Although he didn't want to admit it, the boy who went to keep an eye on him still nodded and said, "I only asked Xu Yuan to help light the fire."
Xu Yuan is the second younger brother who impressed Zhao Huanyu very well.
Duan Kuo didn't say anything. He picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the duck meat. It was delicious and full of color, aroma and taste.
He closed his eyes and chewed slowly, enjoying the taste.
Immediately afterwards, I took another bite of the fish-flavored eggplant stew, and it was so delicious that I smacked my lips.
"Tell me, how can such a simple eggplant be so delicious? How is it made?"
He sighed while eating, feeling that he had never eaten such delicious food in his life.
After that, I no longer held back and just started fucking.
Not long after, Zhao Huanyu came in with the last Dongpo Pork.
Followed by a bunch of diners, like a little tail.
"Hei girl, you cooked all these dishes?"
A younger man leaned against the door and asked with an inquiring look on his face.
When Zhao Huanyu heard the words "black girl", she didn't want to talk to him and asked the boy outside to close the door quickly.
Duan Kuo saw her dark face and laughed heartily. He deliberately stretched out his white and tender arms to compare with her, and said in a brisk tone: "You see, you are already dark, and you don't want anyone to tell you!"
"Bang!"
Zhao Huanyu placed the small clay pot heavily on the table and said with a sullen look on her face: "Do you still want to eat it? You have also seen that I don't have to worry about selling these dishes!"
After saying that, she folded her hands on her chest and turned her head to the side very proudly. The private room was not very soundproof, so people outside heard it and started making noises again.
"Yes, I buy it! I am willing to buy it!"
"I'm the shopkeeper of Piaoxianglou in the next street. Girl, I'm willing to buy it!"
"I am Qian Lixiang's shopkeeper!"
…
People outside even started to give prices, and they all gave me two hundred taels of silver.
Duan Kuo was so angry that he slapped the table: "What are you doing standing around outside? You are trying to steal business right in front of me! Lao Qi, what do you do for food!"
Shopkeeper Qi's panicked voice sounded outside, and then he led a group of waiters to drive people away. It was extremely chaotic.
Duan Kuo looked at Zhao Huanyu's arrogant look and immediately laughed angrily and asked: "Did you do it on purpose?"
"This has nothing to do with me. They blocked the door and came up with me."
Zhao Huanyu will not take the blame!
"Fine."
Duan Kuo leaned back and sighed slightly, thinking that these people outside were really doing bad things to him today.
He pointed to the small sealed clay pot on the table with his folding fan, and said lightly: "Show it."
Zhao Huanyu stepped forward to uncover the peach blossom paper in person, and a strong fragrance immediately poured into the nostrils, making everyone present instantly salivate.
"What kind of paper is this? It's still fine after being stained with water?"
Duan Kuo felt that it was a bit magical. Ordinary paper would break when exposed to water.
"Peach Blossom Paper," Zhao Huanyu blurted out, but thinking that she didn't know if such a thing existed in this era, she changed her words and said, "It's the kind of paper used to make paper kites. The paper is thin and tough, not easy to break."
Duan Kuo nodded, this black girl always has these new words coming out of her mouth, it's interesting!
He took a piece of meat and put it into his mouth. It was smooth and tender, fat but not greasy, and had a light aroma of wine, which was refreshing.
Zhao Huanyu looked at him triumphantly and asked: "How is it, are you satisfied?"
Duan Kuo ate one piece and felt unsatisfied. After eating another piece, he said slowly: "Okay, I'll buy it. Please give me a price."
After saying that, he looked at her leisurely.
Zhao Huanyu didn't expect that he would let her ask for a price, so she said very aggressively: "The people outside are shouting for two hundred taels. If Master Duan doesn't give me three hundred taels, it seems unreasonable, huh?"
Duan Kuo restrained himself and closed his eyes, adjusted his emotions, forced himself to raise the corners of his mouth, and then applauded in a forced manner: "Hei Niu, I am your savior, is this how you repay me?"
"If you call me black girl again, I'll call you chubby boy, whoever is afraid of you!"
Zhao Huanyu bared her teeth, probably because she had been with Duan Kuo for a while and felt that he seemed to have a good temper, and then she started to dare to say such things in front of others.
Shopkeeper Qi finally managed to deal with the people coming in from outside. Hearing these words as soon as he entered the door, he was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.
This black girl is so brave. She dares to talk to her little bully like that. She is not willing to die!
Unexpectedly, Duan Kuo actually laughed out loud: "You can scream if you like, little black girl."
"Little Fatty!"
Zhao Huanyu was furious, causing Duan Kuo to laugh again.
Shopkeeper Qi felt that he was a little delusional. Is this still the arrogant and unreasonable little bully in his family? How come he has such a good relationship with a black girl?
The most important thing is that the bully hates people saying he is fat, and they usually dare not mention it!
I can still laugh now!
After laughing, Duan Kuo finally got down to business: "Okay, three hundred taels is three hundred taels, but from now on, you can only sell your recipes to me."
Duan Kuo gently knocked on the table with the folding fan used to store sex, and it seemed that the matter was settled.
Seeing how cheerful he was, Zhao Huanyu continued to push further: "Then can you also give me one hundred taels for my future recipes?"
Before Duan Kuo had time to speak this time, shopkeeper Qi couldn't help but speak: "Little girl, your asking price is too harsh!"
Although this recipe is indeed good and it can attract customers, how long will it take for their restaurant to earn back the one hundred taels of silver?
What's more, many people are very fond of new dishes and hate the old ones. They might not like the dishes after two days, and wouldn't their restaurant suffer a big loss?
Zhao Huanyu said without forcing others to do anything: "It doesn't matter. If you don't want me, you can go to other places and ask."
Although she felt from the bottom of her heart that this little chubby boy was good, and if she could sell it to him, she would have more protection in the future, but if she didn't make a show now, how could she be worthy of the word "high price"?
"But……"
"Okay," Duan Kuo interrupted shopkeeper Qi somewhat unhappily, "I can still get it for just a few hundred taels of silver."
He glanced at the boy next to him, who understood and handed over three 100-tael silver notes.
Zhao Huanyu quickly packed up the banknotes, then tried hard to hide the smile on his face, cleared his throat and said: "Which of you can write, I will memorize the recipe for you to write."
Shopkeeper Qi hurriedly stepped forward: "Let me write it. This is a secret recipe and cannot be known to too many people."
Duan Kuo said nothing and allowed shopkeeper Qi to send the other boys out. Suddenly, only the three of them and Wu Gui, Duan Kuo's most trusted personal servant, were left in the private room.
Wu Gui went out to find pen and paper, and Zhao Huanyu began to recite the recipe.
The recipes are not difficult and sound simple, which means that the method is easy for people to learn.
Duan Kuo couldn't help but hit Shopkeeper Qi: "These recipes are made by a few cooks who have signed a death contract. If you dare to leak them to the outside world, I want them to look good."
"Yes, don't worry, boss."
Shopkeeper Qi put away the recipes properly and left. Duan Kuo then asked Zhao Huanyu: "Are you satisfied?"