In a room upstairs, Mr. Hu was leisurely reading the book in his hand while sipping tea. He is a frequent visitor here. He is very satisfied with the teahouse's environment and service, but the pastries always make him a little dissatisfied.
Gouzi knocked lightly on the door of the box. After getting Mr. Hu's answer, he opened the door and walked in. He respectfully placed the cakes on the coffee table in front of Mr. Hu.
"Mr. Hu, the shopkeeper asked me to give you some newly arrived cakes. You can try them." Gouzi put the food box on the table gently and said respectfully. .
Mr. Hu raised his eyes and looked at Gouzi, then looked at the cakes on the table, nodded slightly, closed the book in his hand, and put it aside.
"The appearance is quite novel. Has the pastry chef changed?" Mr. Hu's voice was a little curious.
Gouzi bent down slightly, obeyed the rules, did not answer, and just stood aside with a smile.
Mr. Hu was not annoyed. He picked up a piece of yellow pastry, looked at it carefully for a moment, and then put it into his mouth. The pastry was soft in the mouth, and the delicate texture spread on the tip of the tongue. He raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously surprised by the taste of the pastry.
"This pastry is somewhat unique, with a delicate texture and a fragrant taste." Mr. Hu said to himself, picked up another green piece, and continued to taste it.
He chewed it carefully, relaxed his brows, and said softly: "This fresh smell, is it spinach?"
How did Gouzi know how these pastries were made? Neng shook his head: "I don't even know."
Mr. Hu nodded, put down the pastry, picked up a handkerchief and wiped his fingers carefully, with a smile on his lips: "Not bad, give it to me Pack some and take them with me when I leave."
Gouzi was a little confused. He had just seen it and there were only so many pastries.
Seeing his troubled face, Mr. Hu raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"
Gouzi paused and spoke with some embarrassment: "Hu Lao, it’s like this, this pastry is new in our store, there are only a few of them, let you try how they taste."
After hearing this, Mr. Hu smiled softly: "Oh, I am. Got it. In that case, I'll come back tomorrow."
Gouzi relaxed and nodded: "Okay."
Mr. Hu smiled with satisfaction. , turned around and continued to enjoy his tea. The dog retreated quietly.
Back in the lobby, Gouzi saw the shopkeeper and Chen Wanbai still talking, and stopped a few steps away from them.
Seeing this, shopkeeper Li nodded with Chen Wanbai and walked towards Gouzi.
Gouzi respectfully whispered: "Shopkeeper, Mr. Hu tasted the cakes and expressed that he was very satisfied and wanted to take some home."
Shopkeeper Li listened. , frowned slightly: "How did you respond?"
Gouzi replied: "I said it was newly made, that's it.The shopkeeper specially ordered him to try some of them, and he said he would come back soon. "
After hearing this, Shopkeeper Li relaxed his brows slightly, glanced at Chen Wanbai not far away, and frowned again.
Shopkeeper Li turned around, smiled and said to Chen Wanbai: "Miss Chen, our guests are very satisfied with your pastries. "
Chen Wanbai smiled: "Then can we talk about cooperation? "
Shopkeeper Li nodded: "I wonder how Ms. Chen wants to cooperate? "
Chen Wanbai was not ambiguous and said directly: "I am the seller, but the raw materials for this yam are provided by me. ”
Again, if you taste it a few times, a more skilled chef will be able to taste what ingredients are in the pastry. As for the proportion of each ingredient, you can get the accuracy by trying slowly.
She really doesn’t have the energy or time to work hard every day to make cakes and deliver them to town, not to mention that this process is time-consuming and labor-intensive. If something goes wrong with the food, what will happen? It’s hard to say.
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Anyway, Chen Wanbai just wants to make a little money, and this raw material may not last long. .
Shopkeeper Li did not expect such an answer. They have their own pastry chef in the teahouse, and some pastries are delivered by the pastry shop.
After thinking for a moment. Said: "Miss Chen, since you intend to sell your house, what price do you want? "
Chen Wanbai responded with a smile on his face: "Shopkeeper Li, please give me a price first and I will listen. "
Shopkeeper Li gently twirled his beard and pondered for a moment: "Girl, I will pay ten taels of silver for this recipe. What do you think? "
Chen Wanbai shook his head gently and said in a leisurely manner: "Shopkeeper Li, I also tasted the pastries in your store yesterday, and I think they are not as good as my recipe. You must also know how much revenue this recipe can bring to your store. "
Shopkeeper Li's eyes flickered: "How much does that girl think is appropriate? "
Chen Wanbai didn't know how much money was appropriate, but if he wanted to do business, it would be better for you to give me the money and me to lift him up, so he said: "Shopkeeper Li, I don't want to be too generous, at least twenty taels." silver. "
Shopkeeper Li almost pulled out a beard. This little girl really dared to double the amount. He looked embarrassed: "Twenty taels is too high, girl. Let's each take a step back. The most I can do is I can give you fifteen taels.
Chen Wanbai frowned, hesitated for a long time, and then said slowly: "Shopkeeper Li, for the sake of your sincerity, eighteen taels, I will give you the recipe for the chrysanthemum tea." for you. "
Shopkeeper Li thought that the chrysanthemum tea just now was really good. He sighed: "Okay, eighteen taels then. "
Chen Wanbai smiled and nodded happily: "Okay, then just follow what shopkeeper Li said. "
Shopkeeper Li then asked: "Then I wonder what price Miss Chen wants to sell for the yam? "
This question was asked to Chen Wanbai. She didn't know what the appropriate price was. After all, the yam was too difficult to dig. If it was too cheap, it wouldn't be cost-effective. If it was too expensive, shopkeeper Li wouldn't agree.
She bit her lip and said with some distress: "Shopkeeper Li, to be honest, digging these yam is as difficult as digging ginseng, and I don't know what price to give. "
Shopkeeper Li put his hand on his chin, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Miss Chen, do you think I'll offer you thirty cents per catty?
Chen Wanbai quickly shook his head: "Shopkeeper Li, these yams are hard to come by. Thirty cents is too little." "
Shopkeeper Li frowned: "Miss Chen, can you tell me a price? "
Chen Wanbai took a deep breath and looked firmly: "Shopkeeper Li, in my opinion, it's still sixty cents a pound. "
When Shopkeeper Li heard this, he plucked off his beard again and felt filled with regret. He finally figured it out. This girl didn't know anything at all. He just said as much as he wanted and then doubled it. If he had known he would Just say ten cents and eight cents.
"Sixty cents is too high, I will give you thirty-five cents at most. "
Chen Wanbai frowned. Shopkeeper Li asked for thirty cents, but the price increased by five cents? He could also lower the price by five cents.
"Shopkeeper Li, how about you? In this way, fifty-five cents per catty really cannot be less. "
Shopkeeper Li gritted his teeth in his heart, fearing that he would meet such a person. If Mr. Hu hadn't asked for this pastry, he would have turned around and left.
"Forty coins, no more Much more. ”
“Forty-five articles, no more.” Shopkeeper Li, I'm not exaggerating. For now, this yam is the only one I recognize. ”
Shopkeeper Li gritted his teeth and said, “Okay, forty-five cents.” "
(Note: "Price in the Ming Dynasty" records that "ten pounds of yam cost five yuan.")