"Miaomiao, you, you don't come any closer."
An Wanwan clutched her chest with one hand and waved to An Miaomiao with the other.
An Miaomiao looked down and a smell wafted over. She gagged and almost threw up again.
Stupid woman!
A smile unconsciously crept onto Nangong Ying's lips as she looked away and noticed Lin Xiaojiu still standing there.
His face changed instantly, just like the weather in June: "Xiao Jiu, are you out of your mind? Go tell Uncle Tong to instruct his men to prepare bathwater for me!"
"Yes, yes, boss, I'll go right away."
Lin Xiaojiu ran towards the restaurant.
When Manager Tong learned that his boss had been vomited on, he made arrangements and quickly came out.
Then I looked at the people standing on both sides.
Shopkeeper Tong was stunned. Could it be such a coincidence?
He quickly stepped forward and introduced himself to them.
An Miaomiao really didn't expect that the person she vomited all over was someone they were about to cooperate with. What should she do?
Nangong Ying frowned as she looked at An Wanwan and the others.
After looking it over.
Nangong Ying said with a disbelieving look, "Uncle Tong, what you told me before was true, that delicious hot pot was really made by one of them? You must be mistaken!"
An Wanwan replied to him, "If you don't believe me, you can watch me do it."
Knowing that An Wanwan was a little angry, Manager Tong quickly said, "Boss, I was watching her do it, there's no mistake."
Before either of them could speak.
Manager Tong persuaded them to go to the backyard living room.
Nangong Ying didn't say anything to An Wanwan and the others for the time being; he planned to take a shower first and then talk to them.
When An Wanwan saw that her sisters' clothes were dirty, she asked Manager Tong to send someone to tell An Dafu and the others that she would go to the clothing store outside and buy them a new dress to change into.
Nangong Ying arrived before she even reached the living room.
An Wanwan and the others smelled a fragrance.
Fortunately, it smells good.
An Wanwan could still smell it, otherwise she probably would have rushed out to vomit.
Nangong Ying came in, glanced at An Miaomiao, and seeing that she had also changed her clothes, he looked away and sat down in the main seat.
"You think of our Floating Cloud Pavilion when you encounter trouble? You're quite clever. Since you want to rely on our Floating Cloud Pavilion, then show us your sincerity now."
Nangong Ying's implication was that An Wanwan should hand over the formula.
An Wanwan said calmly, "Young Master Nangong, do you know why I want to see you? It's true that we want to rely on your Fuyun Tower, but I'm not going to give you the formula directly."
Nangong Ying glanced at Manager Tong, her displeasure evident in her eyes.
An Wanwan noticed and said, "Don't glare at Manager Tong, he doesn't know any of this."
"Then what do you want?"
Nangong Ying leaned back in her chair, picked up her teacup, and sipped her tea at a leisurely pace.
An Wanwan sat up straight and said, "I want a share of the profits, just 10%!"
As soon as she said that...
Nangong Ying laughed: "You're not that old, but you've got some nerve. You want a share of my Fuyun Tower's profits? Do you know how much money my Fuyun Tower makes in a year? You dare to ask for such an exorbitant amount based on just a hot pot recipe!"
A person who is good-looking has a beautiful smile.
It's a pity he was such a good man.
It has a mouth.
An Miaomiao mentally complained.
An Wanwan said firmly, "Now that I've made this offer, it's not just about hot pot. I don't know how much your Fuyunlou restaurant makes in a year, but I can assure you that with my recipe, you'll make even more."
Where does she get her confidence?
Nangong Ying raised a slight eyebrow and said, "Interesting. Then tell me what kinds of prescriptions you have?"
An Wanwan briefly explained: "Hot pot, soup pot, dry pot, and some specialty dishes, such as dry-mixed maocai, scallion-baked crucian carp, clear-stewed crab meat lion's head, crispy duck, etc..."
She knows quite a lot.
Of course, the main reason is that she and An Miaomiao both love food.
One likes to cook, and the other likes to eat.
Nangong Ying had never even heard of any of these things, let alone tried them. He stared at An Wanwan and said in a low voice, "You really know all of this? Are you trying to fool me? Do you know what happens if you lie to me?"
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