There's no need to guard the house or anything like that, just stick a hallucinogenic talisman paper in the yard and be done with it.
The most valuable things in her yard are the few chickens left in the chicken coop and three pigs.
So she added a few more hallucinogenic talismans in the chicken coop and pigpen. If anyone had the ability to steal the chickens and pigs, that would be a real talent!
Of course, Meng Changjin still put a lock on the door to indicate that the owner was not at home. As long as someone did not want to sneak in, they would naturally come back at another time after seeing the lock on the door.
If he saw the lock on the door and knew she was not at home so he planned to climb over the wall to steal something, then Meng Changjin could only say congratulations in advance.
Because of the busy farming season recently, Grandpa Liu did not drive the ox cart between Lihua Village and Qingyuan County. Those who wanted to go to Qingyuan County had to walk.
Because of his hard work in cultivation during this period and the improved diet, his skinny body has gained some weight, and his dry and frizzy hair has become much darker and smoother.
However, for Meng Changjin, the most important thing is that he can clearly feel that his physical strength has improved and his body is full of energy.
The feeling of having arms and legs that are so thin that they seem like they can break if bent is not good at all.
Maybe it was the busy farming season brought about by the autumn harvest, Meng Changjin didn’t meet anyone on the way to Qingyuan County. Only when he arrived in Qingyuan County did he feel a little lively.
After Meng Changjin arrived in Qingyuan County, he immediately looked for
A restaurant that looks quite large.
A restaurant that is too small will not spend money to buy a recipe. If you want to sell a recipe, you have to find a restaurant that has plenty of money.
Meng Changjin quickly locked onto a restaurant called Zhenxiulou.
As soon as Meng Changjin stepped into the restaurant, a waiter came up to greet him warmly.
The other party looked diligent and efficient. Meng Changjin glanced at her and indicated that she had some business to discuss with their shopkeeper.
When the enthusiastic waiter heard that Meng Changjin didn't want to eat, he didn't change his enthusiastic attitude. After leading Meng Changjin to a seat, he ran to the yard at the back to call the shopkeeper.
Meng Changjin took a look around the interior of the restaurant while the owner of Zhenxiulou had not arrived yet. Meng Changjin found that there were only a few tables of guests in the restaurant.
But think about it, it’s not even dinner time yet, and there are already several tables of guests in Zhenxiulou, which is quite good.
Thinking of the enthusiastic attitude of the waiter at Zhenxiulou, Meng Changjin knew that there was a reason why Zhenxiulou was doing good business.
At least this enthusiastic attitude can easily make people feel good about it.
Not long after, Meng Changjin saw the enthusiastic waiter coming out from behind, and in front of him, followed a middle-aged man, who must be the shopkeeper.
The middle-aged man walked straight towards her and sat opposite Meng Changjin.
"I heard that the lady has business to discuss with me. I wonder what business it is?" The middle-aged man picked up the ceramic teapot on the table, turned over two upside-down cups, poured tea into them, handed one cup to Meng Changjin, and placed one cup in front of himself.
"I have two recipes and I want to sell them to your restaurant." Meng Changjin picked up the tea, took a sip, and went straight to the point.
If Zhenxiulou was interested in buying, she would continue the discussion. If not, she could get straight to the point and the other party would surely respond, and she wouldn't have to waste too much time here.
"I wonder what the menu is?" asked the middle-aged shopkeeper.
This is what I mean by intention to find out.
"They are two signature dishes. I have just looked at the dishes of your restaurant. There are quite a few signature dishes, but they are still missing two substantial meat dishes." While Meng Changjin was looking around the interior of the restaurant, he also looked through the names of the dishes displayed in the restaurant.
There is one chicken and one fish among the signature dishes, but there is no signature dish that is obviously made with pork.
This is not to say that Zhenxiulou does not have pork dishes, but pork dishes are not its signature dish.
"Oh? This is interesting, but whether it can be considered a signature dish or not, you still have to try it to know. Why don't you move to the backyard and let you make it yourself first. If the taste is really as you said, I will definitely buy your recipe at a reasonable price. Otherwise, I won't charge you for the ingredients you use." The middle-aged shopkeeper thought for a while and spoke.
"No problem." Meng Changjin said confidently.
She ordered a large piece of pork belly and other miscellaneous ingredients, making it impossible for others to guess how she was going to cook it.
After closing the door, Meng Changjin started to get busy.
When selling a recipe, you must let the other party know what the recipe tastes like, whether it is good, and whether it is worth buying.
Therefore, cooking skills are particularly important.
Of course, the two dishes that Meng Changjin chose to sell are not very demanding on cooking skills. As long as you follow the steps step by step, anyone with hands can make them.
Nearly an hour later, the middle-aged shopkeeper who was drinking tea and waiting in the yard suddenly sniffed and smelled a strong aroma of meat.
He looked at the closed door and couldn't drink his tea anymore.
After waiting for several more minutes, the door opened and the aroma of meat became stronger.
The aroma is slightly sweet and a little spicy, but the most important thing is the fragrance.
Meng Changjin walked out with a plate in one hand and placed two dishes on the table next to the middle-aged shopkeeper.
"My cooking is average. If I let experienced chefs make it, it should be better." Meng Changjin said modestly.
Because he didn't have a watch and couldn't control the time perfectly, Meng Changjin felt that he was doing an average job.
She had tasted it and found it tasted a little worse than what Yu's mother made.
But even if her cooking is average, these two dishes have everything they should have, so it shouldn't be a big problem.
The shopkeeper first fanned the aroma with his hands to let it drift into his nose, then he closed his eyes and sniffed it before picking up the chopsticks to taste the two dishes respectively.
The two dishes that Meng Changjin chose to sell were the braised pork which was a perfect match with pork belly, and the other dish was the four-happiness meatballs which were definitely on the Chinese New Year’s dinner table.
The shopkeeper tasted the Four-Happiness Meatballs first, which felt tender and fresh when he put them in his mouth. There were indeed some minor problems, but because of Meng Changjin's words that her cooking was just average, and the fact that the chefs at Zhenxiulou had their own opinions, there was almost no problem in perfecting it with a recipe.
Then he stretched out his chopsticks to the braised pork. The cubes of meat were large and brown in color. He picked up a piece and put it into his mouth. The first thing he tasted was a slight sweetness.
After chewing it twice, you can immediately feel the softness of the meat. It is not dry at all and melts in your mouth.
Moreover, the sweet taste may seem a bit strange at first, but once you swallow the meat, you will want to eat another piece, and then another, and so on.
When the shopkeeper finally came back to his senses from the delicious food, there were only two pieces of meat left on the plate.
Meng Changjin looked at it with satisfaction. Although this was because she didn't cook much in the first place, it looked like this recipe should be able to sell.
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