The largest restaurant in town, Liuji Restaurant.
The restaurant is packed with guests every day, with no empty seats.
Jiang Shan stood outside the restaurant and wandered for a while before he went into the store with his head held high. The waiter thought he was there to eat, but when he heard Jiang Shan pushing the dishes, his face fell.
"We have such a big restaurant, what kind of dishes can't we make? Why would we need your country folk's food?"
The waiter started talking as soon as he opened his mouth, which completely destroyed Jiang Shan's last bit of self-confidence. However, it was okay to say that he was a peasant, but he couldn't insult the food cooked by the waiter.
Jiang Shan, his face flushed and his neck thick, retorted: "What's wrong with being from the countryside? The food cooked by the country people is still better than the food in your big restaurant. Humph, who are you looking down on? Aren't you also a peasant three generations ago? Without us peasants, you would be nothing."
After that, he glared at the waiter and walked out angrily: "What's the matter? If you don't want this dish, I'll go sell it across the street. I won't kill you."
Liu Feiyang, who passed by, heard every word of this. He glanced at the person beside him, and the latter immediately understood and stepped forward to stop Jiang Shan who had already walked a few meters away.
"Hey young man, I just heard you say there are some delicious dishes in this basket. I wonder what they look like? Can you show me?"
Standing before him was a young man in his twenties, dressed in brocade. He had a friendly smile, even friendlier than the waiter at the restaurant. Seeing this, Jiang Shan opened the cloth covering the basket and said, "This is a cold dish I made at home. I originally wanted to sell it to the restaurant, but they didn't know the value of it."
When the cloth was lifted, a spicy aroma hit his nose, and the fiery red color was tempting. The appearance alone was very attractive. As for how it tasted, it still needed to be tasted.
He smiled and said, "Little brother, I wonder if I can try it, otherwise I don't know whether I should buy it!"
Jiang Shan chuckled when he heard that: "No problem, if it doesn't taste good, I won't charge you. I'm that confident."
After that, he took out a pair of clean chopsticks from the bottom of the basket and handed them to him, and said: "You are only allowed to taste it. You must not use these chopsticks again. Otherwise, it will be unhygienic."
After waking up, my little sister washed her hands as soon as she got home. She even had more etiquette for eating than the rich. She scolded me for a long time just for picking a piece of meat off the plate...
Beiming smiled and nodded in agreement, but he didn't expect that such a farmer's family would also be so particular. He picked up two slices from one side and put them in his mouth in a very polite manner. The first bite was numb, spicy, fresh, slightly sweet and fragrant. He just tasted a little bit of something else in the aftertaste, but it was gone before he could savor it in his mouth.
He really regretted not taking more. Alas... being reserved is not a good thing!
Reluctantly putting down his chopsticks, still craving the delicious food, he asked, "Young man, how much do you charge for this dish? If the price is right, I'll buy it."
Jiang Shan's lips trembled with joy when he heard this: "I told you this dish is delicious, but that waiter doesn't know what it is. Humph."
Bei Ming touched his nose, looking a little embarrassed: "Name a price."
Jiang Shan, aware of the digression, immediately returned to the main topic. However, when it came to the question of silver, he became very nervous, really afraid of scaring people away with his mouth. He pinched the corner of his clothes, slowly extended a finger, and made up his mind: "Ten taels of silver is the price, but my dish is really delicious, the only one in the whole town."
Ten taels of silver is not cheap, but the dish is indeed worth the price. Beiming glanced up and down at Jiang Shan. He was wearing coarse cloth clothes that were washed white, and shoes that were worn out and almost exposed his toes. He had a silly look on his face and did not look like a businessman.
Bei Ming wiped away the gleam in his eyes, smiled, and pulled out a silver ingot from his pocket: "Who made this and asked you to sell it?"
"I...why should I tell you? My family only sells vegetables."
Jiang Shan wanted to tell the truth, but when he thought about the fact that he was a man and not from the restaurant, he became more cautious, fearing that if the news got out, he would be scared away by his sister's reputation. If he didn't buy this cold dish, the ten taels of silver would be gone.
Bei Ming laughed. He really underestimated this simple-minded person. He didn't expect that he was just silly on the outside, but he was not stupid at heart. He smiled and said, "If I still want to eat this dish, you have to tell me where to buy it."
Jiang Shan breathed a sigh of relief. So that's what he meant. He said, "We'll be selling food at the South Pier the day after tomorrow. If you want to eat, go buy it there."
After he got the news, he didn't linger any longer and handed ten taels of silver to Jiang Shan. After handing the basket to Bei Ming, he went home excitedly. All the way, he kept thinking that he made money too quickly, as just a dish cost ten taels.
The private room on the fifth floor of Liuji Restaurant.
Liu Feiyang and Bei Ming sat on chairs with their legs crossed. In front of them were empty plates with a thin layer of soup on them. The shopkeeper standing next to Liu Feiyang had his head almost hanging down to his crotch.
After a long pause, Liu Feiyang said in a dignified tone, "Manager Fang, what do you think would happen if this dish ended up in the restaurant across the street?"
"This...is my fault. I didn't discipline my subordinates well and almost made this serious mistake. Please give me another chance, Young Master."
Manager Fang was quick-witted and admitted his mistake without explaining, which was more than enough. Otherwise, given the young master's fickle temperament, if he listened to him shirking responsibility and making excuses, he would be more than just being scolded.
Liu Fei raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised that the housekeeper was so sensible today. He chuckled softly, "Now that you know, you know what to do, right?"
"Understood. The day after tomorrow, I will go to the South Pier myself."
.......
Anjia Village, Jiang Yongtian's home.
The second brother foolishly held the silver in his palm and laughed foolishly: "Sister, you are too awesome. You sold ten taels of silver for just such a dish."
Ten taels! He had never seen such a large amount of silver in his life. Today, not only did he see it, he also touched it. He would rather not eat than wash his hands.
Ke Xin picked up the silver with a smile and weighed it in her hand: "Don't tell me, it's quite heavy."
After saying that, the silver ran into the hands of the eldest brother. He also weighed it and came to the same conclusion: "It is indeed very heavy. If there were ten ten-liang pieces, how much heavier would it be?"
Ning Dani's eyes were glued to the silver in Jiang Xin's hand. As soon as her hand touched it, the silver ran away again. When she looked carefully, the silver fell into her mother-in-law's hands, and she was staring at her with a pair of cow-like eyes. She smiled awkwardly and turned her head away. "If I can't see it, there is no embarrassment."
Ke Xin waved to her second brother: "Tell me, how did you sell this vegetable?"
Speaking of this, Jiang Shan started talking and vividly described how he was looked down upon and encountered passers-by. He also told Ke Xin how he confronted the waiter in the restaurant, and he told her everything without missing a word.
"I'm telling you, it's all thanks to that young master who stopped me, otherwise I really wouldn't know who to sell this dish to. Next time if I offend that young master again, I'll have to treat him to a good meal."
Ke Xin was amused: "You have two copper coins in your pocket, just poke your finger and treat them to a meal."
Jiang Shan fiddled with two fingers and lowered his head, looking so pitiful.
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