubes, fill them with milk tea, and have the wealthy men take them home for their female relatives to try. This gesture was very well received, and seeing the customers' satisfaction, the waiters took the opportunity to introduce the upcoming medicinal cuisine.

The wealthy are mostly older and have some minor health issues. Like everyone throughout history, they try to avoid medication whenever possible, preferring dietary supplements and remedies.

Qiao Jingjing was drinking water in the empty private room, wondering if Feng Pianpian would come, when a waiter called out, "Miss Qiao, someone is looking for you."

When the door opened, Feng Pianpian was already there, rushing in like a whirlwind for the first time. "I'm so thirsty and hungry! Quickly bring me some of our signature dishes, it's on me."

The waiter brought over a snow-white porcelain bowl filled with strawberry milk tea. Feng Pianpian, who was thirsty, picked it up and drank it all in one gulp. She was so impressed by the delicious taste of the milk tea that she stomped her feet in delight.

Qiao Jingjing sat quietly to one side, waiting for her to speak.

Feng Pianpian, who was used to being straightforward, got straight to the point: "Sister, my Feng family urgently needs a way to break the current situation. If you are confident, I am willing to cooperate. We can split the profits 40/60. I will provide the shop, personnel, and costs, and you will provide me with the method. The premise is that your method is truly effective." After speaking, she stared at Qiao Jingjing, not missing a single subtle expression.

Qiao Jingjing had already prepared, and took out several color-printed pictures of Hanfu and Ruqun (traditional Han clothing), handing them to Feng Pianpian, "Why don't you take a look at these first?"

Feng Pianpian took the dress with her soft, smooth, and plump hands. She was immediately drawn to the brilliance of the dress. She could hardly believe her eyes. Her mouth was wide open, her face was full of surprise, and her eyes began to sparkle with joy, as if she had discovered a treasure.

She couldn't help but laugh. These sketches overwhelmed her with a feeling of ecstasy, as if she were in a dream.