When the little maid Bao'er heard this, she couldn't help but speak for her young lady, "Really Miss Song, my young lady really likes the food you cook. Sometimes she has to ask people to go back to your store three or four times a day to buy food. of!"
Deng Rongrong nodded wildly, and then started to praise, "I have been patronizing it silently. At the beginning, I was afraid that your stall would not be able to open. I even threw a lot of silver coins into it, just because I was afraid that you would not be able to close your stall one day!"
She said that the ingredients in Chuan Chuan are very fresh and the soup base is delicious. Everything in other shops is also delicious.
She had tasted every flavor.
The reviews are clear and logical, and she praises every ingredient.
Song Yue believed a little when she heard this, because looking at the plump figures of the master and the servant, they really liked eating. She couldn't help laughing, but she still kept her airs, "Is it delicious? It's not bad, it's nothing. Strange stuff."
Deng Rongrong said exaggeratedly: "How can it not be surprising? I have never eaten so much fresh food! You have to keep driving!"
Song Yue later asked her, "You and I are competitors. Are you not jealous of me when you praise me like this? If I keep going like this, I might take over your business. Isn't your family afraid?" "
Deng Rongrong was a little embarrassed. She went into the side room and put down the mutton soup. She sat down and took a sip of the soup before saying, "My mother wants to be friends with you because she wants you to leave some room for our family after we get better. I Mom, I heard that you still want to open a clothing store? My family is in the cloth business..."
If used well.
Not necessarily an enemy.
Maybe we can become a partner, and their clothing store can get goods from the Deng family.
As for the competition.
"My mother doesn't expect me to go very far. How many of them can make it? The competition is inherently a game. Whoever is better will naturally win!"
Deng Rongrong said that she was very open-minded and would not be surprised if Song Yue defeated her.
She doesn't compete with her for first place.
When Song Yue heard this, she roughly understood what the Deng family meant by looking for her.
Deng Rongrong said while eating: "Hey, my mother also said that if you want to establish a foothold here, it is naturally impossible not to deal with people at all. It is better for us to take the initiative to make friends with you to avoid us becoming enemies in the future."
She squinted her eyes as she ate, and in the end she even felt like crying. She suddenly turned to Song Yue and said, "Are you really not going to open a mutton soup steamed bun restaurant? This is really delicious! If you can't eat it again, I would really cry."
Deng Rongrong looked as if she was dying of grief. She turned around and took another sip of soup. She also asked Bao'er, who was sitting next to him and was eating so much, to get the spicy spicy food. "Go to the front hall and see if there are any more. I have too little." !”
Bao'er immediately agreed and ran out without even putting down the bowl.
It’s so delicious! !
Song Yue has seen foodies before, but she has never seen such a "brutal" foodie. Perhaps it was the innocent expressions Deng Rongrong occasionally showed that reminded her of her parents, and her heartfelt words. It was surprising that the other party was so honest. Easy to handle.
But...cloth supplier?
We can still talk.
Because Song Yue really just wanted to do the clothing business, not the cloth business. There was no way to do the cloth business and it was easy to get scammed.
Since the Deng family has this opportunity, it's not that we can't talk about it. "It seems that the response to the mutton soup steamed buns is good, I will naturally ask someone to make new arrangements, and I will arrange it when the time comes. As for your mother's matter, you go back and tell her, If I'm free tomorrow afternoon, I can ask her to come over and talk about the cloth business."
Song Yue only talked about business. It would be useless to try to play emotional cards with her. "Let's talk about it first. Don't bring other ladies from rich families over. I won't join your circle of ladies. I will only talk about business." "
Deng Rongrong nodded immediately after hearing this. She was still a little confused because she added a lot of chili peppers and her mouth turned red. She was still waiting for the maid to bring her spicy chili peppers. She hissed and asked again, "What do you mean? Are you willing to do business with my family?"
Her eyes lit up.
Song Yue also nodded, "Who am I not talking to? I will talk to whoever can give me the most suitable price. As long as your family sincerely wants to cooperate, of course it can."
Deng Rongrong also quickly spoke up for her family, "My family is very honest in business!"
Song Yue said: "You have to take a look to find out."
Deng Rongrong said that she would definitely not betray her trust. After saying business, Baoer ran back and grabbed half a spoonful of spicy oil and came back, "Miss, this is all that is left! I heard that the chef at Yipinlou grabbed some for research. .”
The bowl of buns was also bright red, with a lot of spicy oil added, and the rest was given to the lady. Deng Rongrong didn't care, "Just have it!"
The master and the servant ate the rest before they collapsed and burped with satisfaction.
Song Yue said to leave first.
As a result, it suddenly started to rain lightly outside the house, mixed with snow, which was really surprising.
Deng Rongrong chased her out, "Miss Song, can I call you sister Yue? It's raining outside, do you have an umbrella? I came by carriage and can take you back."
She really wanted to be friends with her.
Song Yue looked back at her and declined, "No, I came by carriage too."
Otherwise, I won’t be able to bring anything over.
Deng Rongrong also reacted belatedly and smiled a little naively, "It's true."
Song Yue waved her hand, turned around and walked outside. Ding Xiang and Zi Lian were waiting for her there. When they saw her coming out, they immediately put their cloaks around her.
When they saw Deng Rongrong and her maid coming out behind Song Yue, they looked at each other and felt strange, but didn't say anything.
Just a simple salute.
Just say hello.
Then he escorted his master to the carriage, and Ding Xiang and Zi Lian followed him into the carriage.
Ma Yi drove back.
This time she won brilliantly. People in Wucheng agreed that Song Yue would take first place every time, but her food never disappoints her every time.
It's amazing every time.
Ding Xiang and Zi Lian were both congratulating Song Yue, and were busy putting the stove in Song Yue's hand.
Zilian said: "If it gets colder and colder today, it will be called freezing hands in a competition!"
Ding Xiang also echoed: "No, I heard that several cooks have frostbite on their hands. It's not even the coldest period yet, but they still touch too many cold things!"
In this weather, we have to deal with cold ingredients, isn’t it just freezing our hands?
Zilian frowned as she listened. In the past, cooking was a menial job. If there wasn't such a competition, which girl could do this?
My white and tender hands have to be destroyed.
Zilian said, "Slave, please go back and put some ointment on the girl's hands and rub them. We can't hurt our hands!"
My master’s hands are white and tender, and he can make so many delicious dishes.
How could it be hurt?
Lilac means the same thing, "Pick some more flowers and soak them in hot water!"
Zi Lian said yes!
Song Yue was clearly arranged by the two of them. Looking at the street scene outside, she suddenly felt a little lonely. She thought of Xie Zhijie, who had just left a few days ago, and her parents. "Ma Si Ma Wu should be back soon, right?"
