She turned her head and looked at Luo Fengtang standing beside her, and his eyes were also a little confused.

Next, Chef Zhou picked up the spicy piece again and ate several bites in a row.

It looks like I can't stop.

Seeing this, Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief.

I waited until Chef Zhou finished the two bites of dried tofu in front of me in one breath, and burped with satisfaction.

Yang Ruoqing smiled comfortably.

"Uncle Zhou, why is this dried tofu in the store?" she asked.

Chef Zhou gave Yang Ruoqing a thumbs up.

He said, "To be honest, I have tasted countless delicacies with this tongue."

"Flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the water are all excellent ingredients."

"This is the first time in my life that a small soybean can make such a delicious delicacy."

"Miscellaneous"

After being praised by Chef Zhou, Yang Ruoqing's face turned slightly red.

She glanced at Luo Fengtang and found that he was also smiling.

The boy stood there, his waist straight and his face filled with pride.

Yang Ruoqing withdrew her gaze and then introduced to Chef Zhou about the extension of this soy product and his future plans.

"This trip is in a hurry, so we made these two flavors of dried tofu."

"Next, I will make tofu skin, tofu rolls, tofu soaks, stinky tofu, fermented tofu"

"These bean products are made by stir-frying, soup, hot pot, or cold dishes."

"It is not a must for meat and vegetables. You can make ingredients for big dishes, or make some meals for morning and evening, and you can mix them at will."

Her voice sounds nice and pure without any impurities.

The speech is organized and the words are clear.

Especially when describing a dish, it appears vividly.

Chef Zhou and Luo Fengtang had an illusion, as if the dish was placed in front of you, and you could smell the tempting fragrance.

When she finished speaking, a shiny light of excitement appeared in Chef Zhou's eyes.

He could have expected that with the entry of that series of soy products, Juweixuan's business would definitely be able to go to a higher level

"How much dried tofu can be made for a pound of soybeans?" asked Chef Zhou.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, "It depends on whether the soybeans are from the past or the old ones."

"If it were from that time, one pound of soybeans could make about one and a half pounds of dried tofu."

"If it is aged beans, you can only make one pound of dried tofu."

Chef Zhou nodded and thought, "Miss Yang, why not like this, dried tofu and the bean curds you mentioned, we will accept them as much as possible."

"It's still the same rule. I'll give it once every three days. Each flavor of dried tofu and bean curd bean curds cost 50 kilograms each."

"Six cents per pound, how about it?"

Six cents per pound

Soybeans are bought for three cents per pound.

Chaihe labor does not include costs, deducting braised materials and rapeseed oil, you can earn two cents per pound.

A pure profit of two yuan per pound is a small profit.

But their restaurant needs a lot of money. After all, the income from one delivery trip is still considerable.

Yang Ruoqing nodded happily "deal"

The words are unfounded, and the words are proof.

Both parties signed a duplicate document, each pressing the handprint.

Yang Ruoqing took out the dried spicy sauce and dried honey sauce he brought over and weighed it.

This trip made a total of ten kilograms of dried tofu. Last night, my family fried a few pieces and tried them fresh. Then I asked Chef Zhou to try two pieces for free.

Once weighed, the dried tofu brought was nine pounds.

It counts fifty-four cents.

Adding to the 400-cigarettes of tofu, it is a total of 454-cigarettes.

Taking the note opened by Chef Zhou, Yang Ruoqing happily went to the front account to exchange the money.

"Tang Yazi, dividends are paid"

Under the wall outside the restaurant, Yang Ruoqing used a hemp rope to stuff Luo Fengtang.

I left two hundred and seventy-two cents.

Luo Fengtang returned his share to Yang Ruoqing, "I still have ten taels of silver at home. I can't use this money, so I don't have to share it with me."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head and said, "I don't need a silly boy, who would think that the money is too much? Get it done quickly."

Luo Fengtang said, "My family has enough money to buy Tianhei's renovation house, so you can spend this money first."

Yang Ruoqing still refused to accept "This is your dividend, you should take it."

"Besides, isn't your uncle helping you save money to get a wife? You can save more money and you can also marry a more beautiful wife in the future."

She quipped with a smile.

Not the first time I've been joking him.

But this time, for some reason, it feels a little sour.

Yang Ruoqing didn't know why she felt that way. Logically speaking, if a good guy saves his wife book, she should be happy for him.

But she just couldn't be happy and was a little unhappy.

Luo Fengtang's face turned slightly red.

He raised his hand and scratched his head, "Qing'er, you're joking about me again. What's the wife or not? That's my uncle's worry."

"I only like to make tofu with you," he said in a muffled voice.

"What"

Yang Ruoqing thought she had heard it wrong and opened her eyes wide.

"You stupid boy, it's no more important to make tofu than marrying a wife," she asked.

Luo Fengtang nodded seriously.

The sunlight shone on the boy's tough face, reflecting the heroic facial features, sincere and bright.

Yang Ruoqing's lips curled up, and the discomfort in her heart disappeared without a trace.

She raised her hand and gently beat Luo Fengtang on the shoulder. "The stupid guy is talking stupid again. Making tofu is important, and marrying a wife is important."

"Let's make tofu together, you save your wife's money, I save your dowry money. Let's get rich together"

"Dowry Money"

Luo Fengtang was surprised.

"Qing'er, Uncle San and others want to give it to you Xu's family."

His voice showed a hint of anxiety.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "What are you saying? I haven't even agreed to what kind of in-laws' family?"

"Then what you said just now"

"I just said it casually. When we grow up in the future, it is normal for men to get married," Yang Ruoqing said disapprovingly.

"Oh." Luo Fengtang responded in a muffled voice and lowered his eyes.

Emotions fell down instantly.

Yang Ruoqing was thinking about going to Washi to buy vegetables, and her family had to entertain guests at noon.

She pulled Luo Fengtang's arm, "Tang Yizi, please collect the money quickly. We have to rush home after going to Washi."

"Um"

He responded, held Yang Ruoqing's hand with his back, and forcibly stuffed the 182 cents into her hand.

"You can keep this money for me. I will ask you for it when I want it," he said.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

"I'm not your wife, how can I help you save the money?" she quipped with a smile.

"I don't care, anyway, I'll keep it."

After saying this, Luo Fengtang let go of his hand, pushed the wheelbarrow and walked forward with great strides.

Behind him, Yang Ruoqing stood there in a daze.

What's the stubborn boy?

OK, keep it

She quickly packed the money and trotted after calling his name.

As soon as the two of them left the wall, two figures chased out from Juweixuan's backyard.
Chapter completed!