inside the house.
Jiang Wuli and Shopkeeper Fang sat on either side of the eight-immortal table, while Jiang Yongtian and Xiaojiu sat on stools. Ge Shuzhen, who was boiling water in the kitchen, would occasionally peek into the main room, curious about whether the deal could be concluded and how much money could be made. She felt restless, as if her heart was being scrambled.
Inside the hall.
Grandpa and Shopkeeper Fang flattered each other for a while before getting to the point.
Shopkeeper Fang said bluntly, "Our boss agrees with Miss Jiang's terms. Considering Miss Jiang's family's current situation, the boss has specifically instructed that the commission for dishes and the money for seasonings be settled every two weeks. However, our restaurant also has a condition, which is that you can only sell this all-purpose seasoning to us and not to anyone else. Is that okay?"
Jiang Kexin nodded. "No problem. That's why we never serve the dish Fuqi Feipian when we sell food at the dock. We do this to give your restaurant a fresh taste. We want to take advantage of this momentum and push your restaurant to the next level."
Shopkeeper Fang was surprised. He didn't expect that the girl thought so far ahead. She had been prepared from the very beginning. The girl was very thoughtful.
"Okay, let's sign the document."
After saying that, Shopkeeper Fang took out two pieces of paper from his sleeve, on which were densely written words. After all, Ke Xin was a doctor of agricultural science and had been in school for more than ten years, so she had received a good education. But when faced with these words... she was at a loss. The winding words looked like paintings to her, and she really couldn't understand them.
Ke Xin took it in her hand, and after just one glance, she felt dizzy. She immediately handed the document to her grandfather: "Grandpa, I don't know many words, but I'd like to trouble you to take a look at it. If there is no problem, I will sign it."
Jiang Wuli now understood why the girl had called him here. However, it was necessary for him to check such a big thing. He immediately picked up the document. What was written on it was exactly the same as what he had just said. He nodded to Kexin and said, "You can sign it."
Grandpa said it’s okay, so if I don’t sign now, when will I sign?
Ke Xin stood up, walked to the table, and signed her name directly with the pen and ink brought by her grandfather. Although it looked like an old cockroach crawling, it was still a name after all.
Shopkeeper Fang sighed inwardly at the sight of this writing. It was a shame to have such a good brain but no good hands. He handed her another signed receipt and said, "Miss Jiang, our boss would like to treat you to a meal. Is that convenient?"
The boss invites you to dinner?
Not only were the Jiang family members present surprised, but even Ke Xin herself was astonished. She had no idea what the boss's motive was for looking for her!
In the room, everyone looked at her, waiting for her answer, and at this time Ge Shuzhen brought boiled water, breaking the silent atmosphere in the room.
Shaoqing, Ke Xin nodded: "Okay, I will take my brother with me."
This is what Shopkeeper Fang meant. He needs to bring at least one person with him. Otherwise, he is afraid that his young master will suffer. If he is blackmailed by this girl, then...
"Okay then, let's meet at Liu's Restaurant at noon tomorrow."
Ke Xin: "Okay, I'll bring three pounds of all-purpose material with me, and I'll tell you how to use it later."
Fang Yaozu had already answered what she wanted to say, so he naturally didn't say anything else. He stood up, bowed to Jiang Wuli, said goodbye to Jiang Yongtian, and left with a victorious smile.
In the hall
Jiang Wuli was shocked when he saw the note saying that one pound of all-purpose material would cost three taels of silver. He was also very curious about what kind of material it was that cost so much silver. Moreover, the other party wanted three pounds at once, which was nine taels of silver, which was the total income of an ordinary family without eating or drinking.
"Nine, your seasoning is three ounces per pound, and it's made of meat?"
Ke Xin laughed and said, "Grandpa, this dish doesn't have meat, but it does have oil. If you stay for dinner tonight, I'll make you a dish of hot and cold lung slices, a spicy fish, a chopped pepper fish head, and a nine-turn large intestine to go with the wine."
Jiang Wuli started drooling when he heard about these delicious dishes. Although he didn't know what spicy and chopped pepper were, since both names had the word "fish" after them, he guessed they were meat dishes.
Jiang Wuli narrowed his eyes happily: "Oh, I'm in for a treat again today."
Ever since Jiang Kexin came, he has eaten meat twice in the past few days. His life is getting more and more comfortable. He just feels sorry for the eldest and second sons' families who can only eat pickled vegetables and drink porridge.
Although Grandpa controlled his expression very well, Xiaojiu could more or less guess what Grandpa was thinking. But thinking about it, a lot of fish were changed today, both big and small. Instead of making dried fish, it would be better to make them all tonight so that everyone can get together and have a happy meal.
Thinking of this, Ke Xin told her mother about this matter. After getting her mother's consent, she went to the kitchen to busy herself.
In the afternoon, the Jiang family's yard was very lively. The adults in the Jiang family were sitting in the house drinking water, eating melon seeds and chatting. In the yard, Jiang Shan directed his brothers and sisters to clean the newly bought pig offal, and in the kitchen, the two sisters-in-law helped Kexin with her hands.
The whole family was having fun together and looked so harmonious, which made Jiang Wuli feel relieved. How could such a harmonious family worry about not being rich?
In the kitchen, the sizzling sound of chili oil was heard, followed by a rich, fragrant and spicy smell wafting out of the kitchen. The aroma stimulated everyone working there to glance into the kitchen.
Jiang Hui, the eldest son of the second uncle's family, couldn't stand the fragrance. He shook the water droplets on his hands and ran over. He leaned on the kitchen window and peeked in: "Jiu, what are you doing? It smells so good."
Jiang Hui's younger brother, Jiang Zhong, leaned on his brother's shoulder, looked into the kitchen and said with a smile, "Sister, cook more food tonight. I can eat five big bowls tonight."
When Jiang Hui heard his brother say this, he laughed and scolded him, "Five bowls? Do you think your stomach is that big? I'm afraid you'll die of stuffing."
"It's better to die of fullness than to die of hunger."
The two brothers laughed and scolded each other, and Ke Xin looked up and said with a smile: "I won't be responsible if you eat too much. I told you so in advance."
Mrs. Hui and Mrs. Fu walked out with a smile. If they eat more food tonight with this dish, they would be stupid.
The adults had one table in the main hall, and outside the yard, the tables were arranged in a long strip. There were seven brothers, two sisters-in-law, and one Kexin. The dishes on the table were all served in large pots, and the staple food was steamed buns made of three-grain flour.
Seeing that several brothers and sisters-in-law were there, but her eldest brother and sister-in-law were missing, she felt quite unhappy. Ke Xin invited everyone to eat: "Brothers and sisters-in-law, you guys eat first. I'll go and pick up my eldest brother and sister-in-law. You don't have to wait for us."
When Jiang Fu, the eldest son of the uncle's family, heard that Jiang Xin and his wife were coming back for dinner, he immediately said, "Let your sister-in-law Fu and your sister-in-law Hui accompany you. It's getting dark now, little girl, don't walk at night."
Jiang Hui nodded repeatedly: "That's right, go ahead, we'll have dinner when you come back."
Ke Xin wanted to refuse, but she was too embarrassed to speak out because of her two brothers' kindness, so she agreed. The three of them chatted and laughed all the way up the hillside.
Entering the thatched hut, the three people vaguely heard voices of "beat him to death" and "beat him to death". Ke Xin saw through the broken window that several people in the house were swinging their arms and beating people.
Ke Xin exclaimed, "Someone hit my brother."
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