Chapter 391 This is called Kenjiji

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An hour later.

"Come on, come on!"

"Eat, eat!"

Shen Mei was waiting restlessly in the main hall. When she heard Song Huan's greeting, she jumped up and stood up.

"My lord, you are a dignified prince, why should I ask you to cook in person?"

"The more I think about this, the more I feel uneasy..."

Shenmei frowned and talked to himself, as if he was suffering a lot in his heart.

However, when she saw the food served by Song Huan, her eyes suddenly widened!

"Your Majesty, this is..."

"What?"

Looking at the large plate of yellow food that Song Huan brought up, Shen Mei fell into surprise.

This thing looked yellow, like gold, and was still steaming out.

The most important thing is that the aroma of this food immediately aroused the greed in Shen Mei's stomach!

It was a rich and attractive taste, and the slightest glimmer of oil oozing from it made Shen Mei want to move her index finger immediately!

Seeing that Shen Mei's eyes were straightened, Song Huan smiled slightly: "You haven't seen it before, have you?"

"This thing is called fried chicken!"

"Fried chicken?" Shen Mei was a little confused, "Fried chicken, I've eaten it before!"

"But it doesn't seem like this!"

"Your Majesty, what kind of fried chicken is this?"

Song Huan explained: "The fried chicken you eat must be Sichuan spicy chicken in Sichuan cuisine."

"But this king's fried chicken is different!"

"This king's fried chicken is..."

Speaking of this, Song Huan hesitated.

You can't tell Shen Mei that this kind of fried chicken is made in the beautiful country, Brother Ni's favorite!

Seeing Song Huan's hesitation, Shen Mei asked curiously: "What is your highness's fried chicken?"

Song Huan had an idea: "This king's fried chicken is the Kenji method!"

"Pfft..." Shen Mei almost spit out a mouthful of tea, "Ken...Ken Kiki?"

Sounds so strange!

But strangely enough, this fried chicken looks really delicious!

Song Huan was so hungry that his chest pressed against his back. He stopped being polite to Shen Mei and immediately grabbed a fried chicken leg.

Start chewing!

I wonder if there is anything in this world that makes people happier than having a meal of fried chicken after a busy day?

It would be great if it could be paired with some cold beer at this time!

Thinking of this, Song Huan shook his head with some regret: "Unfortunately, it is not the wheat harvest season now, and it is a severe winter this year. We need to stock up on more food for the winter."

“When the weather gets warm next year, we need to stock up on winter wheat so that we can brew beer in the summer!”

Shen Mei became even more curious when she saw Song Huan gnawing on the chicken leg and not knowing what he was talking about.

"My lord, what are you talking about?"

"Oh, it's nothing!" Song Huan came back to his senses and greeted Shen Mei, "Don't be stunned, just start chewing!"

"Weren't you hungry just now?"

Looking at the sizzling fried chicken, Shen Mei still hesitated.

Her father taught her since she was a child that as a lady, you should sit as you should and stand as you should.

Speak softly and eat slowly.

Obviously, grabbing the fried chicken and gnawing directly is not in line with the education Shen Mei has received since childhood!

But seeing Song Huan's informal appearance and smelling the aroma of fried chicken, Shen Mei couldn't help but twitch her index finger.

"Um?"

Shen Mei picked up the fried chicken and took a bite. The crispy fried chicken skin collided with his lips and teeth, making a crisp sound.

The rich aroma spread between the lips and teeth, making Shen Mei's eyes widen!

As a young lady who was born into a wealthy businessman's family, Shen Mei could be said to have tasted all kinds of delicacies from all over the world since she was a child.

However, this was the first time she tasted such unusual food as today!

Seeing that Shen Mei, who had always been dignified and steady, now looked like a little girl full of surprises, Song Huan couldn't help but feel filled with a sense of accomplishment.

"How's it going, Miss Shen?"

"This fried chicken tastes good!"

Shen Mei no longer cared about being reserved and polite as a guest, and nodded vigorously: "Not only is it good, it is simply delicious that people have never heard of or seen before!"

"I thought the prince was cooking, maybe just making a bowl of noodles."

"Unexpectedly, this Kenjiji that I have never seen before actually has a unique flavor!"

Speaking of this, Shen Mei's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Your Majesty!"

"I have a bold idea, should I tell it?"

Song Huan gnawed on the fried chicken: "Let's talk."

Shen's eyebrows were dancing: "This Kenji is delicious. I want to cooperate with Boss Su from Changchunfang to sell this Kenji in Changchunfang!"

"The formula is provided by the prince, and the raw materials are provided by Boss Su."

"How about the prince taking 60% of the share?"

After hearing this, Song Huan couldn't help but look at Shen Mei with admiration!

As expected of a qualified and competent businessman, he can easily discover business opportunities that others cannot see.

However, the method proposed by Shen Mei can indeed make a small profit.

Song Huan waved his hand without hesitation: "Of course!"

"But Miss Shen, I will get 60% of the share just by providing the formula."

"Then Boss Su from Changchunfang can only get 40%?"

Shen Mei blinked slyly: "No, Your Majesty, Boss Su obviously wants 20%!"

"You forgot, there is me as the middleman!"

Song Huan was dumbfounded, he didn't expect this girl to be quite ruthless!

The owner of Changchunfang had to provide the venue and raw materials, but in the end he could only get 20% of the profit.

I just came up with a not-so-precise formula, but I want to get 60% of it!

Is this too harsh?

Seeing the hesitation on Song Huan's face, he said with a deep smile, "Don't worry, Your Majesty!"

"As long as you are willing to cooperate with Changchunfang, I will naturally have a way to convince Boss Su of Changchunfang!"

Hearing this, Song Huan no longer hesitated and nodded: "Okay, then I'll do as you say!"

If you don't make money, you are a fool!

Since Shen Mei said she had a solution, Song Huan didn't need to worry about anything anymore.

"If this Kenji sells well, when summer comes next year, we can brew some wheat beer and sell it in Changchunfang!"

"When the fried chicken is paired with cold beer, the effect will be immediate."

Song Huan feels so happy just thinking about having fried chicken and beer on a hot summer day!

Although Shen Mei didn't know what beer was yet, she was happy when she saw Song Huan was happy.

"good!"

"Just do as the prince says!"

"My lord, wait until next summer night, you and I will meet again in this small courtyard, eating fried chicken and drinking beer."

"how?"

Looking at Shen Mei's shining eyes, Song Huan felt as if a soft place in his heart had been hit.

"Okay, I promise you!"