But she was curious about who wrote the note that Shopkeeper Cui got.
Just as he was about to leave, he saw the shopkeeper Zhong from Liuweizhai coming over with a plate with a few snacks on it. When he got closer, he saw clearly that the plate contained Dafu.
Various flavors are available.
"Miss Song is really a stranger. She doesn't even come to my place when she comes to town. If a waiter from the shop hadn't come to the teahouse to deliver snacks and saw her, I wouldn't have known about her."
Shopkeeper Zhong was quite complaining.
"These are the new Dafu flavors in the store. I saw that Miss Song liked them last time, so I brought some here for you to try today."
Looking at the snacks on the plate in front of me, I was really greedy.
"Shopkeeper Zhong really understands me. I happen to be very hungry. Thank you very much." Song Chen was not polite at all. He pinched a piece and put it in his mouth.
People here probably like sweet snacks when they eat snacks. Song Chen felt it was a bit greasy, but it was just right with a sip of tea after eating it.
"Liuweizhai is indeed the best dim sum shop in Dayong, and Dafu's is really good at it."
Except for being slightly sweeter, Song Chen felt that it was not much different from what he was eating now.
Shopkeeper Zhong was naturally happy to receive Song Chen's praise, "Our boss tried to make it himself first. Only if he can make a successful taste will the shop below make it."
"Are the dim sums sold in each of your shops made by each shop's own chef?" This is what Shopkeeper Song Chen Tingzhong meant.
Shopkeeper Zhong nodded, "Each shop has a master who makes snacks according to the recipes given by the boss. However, the masters in each shop have signed a contract of betrayal, so there is no need to worry that the recipes will leak out."
Fang Zi is the God of Wealth, so anyone who comes into contact with Fang Zi must be one of our own.
Song Chen naturally understood this, but everyone's perception of things is different. In this case, wouldn't the dim sum sold by every Liuweizhai store have a different taste?
If this were placed in modern times, the brand would be questioned.
However, Song Chen nodded and said nothing more, after all, the times were so far apart.
"Have you brought the paper, shopkeeper Zhong?" Song Chen had eaten and drank enough, and calculated that the time was almost up.
She couldn't say nothing when others took the trouble to bring her snacks, otherwise wouldn't she be too ignorant?
But shopkeeper Zhong was confused when she asked, "What does Miss Song want the paper for?"
"I'm writing you a recipe. Didn't your boss tell you? I will provide you with a recipe every once in a while, and I will get a share from your Liuweizhai."
Of course shopkeeper Zhong knew, "Miss Song, will you give it now?"
He thought it wouldn't be so fast, but Dafu is still selling well.
"Well, it's better to choose the day than to hit it. I'll write down the recipe first. It will take time for your boss to study it yourself, and then it will take time for the masters to study. It will take almost half a month to do it one at a time."
Making dim sum is no better than other things. Some people may not be able to make it even if they follow the recipe. Especially people like Liuweizhai who make a large amount of food and have to keep trying to grasp the proportions in order to make the best one.
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Song Chen was so considerate in helping them that Shopkeeper Zhong naturally smiled and said, "Miss Song, wait a moment, I'll get the paper right away."
After saying that, shopkeeper Zhong ran away in a hurry.
Song Chen looked at the empty plate, carefully thought about what else he wanted to eat, and wrote down the recipe first.
Shopkeeper Zhong left and came very quickly, smiling the whole time, which made all the shopkeepers in the teahouse look at him several times.
"I said, Lao Zhong, you have found some money, you are so happy."
Shopkeeper Zhong smiled even more happily, "That's not true. What I'm doing is better than picking up silver."
“What is better than silver?”
Shopkeeper Zhong smiled and said nothing.
After sending the paper to Song Chen and ordering a pot of good tea, shopkeeper Zhong sat aside and waited quietly for Song Chen.
Song Chen took out a bag made of black cloth from her body, which contained her homemade charcoal pens. She didn't plan to practice calligraphy anymore because she didn't have the patience.
Every time he thought of the words he had written with his brush, Song Chen felt disgusted with himself.
She held the charcoal pen in her hand and wrote quickly. In just one cup of tea, Song Chen wrote out a new recipe for dim sum. This time, the recipe she wrote contained some ingredients that were difficult to find, and Su Ze and the others had never come across them.
, so she wrote in more detail.
Shopkeeper Zhong frowned when he got the prescription.
"Miss Song, there are some things you wrote here that I have never heard of."
Song Chen was not surprised, "Give it to Su Ze first and see what he says."
If it really doesn't work, she will go to space to do it.
Shopkeeper Zhong carefully put the prescription away, "Well, okay, I'll show it to my boss first, but it will take a few days. My boss has something to do and has to return to Beijing."
"There's no rush anyway. Daifuku is so loved by customers that it can last a little longer."
"That's true. Nowadays, many customers must bring a piece of Dafu back when they enter the store. I thought that other snacks would be difficult to sell, but it turned out to be the opposite. Other snacks also sold better, and other stores also sold better.
It seems to be the same."
Such a good thing makes the clerk in the store very happy every day.
Because since the sale of Dafu, the boss has increased the wages of every clerk in each store by 10%.
Song Chen smiled and said nothing.
Shopkeeper Zhong said that this situation was actually an inevitable result. He understood it when he sold passion fruit jam before, but now he is confused.
In fact, Dafu and passion fruit jam are the same. On the one hand, they bring traffic to the store, and on the other hand, they stimulate consumption.
The ten or eight people who can enter Liuweizhai are not short of money. Of course, it is impossible to leave with only a box of Dafu, but at least half of these eight people go there for Dafu.
After drinking a cup of tea ordered by shopkeeper Zhong, it tasted much better than what she ordered.
Drinking tea has always been an exclusive pastime for the rich in ancient times. She would not be able to part with a pot of tea at every turn.
"Shopkeeper Zhong, do you still want to sit down?" It was already noon, and Song Chen had other things to do.
"I'm not going to sit down anymore. It's a coincidence today, why don't I invite Miss Song to have dinner with us?" Shopkeeper Zhong got another prescription and was very happy.
I used to feel that I was being exiled by becoming a shopkeeper in Chongyun Town, but I didn't want to meet Song Chen. This was simply gilding him, and he could go directly to Beijing in the future.
"I really can't eat anymore. I appreciate Shopkeeper Zhong's kindness. I have something else to do, so I won't disturb Shopkeeper Zhong."
Having just eaten so much Dafu and drank tea, Song Chen felt very full.
Shopkeeper Zhong knew that Song Chen was not the kind of person to be coy, so he didn't force it at the moment.
But when he went to the teahouse to pay the bill, he realized that Song Chen had already given him the tea money.
"Where does that girl come from? She looks plain and simple, and she paid ten taels of silver without batting an eye when paying the bill." The teahouse owner looked at Song Chen's departure and chatted with shopkeeper Zhong.
Shopkeeper Zhong was still a little angry at him for taking Song Chen's money, "You stinky guy, you only see money in your eyes. It was obviously the tea I ordered, why did you take other people's money?"
The teahouse owner was a little aggrieved, "I didn't want to take it. The girl wanted to give her life and death. In the end, she left after losing ten taels of silver. Look, the money is still here."
Shopkeeper Zhong looked down and saw that there was indeed a silver ingot next to the abacus.
Shopkeeper Zhong glanced at him sideways and strode back to Liuweizhai.
After Song Chen came out of the teahouse, he also went to Liuweizhai and bought a few boxes of Dafu to take back.
Liuweizhai got Dafu in a box of six pills, six flavors, and one tael of silver per box. When Song Chen paid the bill, he silently scolded Su Ze for being a profiteer.
A box of Daifuku costs less than a hundred cents, so it’s so expensive!
Have a cup of tea and bring some snacks back, and you'll be gone for more than a dozen taels of silver.
Hey~ Make money quickly and spend money quickly!
When I came out, I bumped into shopkeeper Zhong, "Miss Song left in a hurry, I have to pay you back for the tea."
As he said this, shopkeeper Zhong walked into the shop and said, "Wait a moment, miss. I'll get the money right away."
"No, I drink the tea too." Song Chen shouted at his back and left. When shopkeeper Zhong knew that she had used the money to buy snacks, he would definitely want to refund the money.
She has no habit of taking other people's things for nothing.
When shopkeeper Zhong chased him out again, Song Chen could no longer be seen. When he returned to the shop, the waiter told him what had just happened.
"Shopkeeper, just now Miss Song came to buy snacks. We wanted to give her a small amount of money, but she wouldn't give it up no matter what."
After hearing this, Shopkeeper Zhong turned around and slapped him on the head, "Are you stupid? How dare you accept money from Miss Song when she comes to buy snacks!"
The guy looked aggrieved and said, "You didn't tell me beforehand."
"Tell me, tell me, tell me, wait for me to tell you everything, what do I want you to do!"
The money for the teahouse and snacks made shopkeeper Zhong really angry at the moment.
To him, Song Chen was really the God of Wealth. Because of Song Chen, he got better and better, but in the end, he made people spend more and more money, which was simply outrageous!
Song Chen was carrying snacks, and his next destination was the bank in the town.
The cash on hand has been almost spent, and all that is left are banknotes. In two days, the first month's wages will be paid to the workers, so they need to exchange for some cash.
She also had to pay cash to buy land. It was land owned by three families. If she gave her a banknote, Uncle Zheng would have to make another trip. She didn't want to cause any more trouble to others.
Song Chen kept one hundred taels of silver notes from the batch of Chinese patent medicines that Huichun Tang brought over, and she also had the 600 taels from selling Sanqi Pills.
She thought about it and decided to exchange it for two hundred taels or so.
In the bank, Song Chen handed over two hundred taels of silver notes, "Please take two hundred taels. One hundred and fifty taels require ten taels of silver ingots, and the remaining fifty taels can be exchanged for twenty taels of broken silver. Thirty taels of copper."
The clerk at the bank looked at the little girl who had just reached the counter, but did not immediately help her get the money.
Look at how this girl is dressed, she doesn't look like a child from a wealthy family. She paid two hundred taels at a time, so the origin of this bank note is probably unknown.