"Okay, if you need money, I'll tell you." Gu Yan chuckled anxiously.
Song Wan chuckled along, earning back the money she had spent, and she felt so happy inside.
"We won't bring that fool with us to eat fish tomorrow. We'll eat by ourselves." The 'fool' Song Wan was referring to was the young master.
Two of the six fish were sold, and four were eaten by eight people. Although each fish was big and fat, the more they ate, the more they wanted to eat. In addition, among them, except for the stupid servant and her traitor, the appetite was the smallest, so the others wanted to take all the fish.
"It's okay if he wants to eat. Just let him continue to pay the money." Gu Yanji is now under the influence of Song Wan. Whenever he encounters a problem, he subconsciously relies on whether he can make money.
"That's fine!" Song Wan thought about it. Fishing wasn't hard for her anyway. "But let him pay more tomorrow! He ate a lot today!"
I didn't expect that he looked so frail, and his appetite was almost catching up with hers.
"Just let him buy fish like those who come to buy fish, five taels of silver per bowl." Gu Yan suggested hurriedly.
"It's decided!" Song Wan agreed.
The popularity of pickled fish and boiled fish is far greater than this. Everyone who has tried it wants a second bowl. Six slices of fish meat are not enough.
Six slices of meat cost five taels of silver. Someone murmured that it was too expensive. What's wrong with being expensive? If you think it's expensive, just don't buy it. This was what one of the rich people on the ship said.
If I don’t buy it, maybe he will eat one more bowl.
Under normal circumstances, it takes half a month to travel from Xinzhou to Tahuiguan by boat without stopping, so food and drinks are prepared in advance and stored in the ship's granary.
You can cook your own food at your own expense, or you can eat from the big pot on the boat, which is a big pot of stew, and the staple food is steamed buns and porridge.
Rich families will have their own cooks, while those who cannot afford it will eat from a big pot.
There was limited food, oil, rice and vegetables on the boat, and the cook at home kept making the same few dishes over and over again. After eating them for a few days, I got tired of them.
If you want to eat fresh fish, you can only eat fish from the river. Chefs usually stew fish with vegetables. The fish soup is delicious, but it will be bland if you drink too much.
Pickled fish is different from boiled fish. They never imagined that fish could be so delicious.
The usually inconspicuous pickles and fish cooked together can actually be so delicious. Why didn’t their cook think of this method?
After tasting the two kinds of fish, a wealthy man with a kind heart decided to send someone back to see if he could win over the cook who knew how to cook fish and use her for his own purposes before she got off the boat.
But who would have thought that the servant who was sent to buy fish yesterday immediately replied that the person who could cook the fish was not the cook, but a young and handsome young man.
The rich man was immediately dumbfounded. Isn't it the norm in this world that women learn cooking and gentlemen stay away from the kitchen?
At this moment, the young and handsome man mentioned by the servant was being dragged by Song Wan to apply ointment for his burns. "Why didn't you tell me yesterday?"
Gu Yan glanced anxiously at Gu Wu, who was standing aside after making his complaint, and chose to explain to Song Wan first, "It's just some oil splashing, it's nothing."
I’ve been wounded many times more severely on the battlefield before. This little wound on the back of my hand is nothing.
"Oh no, it won't look good if it leaves a mark." Song Wan applied the ointment and made sure that nothing was missed before letting go of Gu Yan's anxious hand.
"Awan likes men with beautiful hands?" Gu Yan quickly caught this point.
"I like you." Song Wan said seriously, "So you have to get my consent before you can get hurt. You are mine."
Song Wan imitated the behavior habits of a team member in the apocalypse. She knew that she had to take good care of the man she chose, otherwise he might be eaten by zombies accidentally, and all her previous efforts would be in vain.
No, there are no zombies here, but there are bad guys, so she still has to protect Gu Yanji.
When Gu Wu heard Song Wan's confession to his master, he quietly withdrew and thought to himself that his complaint was indeed correct. Look, this is how this kind of relationship was formed.
Gu Wu left the small kitchen without changing his expression, hoping that his master could get married sooner... err, marry Miss Song sooner.
Gu Yan was upset by Song Wan's sudden confession of liking him, but he didn't forget to respond to her, "I like Ah Wan, too."
"Well, then we like each other." Song Wan patted his shoulder, "So you have to listen to me from now on."
Gu Yan was anxiously wondering if people in the place where she lived expressed their feelings so directly.
After applying the ointment, the redness on the back of her hand had not yet subsided. Song Wan stared at it for a long time. She began to wonder if it was too late for Song Qi and Gu Wu to learn how to cook.
The passengers who had eaten pickled fish and boiled fish yesterday were still craving for the two dishes after a night away, so they sent their servants over after breakfast to ask if there was any fish for sale at noon.
What's worse is that some people come early in the morning and queue up directly.
Song Wan didn't expect that they loved eating fish so much. It was as if the money came to her on its own initiative.
She and Gu Yan discussed it hurriedly and decided that it would be a waste not to make money from it.
An hour later, Song Wan caught dozens of big fat fish with a bare rope under everyone's expectation, which stunned the passengers around, whether they were just watching the fun or were greedy for her fish meat.
What kind of fishing method is this! Are fish this easy to catch these days? Or do fish caught this way taste better?
There were a few passengers nearby who had tasted a few bites of fish yesterday and were concentrating on recalling the taste.
The fish seemed to be much more tender and fatter than what they usually ate.
This time, the fish were cooked without using the small rented kitchen. The cook on the boat was also among the crowd watching the fun. He had heard yesterday that a woman on the boat had a unique way of fishing. At first he didn't believe it, but now that he saw the truth, he knew that those people were not lying.
So when he knew they wanted to sell fish, he generously gave up his large kitchen temporarily.
Song Wan didn't want to take advantage of him for nothing, so she said bluntly that she would give him two bowls of fish as rent later.
The cook didn't care about the two bowls of fish. He had been on the boat for at least twenty years. The thing he ate the most was fish, and the thing he cooked the most every day was also fish.
The young man who had dinner with Song Wan and others yesterday overslept the next day because he ate too much at night. When his personal servant came to call him to get up, there was a long queue outside the kitchen on the boat.
The young master hit the servant on the head with his fan, "Yuanbao! Why didn't you call me earlier!"
The servant named Yuanbao felt wronged, "Master, you didn't say you had to get up early today, and you always slept until this time when you were at home."
The young man immediately regretted it and hurriedly urged the servant, "Come on! Go and see if that girl has made much today!"
The young man pulled the servant forward, relying on the friendship of having dinner together yesterday, and squeezed to the front. No matter how the people behind him cursed, he ignored them.
It was all because he was so focused on eating yesterday that he forgot to introduce himself. When he squeezed over, Song Wan was instructing Gu Yan to quickly make a new dish. Just now, when he was fishing, he accidentally caught a few big crabs.
As far as I can remember, people here don't eat things with hard shells, thinking it's unlucky to eat them. This is a great benefit for Song Wan.
"Miss! Miss! It's me!" Even if it was not the first time he saw her, the young man would still be surprised and exclaim when he saw a man with an outstanding figure and temperament like Gu Yanji busy in front of the stove.
Song Wan heard the voice and glanced at him quickly, her eyes calm. "It's you. If you want to buy fish, go to the back and queue up."
The young man didn't expect the friendship of a meal to be lost so quickly. He opened his fan and introduced himself, "I almost forgot to introduce myself. I'm from Zezhou, my surname is Yun, and my given name is Zhuo."
"May I ask your name, young lady?" Yun Zhuo asked immediately after he finished speaking.
"Oh, my last name is Song, and his..." Song Wan was about to say 'his last name is Gu', but suddenly remembered that they were pretending to be siblings. So she swallowed the words back and said again, "He has the same last name as me."
It is not normal here for brothers and sisters to have different surnames.
Yun Zhuo secretly observed the two of them, and he understood in a moment. No wonder only men entered the kitchen in Miss Song's family. It turned out that they were marrying into his wife's family.
Song Wan didn't expect that her words would cause such a big misunderstanding on the other party. She didn't want to waste too much time with this guy named Yun, and she also had to keep an eye on the oil to make sure it didn't splash onto Gu Yan.
"If you have nothing else, you can go queue up in the back." Song Wan urged him to go.
Yun Zhuo glanced at the seemingly endless line behind him, his face falling. "Miss Song, can we please spend the money like we did yesterday and eat together?"
How long will the queue last? Besides, when it’s his turn, who can guarantee that there will still be people buying it?
"You want to eat all you can for nine taels of silver?" Song Wan knew that he would not give up easily when he came here today. "This is not a buffet."
Yun Zhuo didn't understand what "self-help" meant, and a look of confusion appeared on his face. What did he say wrong just now? Why was Miss Song so angry?
Yuan Bao cleverly reminded, "Master, Miss Song might mean that the silver you gave me yesterday was too little, and we ate too much."
Speaking of this, Yuanbao himself felt guilty. The three of them almost ate half of the other person's food yesterday.
When Yun Zhuo heard this, he thought it was an easy task. He immediately took out a hundred taels of silver note and tried to secretly slip it into Song Wan's hand. However, he was stopped by a young boy halfway.
Qi Wu drank two bowls of pickled fish soup last night and somehow he no longer felt seasick, so he had the energy to help in the kitchen today.
When he learned that Song Wan asked Gu Yan to cook fish and sell them urgently, he was so numb that he didn't want to say anything.
His master was so well-known that she even brought a major general from the southwest to be his cook willingly.
"Who are you?" Yun Zhuo looked at the boy, "I didn't see you yesterday."
"I am her third brother." Compared to being a traitor, Qi Wu found that he preferred being the third brother. At least he was one generation older than her.
"Oh, it's Brother Song." Yun Zhuo didn't doubt that he was Miss Song's brother. He stuffed the silver into his arms and said secretly, "Here are two hundred taels of silver notes. Can you talk to your sister and let us eat the same as yesterday?"
Qi Fu accepted the banknote without hesitation, and then said seriously, "My sister likes silver ingots, not banknotes."
Upon hearing this, Yun Zhuo quickly waved to Yuan Bao beside him and urged him, "Quick! Give me the silver!"
Yuanbao hesitantly took off the purse filled with silver from his waist and handed it to his young master. He felt that this young man who suddenly appeared seemed to have some bad ideas.
"Here you go! There should be several dozen taels here!" Yun Zhuo stuffed the silver over and asked excitedly, "Is that enough?"
Qi Wu took the silver and replied silently, "Then I'll ask for you."
Yun Zhuo didn't notice anything wrong with his words and said happily, "Thank you very much, little brother Song."
Qi Wu collected a total of 249 taels of silver, and then helped Yun Zhuo pass on a message, "Master, there's this idiot over there who looks quite wealthy. He said he had a great time dining with Master yesterday, so he decided to pay for his food every day and wants to stay with us."
Song Wan: "How much is he willing to give?"
If it was still nine taels, Song Wan wanted to ask Qi Fu to drive everyone to the back and queue up.
"He didn't say, but he gave me two hundred and forty-nine taels of silver as a reward for delivering the message." Qi Fu shook the silver bag in front of Song Wan, as well as the two hundred taels of silver notes he took out from his arms.
What do you call this? Is it that the disciple is better than the master?
Raise the apprentice and starve the master.
Song Wan said, "You are my disciple. Money is something outside of your body. It is better for me to keep it for you."
Qi Wu: "I don't care about this little money."
Song Wan: "Then go help me cheat... No, make more money?"
Qi Wu: "Then take them along to eat together. The more you interact with them, the more money you can make."
Song Wan, content with the money, immediately agreed, "Okay! Go talk to them."
The author has something to say:
Yun Zhuo??? Why did you write me as such a fool?
Song Wan: My team will indefinitely include people who have a lot of money and are stupid.
Yun Zhuo...Okay, I can be stupid.
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