Xue Huan put down the adopted child, "Master Ye——"
Ye Diao made a gesture to stop him. "Miss Zhao, we are so familiar with each other now. There is no need to call me Young Master or Young Lady anymore. In my heart, I treat you as my younger sister. Although I am a few years older than you, I will call you Big Brother. How about that?"
Xue Huan knew that he wanted to take this opportunity to get closer to her, but Ye Diao's identity would make him the president of a huge group in modern times. Since he was willing to get closer to her, a peasant girl, she didn't have to refuse in a pretentious way.
He immediately changed his tone: "Brother Ye, I don't want to sign this contract."
Ye Diao paused fanning himself. "Xiaoxian, is there anything you're not satisfied with? Tell me and I'll have someone fix it."
Xue Huan shook her head. "It's not a question of satisfaction or not. I'd like to change the way we work together. All other conditions remain the same, but I want to hire me as Yingxianlou's chef to become a culinary consultant. How about that?"
Ye Diao: "Culinary consultant? What's that even called?"
"I'd like to ask Brother Ye a question first. Since I started supplying peppers to Yingxianlou, how many new dishes have you developed besides the six I told you about before?"
Ye Diao closed his fan and tapped his palm. "To be honest, I'm ashamed to say that even the six dishes you told us about, let alone new ones, haven't been fully understood by Chef Ding and the others yet. They can't make them taste the way you do."
But even though the food cooked by Chef Ding and his team tastes a little worse, there is still a constant stream of diners coming every day for those six dishes, and some even have a queue of people waiting for a table for two months.
Even though the six new dishes were extremely expensive, Fengchi County was not short of rich people, and they only worried about having no place to spend their money.
In just a few days, thanks to the six spicy dishes, the business of Yingxianlou has skyrocketed several times, easily suppressing the Yushanlou across the street.
Ye Diao rested his elbows on the table, moved closer to Xue Huan, and asked half-seriously, "Xiaoxian, you're not hiding anything, are you?"
Xue Huan did have something to hide, but would she tell her that the secret she was hiding was Lingquan?
"Brother Ye, what you said is so hurtful. If I wanted to keep it secret, why would I tell you? The same dish tastes different when made by different people. You should know this, right?"
Ye Diao slapped his lips hurriedly. "I'm just being overly suspicious, please don't blame me, Xiaoxian. By the way, after all this talk, you still haven't told me what this culinary consultant does?"
Xue Huan took a sip of tea and said, "If we want Yingxianlou's business to continue to be this good, or even better than it is now, we can't just rely on those six dishes. We have to constantly innovate dishes to hook the hearts of those diners."
Ye Diao nodded repeatedly. He knew this truth, but it was not possible to innovate dishes just by wanting to.
"A culinary consultant is someone who guides the chefs in the restaurant to create new dishes."
Ye Diao's eyes suddenly lit up, "Really?"
Xue Huan nodded.
Ye Diao tapped his palm repeatedly with the handle of his fan, a habit he used when thinking. "If you became Yingxianlou's culinary consultant, how many new dishes could you guarantee you could instruct Chef Ding and the others to create within a month, no, six months?"
This is a fair and impartial business, there can be no ambiguity about this.
Otherwise, if they are talking about it well now, but half a year passes and she hasn't taught him how to cook a new dish, wouldn't he be at a huge loss?
Xue Huan thought for a moment, "Brother Ye, you know, if we're just talking about quantity, stir-fried cabbage is one dish, and spicy chicken is another, but these two dishes obviously can't be lumped together. And this crayfish I made today, this dish alone could easily support an entire restaurant, so let's not talk about quantity, but revenue, what do you think?"
Ye Diao thought what she said made sense. "How about looking at it from the perspective of income?"
"Bring me a pen and paper, and I'll give you a simple list."
Paper and pen were quickly delivered. Xue Huan took the pen and drew a simple bar chart on the paper. "The horizontal line represents the month, and the vertical line represents the income. Suppose Yingxianlou's income in April is 5,000 taels, and in May it is 7,000 taels——"
As she spoke, she drew two strokes on the paper and made a simple note next to it. The income amount for each month was clear at a glance, and the leaf carving was easy to understand.
"Compared to April, everything remained the same in May, except for the addition of six new dishes. So, I can say that most of the extra revenue can be attributed to the new dishes. Is that fair to say?"
Ye Diao nodded and said, "No problem."
"By June, if my income is even lower than in May after I become your consultant, it means I'm just taking the money and doing nothing. I'm useless. You can fire me then, and the contract we signed will be void.
"If the income is at least 10% higher than in May, then it means that hiring me as a consultant is worthwhile, and the 10% of shares you gave me were not wasted. Do you understand what I mean, Brother Ye?"
Ye Diao: "I see, I see, Xiaoxian, you are not only an excellent cook, but also a master in arithmetic."
According to her, as a boss, he only makes profits and never loses money.
Ye Diao immediately asked someone to draft a new contract in triplicate, one for Xue Huan and one for Ye Diao. Finally, one copy had to be sent to the government for filing, so that it would have legal effect.
This is actually similar to a modern contract.
After signing the contract, Ye Diao joked, "Xiaoxian, you've become the second-in-command of Yingxianlou now. Shouldn't you sell us peppers at a lower price?"
Xue Huan simply refused him. "I do intend to lower the price of chili peppers, but not now. Besides, Big Brother Ye sells a plate of spicy chicken for thirty taels, and he makes much more money than me. How dare you ask me to lower the price?"
Ye Diao laughed out loud, "Haha, if you don't want to surrender, then don't surrender." Anyway, the wool comes from the sheep.
After watching Xue Huan's figure disappear around the corner, Ye Diao returned to the restaurant and bumped into a customer.
"Feel sorry--"
Before he finished speaking, he saw an oil-paper bag fall out of the guest's wide sleeves.
The guest, as if afraid that someone would snatch it away, quickly picked up the oil-paper bag and stuffed it back into his sleeve, then hurried out around the leaf sculpture.
At first, Ye Diao didn't think much of it, thinking that the oil-paper package was a dish that the customers took away, but looking at his behavior, it was obvious that he was feeling guilty.
It's just packing, why is he feeling guilty?
Thinking of something, Ye Diao immediately ordered the guy at the door, "Stop him for me!"
Hearing this, the guest ran away, but he was no match for the waiter in Yingxianlou and was pinned to the ground and taken back.
"What are you doing? I paid the bill, and you, Yingxianlou, are planning to detain us as guests?"
The man's shouting attracted a lot of people's attention.
Ye Diao narrowed his eyes and said, "Take out what's in his sleeve."
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