Then Ying Qingci started cooking, and soon a rich aroma wafted out of the kitchen.
People far away in the lobby suddenly looked intoxicated after smelling the aroma coming from the kitchen.
"Wow, what does this smell like? It smells so good."
"That's right, shopkeeper, have you researched any dishes? It's so delicious?"
Now the remaining guests in Tianxiang Tower are all regular customers of Tianxiang Tower, not because of Chen Dahai, but because of Tianxiang Tower.
Wang Zheng also smelled the smell and looked towards the kitchen, where only Ying Qingci was cooking.
Could it be that she cooked it?
Nan Xiangyun had eaten the roasted sweet potatoes she had made before, but had never eaten other dishes she made. After all, he was on the road to escape and did not have the conditions.
But now after smelling this fragrance, Nan Xiangyun finally understood what she said about Ying Qingci's cooking fragrance?
Not long after, Master Zhang came out with a plate of dishes, a dazed look on his face.
After about a cup of tea, Ying Qingci walked out of the kitchen with a plate of dishes.
There were two plates of vegetables on the table, one plate of braised pork and one plate of stir-fried vegetables.
"Mr. Nan, want to try it?"
Nan Xiangyun was naturally not polite, and when he took off his chopsticks, the eyes of several people around him were fixed on his chopsticks, hoping that they could also take a bite.
After all, the aroma of this braised pork was so strong. Compared with the braised pork they had eaten before, the flavor was many times richer, and even had a hint of sweetness.
When the braised pork entered his mouth, Nan Xiangyun's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Fat but not greasy, fragrant but not overpowering, mellow and rich, smooth and tender in the throat, befitting a girl, superb craftsmanship."
Master Zhang has been impatient for a long time. God knows, he has been waiting outside for Ying Qingci. After all, cooking is a special skill. Although Ying Qingci agreed to cook, he couldn't follow and peek.
This is the rule.
However, the scent was like a 'maggot attached to the bone', wrapping around his body and unable to be wiped away.
"My boss..."
"Master Zhang, you should try it too."
Hearing Nan Xiangyun's voice, Master Zhang took a big bite without hesitation. This bite made him widen his eyes.
too delicious.
"Miss Ying, are you sure you are using all the condiments I have used?"
He was very suspicious that Ying Qingci was lying to him.
"Yes, it's the condiment in the kitchen."
Master Zhang was depressed.
In the lobby, especially after the dishes were brought out, many people in the lobby could not sit still.
"Shopkeeper, what kind of aroma is this? Give me one quickly!"
"I want it too, I want it too!"
"This tastes so delicious, I want you to have some too! I'm not short of money!"
…
Even the people who were originally walking outside Tianxiang Tower came in following the scent. When the shopkeeper saw this, he felt happy and worried in his heart. He was happy that they had another guest, but he was worried that this was not their chef.
Wang Zheng felt that it was a bit difficult for him.
But seeing more and more people coming, Wang Zheng had to speak.
"Everyone, this is just a newly researched dish at Tianxiang Restaurant. It will take a few days to serve it."
As Wang Zheng finished speaking, there was a burst of sighs and dissatisfaction in the lobby, but most of the guests were still very friendly in temperament.
"The shopkeeper, if new dishes are served another day, please notify me as soon as possible!"
"And I!"
"Yes, and I..."
Wang Zheng nodded quickly, "Definitely, definitely." He stretched out his hand and wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead.
Nan Xiangyun looked at Ying Qingci.
"Miss Ying, can you give us a price and sell the recipe to Tianxianglou?"
Ying Qingci glanced at him and smiled in her heart, wasn't this Nan Xiangyun's original purpose? However, this did not harm her interests, so she just followed the trend.
"How much is Mr. Nan prepared to bid?"
"A hundred taels of recipes?"
The shopkeeper took a breath, one hundred taels per recipe, this is not a small amount, although one hundred taels is not a big sum of money for their Tianxiang House, but buying a recipe is still a bit expensive.
After all, the average recipe only costs a dozen or twenty taels, and it has never been as expensive as a hundred taels.
But seeing the look on Nan Xiangyun's face, he couldn't say much. After all, it was his employer's decision.
When Ying Qingci heard the price, she also glanced at him. Even though the recipe was expensive, it shouldn't be that expensive. What did he mean?
However, her recipes are also the best, so at this price, they will not lose money, and they will be able to make money back in a short time.
"Okay, deal."
A smile flashed in Ying Qingci's eyes, "Mr. Nan, can you borrow a pen and paper?"
Nan Xiangyun signaled to Wang Zheng. Wang Zheng understood and quickly asked someone to bring him pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
The recipes were already engraved in Ying Qingci's mind, so it didn't take long for the two recipes to appear on the paper.
After Master Zhang saw the recipe, he couldn't wait to step forward and pick up the paper. As if he was addicted to it, he quickly ran to the kitchen and prepared to try the dishes.
Ying Qingci took the banknote and looked at Nan Xiangyun, "Thank you."
"You're welcome, it's a win-win situation for us."
…
After leaving Tianxiang Building, Ying Qingci and Xie Wanyun walked on the street. Today's affairs were almost done. They had already chosen the location of the store and just needed to decorate it and open it.
Around the intersection, they walked to a street.
Suddenly, Ying Qingci's steps stagnated slightly, and her eyes fell on a corner not far away.
As they walked, Xie Wanyun was about to talk to Ying Qingci, but when she turned around, she found that Ying Qingci was still standing there, not moving. She was a little confused and walked back.
"Qingci, what's wrong?"
She looked around, and there didn't seem to be anything strange? What is Qing Ci looking at?
Following her gaze, she could only see a corner. In that corner, there seemed to be many beggars, bustling and scattered.
Could it be that Qing Ci was looking at the person over there?
Ying Qingci did not speak, but walked towards the beggar's den where they lived together.
Before she walked over, she heard the rustling sounds coming from the other side, as well as the impatient voices of other beggars.
"Where did the beggar come from? Don't you know this is our territory?"
Suddenly, a group of beggars faced the ragged young man with arrogant expressions.
"Let me tell you, this area is my territory. If you want to be here, you must pay protection fees!"
After saying this, the group of beggars behind him took a step forward, looking like they were about to start a fight.
The ragged young man was stunned by their display, and then said softly and weakly, "I have no money..."
