She wondered what was bothering the young man. She was just telling the truth.
Perhapsâ¦
As her thoughts wandered, she saw a well-dressed middle-aged man with two women on his arms passing by.
In this world, women were considered inferior, and men were used to having multiple wives and concubines.
Having things to do, she didnât bother to get involved further. So, she said to Qinghe, âFourth brother, Iâll carry you into the shop and sit you down, then bring your wheelchair in.â
He shook his head, âIâll just wait on the roadside, no trouble.â
âSuit yourself.â What an awkward teenager.
After saying that, Su Qingyue went to the kitchen to teach the chefs of Rich Source Tavern how to cook a dish of braised pigâs large intestine.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Ji, the servant who was standing on the side, struck up a conversation with Xiao Qinghe, feeling bored, âYour wife is quite capable.â
He gave a slight nod.
âHow did she, in just a blink of an eye, sell a recipe for 300 taels?â Ji couldnât figure it out. Since Su Qingyue told Jin Xun, the big boss Jin, that he also wanted to buy the recipe, she had pulled the shopkeeper aside to speak, so Ji didnât know about it.
Xiao Qinghe didnât say anything because he couldnât figure it out either.
Ji looked at Xiao Qingheâs legs and sighed, âNo matter how wealthy your family is, itâs useless now that your wife despises youâ¦â
His master was interested in Su Qingyue, and he had thoroughly investigated the situation of the Xiao Family.
Xiao Qinghe remained expressionless and said nothing.
Feeling bored, Ji stopped talking.
After teaching the chefs how to make the braised pigâs large intestine, Su Qingyue came out, and Manager Duanâs face was as black as charcoal. Of course, it was because the so-called secret was just rubbing the pigâs intestine with salt, something any chef would know.
Manager Duan was furious, staring at Su Qingyueâs back, wanting to take the silver backâ¦
But thinking about it, she valued money so much that if he actually did take it back, she would fight him to the death.
He was a businessman and didnât want to cause anyoneâs death.
So, his face turned black as charcoal in an instant.
After leaving the kitchen, Su Qingyue said, âManager Duan, you need to hurry up. The braised pig intestine recipe is simple, but if you wait until Drunken Immortal Pavilion also figures out how to remove the smell from pig intestine, youâll be left behind. In the meantime, you have an exclusive dish and can make good money.â
Thinking that she shouldnât be too greedy, she said, âManager Duan, Iâll give you a recipe for free.â
âHmph, aside from these innovative recipes, my chefs can cook any dish.â Although thatâs what he said, he still asked, âWhatâs the recipe?â
She motioned for him to come closer, and she whispered a few words in his ear.
He asked in surprise, âPig intestines can be cooked like this?â
âYou can sell some and make your menu even more attractive.â She shrugged, âHowever, once the technique to remove the odor is known, anyone can replicate the dish.â
She flicked the pocket holding the 300-tael silver note and said, âManager Duan, your being so generous must mean you owed me money in a previous life.â
Laughing, she left the Rich Source Tavern, and Manager Duan, with a black face, said, âWait a momentâ¦â
She knew he must regret buying the recipe and wasnât afraid of him openly robbing her of the 300 taels, so she asked, âWhatâs the matter?â
He glanced at the basket full of pig offal in her back basket and said, âYou bought all the pig offal at the vegetable market today. Since you made so much money selling the recipe, how about selling me this basket of pig offal?â
She readily agreed, âEight cents per jin, take it if you like.â
âYou bought it for one cent per jin, eight cents, youâre robbing meâ¦â