As Han Yiyi entered, Manager Tong greeted him with a smile.
“Madam Han, you’ve come over. The private rooms are all occupied now. Why don’t you come with me to the accounting office? I have something I’d like to ask you…”
When Han Yi heard that Manager Tong had not only changed how he addressed her, but had also changed his address from "you" to "you" in just one night, effectively giving her a promotion, and even his attitude had changed, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
It didn't matter where they went, as long as the money was given to her, so she nodded and followed Manager Tong to the accounting office.
In fact, Manager Tong was completely impressed by the food that Han Yiyi had made on these two occasions. The recipe for the braising sauce had almost doubled the store's revenue.
This barbecue was even more impressive. In just this morning alone, the restaurant's sales were equivalent to seven days' worth of sales in the past. He couldn't even imagine how shocked his boss would be when he saw the restaurant's accounts at the end of the month. Maybe, in his excitement, he would transfer him back to Kyoto.
To be honest, at first, Manager Tong only thought of Han Yiyi as a woman and looked down on her somewhat. Even though the braised meat sold very well, he thought it was just a coincidence that she had figured out the recipe.
One time might be a coincidence, but two times would demonstrate skill. Besides, he knew that Old Man Jiang had spent the entire night studying the barbecue seasoning in the porcelain jar, but hadn't come up with a single clue, and seemed to be somewhat obsessed.
The person in front of them is now a god of wealth; how could their attitude not change?
Manager Tong led the person to the accounting office, poured Han Yiyi a cup of tea first, and then spoke.
"Mrs. Han, I just wanted to ask if you could sell me more of your barbecue seasoning at once. Five porcelain jars are really too little, only enough for one day. How about you send me a hundred porcelain jars at once? If it's inconvenient for you, I can send someone to your house to pick it up..."
Hearing what Manager Tong said, Han Yiyi was startled. One hundred porcelain jars meant five hundred taels of silver.
Wait a minute, I almost got blinded by the money. These hundred porcelain jars, putting everything else aside, just the fact that they were brought out of nowhere from my house, filled with barbecue seasoning, will arouse suspicion over time. Besides, cumin is something that doesn't exist in this world, and even if it were grown, the temperature here, being in the south, wouldn't be suitable.
Thinking of this, Han Yiyi couldn't help but swallow. She had thought that everyone liked barbecue, and that selling barbecue seasoning would bring in a considerable monthly income. She hadn't expected that the seasoning would be so popular, and that she had dug herself a hole. It seemed that she still had to think of a way to fill the hole.
However, there was no rush to fill the hole, since the house would be finished soon and no one would know what he had done at home. But a hundred porcelain jars were indeed too many, so he hesitated and asked.
"To be honest, Manager Tong, making barbecue seasoning is quite complicated, but luckily I still have some stock at home. I'll send you forty porcelain jars tomorrow, and then I'll send you more every five days. How does that seem?"
Han Yi thought to herself that tearing open the bags of barbecue seasoning was also a troublesome task, and the process was quite complicated. Forty cans would be four hundred bags.
When Manager Tong heard Han Yiyi's words, he was somewhat disappointed, but there was nothing he could do. So he instructed the accountant next to him to pay the silver for the forty porcelain jars first, and with the five jars for today, it would be two hundred and twenty-five taels of silver.
Han Yi put the silver into her sleeve, but actually put it into her spatial storage. Moreover, Han Yi discovered that this spatial storage, which she had exchanged for 10,000 points, could be accessed and stored directly with her thoughts without going through the system. In this light, the 10,000 points were well spent.
Just as she put it into her sleeve, she saw a disheveled man carrying a porcelain jar rush into the accounting room.
When Han Yiyi saw who it was, she was so shocked that she opened her mouth wide. Old Jiang had messy hair and dark circles under his eyes, and it was obvious that he hadn't slept all night.
Upon seeing Han Yiyi, he hurried forward and asked.
"This seasoning recipe, well, it's something you came up with..."
Looking at the state of the person in front of him, Han Yiyi knew that he had failed to figure out what was inside and was feeling discouraged. He felt that something that even a young woman like her could develop was something that he couldn't even figure out what was inside.
Seeing that he seemed somewhat delirious, Han Yiyi didn't want to upset him, so she whispered something in his ear.
"No, it was when I went up the mountain that I met an old man with a white beard. He said we were destined to meet and gave it to me..."
As soon as Han Yiyi finished speaking, her previously somewhat obsessive gaze suddenly cleared, and she couldn't help but whisper.
"I knew it, this thing must have an extraordinary origin, I knew it, I knew it..." After saying that, he turned around and left the accounting room.
Shopkeeper Tong didn't know what Han Yiyi had said to Old Man Jiang, but seeing that the man had returned to normal, he was somewhat relieved. Otherwise, he would have been thinking of having him see a doctor.
Before leaving, Han Yiyi brought two large porcelain jars from the restaurant. When both were full, they would make about forty jars. To others, they would just look like large pickle jars, so they wouldn't attract too much attention.
Before Han Yiyi had even entered the village with her mule cart, she saw an oxcart in the distance. She initially thought it was Uncle Wei's oxcart, but when she saw two people sitting on it, Han Yiyi couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.
It turned out to be Ye Cuihua. After leaving the clothing shop, she recalled the three people she had seen inside and found them increasingly familiar. They even resembled Fan Ting, the divorced woman.
Worried that it really was Han Yiyi and that her affair with her cousin would be exposed to Fan Ting, she didn't wait for Fan Ting to pick her up and returned on her own. However, the person who brought her back was the Qian'an brother she mentioned, who was also her cousin.
The oxcart stopped in front of the Fan family's house. Fan Ting was very happy to see Ye Cuihua return on her own initiative. He quickly went forward to help her down from the oxcart and then spoke to the man.
"Thank you for bringing Cuihua back, cousin. Please come in and have a cup of tea..."
It was only then that Han Yiyi realized that this man was actually Ye Cuihua's cousin. Seeing Fan Ting's attitude towards the man, Han Yiyi, who was stuck behind, couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Hearing the laughter, the three of them then noticed Han Yiyi not far away.
Seeing that all three of them were looking at him, he quickly suppressed his laughter and spoke.
"Could you please move the car to the side? It's blocking the road."
Ye Qian'an didn't recognize Han Yiyi. Hearing Han Yiyi's words and seeing that his own oxcart was indeed blocking the way, he subconsciously stepped forward and tugged at the reins, thinking of letting Han Yiyi's mule cart pass. Therefore, he did not notice that Ye Cuihua's face was gradually turning pale.
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