She didnât care and said, âIâm not forcing you to buy. If you buy today, you can have one more day of exclusive business.â
âSeven cents.â
âAlright.â She nodded, spread her hands, âHereâs one hundred jin, give me seven hundred cents. I paid a deposit of twenty cents for the basket at the pork fat stall at the vegetable market. Your waiter knew about it just now. Give me an extra twenty cents, and you can return the basket later.â
Manager Duan agreed, thinking that he needed a big basket to hold so much offal anyway. He went to the counter and took out 720 cents to give to Su Qingyue.
A well-dressed man entered the restaurant, âManager Duan, I heard that you have very fragrant pig offal for sale, and even spent 300 taels of silver to buy the recipe, right?â
âYes.â Manager Duan was busy serving customers, and his business was a set operation. âYou donât know, our restaurantâs exclusive offal, the taste when stir-fried is so good that even I, who have been running restaurants for so many years, drool over itâ¦â
Another person entered and asked, âManager Duan, I heard you got a secret recipe that makes the stinky pig offal smell good when stir-fried. Is it true?â
âYes, yes, yesâ¦â
Within a short time, many people who were originally watching the excitement from outside came into the restaurant and specifically requested braised pork intestines.
Su Qingyue earned a fortune, carrying two empty bamboo baskets, and called out to Xiao Qinghe, âFourth brother, letâs go.â
Xiao Qinghe followed in his wheelchair.
Ji, who had been waiting on the side, hurriedly came forward, âMiss Su, our boss is still waiting for you.â
Su Qingyue glanced at him, âYouâre still here.â
âOf course. If our master wants to see you and you donât go, I canât finish my job.â
âAlright.â Su Qingyue was in a good mood after earning so much money, âLead the way.â
âYes.â Ji walked ahead.
Xiao Qingheâs brow furrowed slightly, âQingyue, what do you think Boss Jin wants with you?â
Su Qingyue also found it strange, âNot sure. Weâll find out when we get there. But since his servant is willing to wait for me for so long, itâs probably not something to make things difficult for me.â
âThatâs good.â Xiao Qinghe was relieved.
Su Qingyue simply shouted at Ji leading the way, âHey, what does your boss want with me?â
âIâm called Ji.â
âAlright, Ji, what is it?â
âWell⦠I canât say too much.â The boss wanted her to return the money, after all, which was somewhat embarrassing for him. Better not say anything more.
Su Qingyue looked at the direction they were going, âDrunken Immortal Pavilion is not this way.â
âThatâs right, our boss is not at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, but at home.â He pointed to a homestead ahead, âWeâll be there soon.â
Last time, when Su Qingyue went from the Vegetable Market to Rich Source Tavern to sell the stir-fried fern recipe with the waiter from Rich Source Tavern, she ran into Jin Xun and his servant Ji.
Although she didnât greet them at the time, Ji turned out to be Jin Xunâs servant indeed.
She wasnât afraid of them playing tricks.
Firstly, she didnât have any wealthâ¦
Although she had just come into a little money, it probably meant nothing to the famous Boss Jin of Drunken Immortal Pavilion.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Secondly, she wasnât attractive.
With her current appearance, no one would want her even if she offered herself.
Plus, she was not one to rob others, let alone be afraid of being robbed.
She wasnât afraid to follow them.
At the entrance of an impressive homestead ahead, Ji stopped.
Su Qingyue took a look, and it turned out to be a lavish residence of a wealthy person. The wide vermilion main gate, a pair of stone lions guarding it, and the horizontal tablet above the gate with two gilded large characters: Jin Mansion.