Zhang arrived and started lighting the stove, which soon burned brightly. Tian helped set up the pot, poured in the marinade and water, and brought it to a boil. Shuwen took the opportunity to run to the grocery store to buy oil paper. Soon, a customer arrived, specifically asking for pig intestines. He asked why they were only setting up their stall today, as he had been waiting for several days. The two could only explain that they lived far away and it had been difficult to get there recently.
At this moment, the pot had not been boiled yet, the meat had not been put in, and Shuwen had not come back from buying paper, so the customer could only be asked to wait. The customer was not in a hurry, so he sat at the noodle stall, ordered a bowl of noodles and waited by the side. Shuwen came back soon, the meat was put in, and Tian was cutting paper on the side.
After the pot was boiled, Tian used a scale to weigh out two pounds of braised sausage for the customer and collected the money. The business was then opened. Soon Chunxiao saw their busy scene. She didn't want to just stand there, so she helped collect the money and give the change, while Shuwen helped pack.
The business of the noodle stall next door was also picking up. People would often ask the owner for two taels of meat or two eggs, and the noodle stall owner would happily give them the goods.
We finally had some free time, but people came again before we had a chance to rest. Some people asked but didn't buy anything, but most people would buy some after asking, no matter if it was one or two taels. The sisters-in-law didn't mind the trouble and were very enthusiastic to pack it up and hand it to the customers.
Some vendors setting up stalls across the street would look over here from time to time, looking very envious.
Around 9:00 PM, a plump, middle-aged man came over and said, "My two sisters-in-law are finally out today. I've been coming here every day but never saw you. I thought you weren't coming, but today I finally caught up with you."
"Aunt, he is the manager of the restaurant that wants to buy your recipe."
Chunxiao heard this and looked at the person carefully. He had fair skin and was slightly fat. He was indeed a pampered person.
"Manager Zheng, you're here." Tian quickly put on a smile and said, "Would you like some more braised food today?" After saying that, she whispered a few words to Chunxiao, telling her the identity of this man.
"Of course I have to buy things, but have you told me what I asked you to tell me last time?" The man's face seemed to have added a bit of anxiety.
Tian looked at Chunxiao and saw her nod, knowing that this meant she agreed. "Of course I spread the word. Not only did I spread the word, I also brought the person to you." As she spoke, she pushed Chunxiao forward and said, "Manager Zheng, this is my aunt. This recipe is hers."
The man was overjoyed when he heard this. He looked at Chunxiao with a smile and asked, "What's your name, young lady?"
"My surname is Yan, and my name is Chunxiao." Chunxiao gave him a polite smile.
"Miss Chunxiao, could you please come to the Juxian Restaurant for a visit? It's not too far from here. Don't worry, we are serious businessmen and we only talk about business."
"Do you want it?" Chunxiao asked.
"Yes, yes, Mrs. Tian, give me 15 pounds of each, and 50 eggs. Put them in the bucket next to me."
Chunxiao then noticed that he was followed by a boy carrying a bucket. Tian and Zhang were busy weighing the money. The man paid out the silver, and Shuwen was counting the money beside him. If he didn't understand something, he would mark it on the ground and then give the change.
After packing her things, Chunxiao said goodbye to Tian and the others and followed the steward Zheng. The restaurant was indeed not far away, only an incense stick's worth of time away from where they had set up their stall. When they arrived at the restaurant, the steward Zheng took her directly to a side room on the first floor. "Miss Chunxiao, please wait a moment. I will go and get the manager."
Chunxiao waited in the room. The wing was elegantly decorated. In the center stood a large eight-immortal table with eight Liuxian chairs. Near the window was a small couch, atop which sat a small table with a chessboard. Orchids were placed on a high stool in the corner. Calligraphy and paintings hung on the walls. The polished terrazzo floor gave the room a clean appearance.
Soon the closed door opened, and a tall, thin, middle-aged man came in, followed by Manager Zheng. Chunxiao bowed to him.
The shopkeeper invited her to sit on the small couch, and he sat on the other side. "I heard from Lao Zheng that you are the owner of this braised pork recipe."
"Exactly."
"Miss Yan, are you a local? My last name is Huang."
"I was born and raised in Yanjia Village, Sanye Town. If Manager Huang doesn't believe me, you can go ask the village."
"It's not that I don't believe it." The shopkeeper chuckled. "But since you were born and raised here, why did this braised pork only come out now? If it can make money, shouldn't you have used it long ago? Or is this recipe just something you stumbled upon by chance?"
"I've had the recipe for a long time. I used to make it occasionally myself. The villagers were always reluctant to eat it, mainly because it was too expensive. Even though our business was good, we only made a hundred coins a day."
"So that's how it is. Then I won't sell my money anymore. Manager Zheng should have told you before that I want to buy your prescription. What do you think?"
Chun Xiao tilted her head and looked at him, "Shopkeeper Huang, how would you like to buy it?"
"100 taels of silver to buy out."
100 taels, what a great temptation, but unfortunately they only make 2 taels a day, 100 taels is only two months away, she would be stupid to sell it. She shook her head, "No."
The other party was a little surprised. "You think the price is too low? You only make a hundred coins a day. It will take you years to earn 100 taels. Why don't you sell it?"
"This recipe was passed down from my great-grandmother. It was passed down to daughters, not sons. I can't sell my ancestors out, so no matter how much money you offer, Mr. Huang, I won't sell it. Even if you offer 1,000 taels, I won't sell it." Although Chunxiao said this, if someone really offered 1,000 taels, she would probably consider it.
"This...is not negotiable?"
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