Chapter 269
This time, Ma Minghui was moved.

Of course, what moved his heart was not the discount promised by Xu Yang just now, but also the eight dishes and one soup that Xu Yang said.

You know, the four dishes and one soup he had eaten last night had already made his tongue roll.

These eight dishes and one soup, why can't he swallow them with his lips?

Among other things, at least it's more cost-effective than the two taels of silver a plate of egg fried rice at noon, right?
Ma Minghui thought back and forth in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was a good deal.

Dele, Baihu Gang gave the money.

Canglongmen won all four games today, so they plan to celebrate.

Although the strength of their White Tiger Gang is slightly inferior, they have won three out of four battles.

The Canglong Sect can celebrate, but can't the White Tiger Clan not?
As for the discount, Ma Minghui has also figured it out.

A penny saved is a penny.

Qian Wannian, sent by Chicheng yesterday, came here to eat with him.

He is already addicted to eating, doesn't that old boy miss this bite?
Go back and find the Chicheng faction to get a few people out, and there will be three tables.

The strength of the Chicheng faction was comparable to that of their White Tiger Gang, and the number of people who came to Yuntai Mountain this time was also 25.

If all members of the Akagi faction could participate, it would just happen to fill five tables.

A [-]% discount can save ten taels of silver, right?

"Deal, Brother Xu, then I'll go back and count the number of people, at least three tables, at most five tables, you can prepare first." Ma Minghui confessed while walking back.

For Ma Minghui's reply, Xu Yang naturally responded cheerfully.

I had lunch at noon and made nearly 100 taels of silver.

Now, just as he was about to prepare dinner, someone begged Bailai to give him money.

Hey, it's nothing more than a windfall from heaven.

This scene stunned the group of Canglong disciples next to them.

His uncle, is there any reason for this?
People sit at home and money falls from the sky.

They just came back, and Ma Minghui, the money-giving boy, was already waiting at the door to give money to Xu Yang.

What's even more irritating is that this kid set the price so high that people have to call friends to come over to cheer him on.

Change your mind.

If he were replaced by Ma Minghui, would he do the same thing?

After a little hesitation, an answer popped up in these guys' minds.

Maybe...probably...maybe he will make such a move?

Although they are not the kind of people who are particularly fond of appetite, the delicacies that Xu Yang made are really memorable.

At this time, as the head of Canglongmen, Xu Shuqing suddenly thought of a question.

He had promised Xu Yang that after the martial arts conference was over, he would contract the kitchen of Canglongmen to this kid.

Looking back now, was the decision made at the beginning a little hasty?
At that time, how did he know that this kid was so black-hearted.

A plate of fried rice with eggs costs two taels of silver.

For a dinner, you have to charge three taels of silver per person.

When Xu Yang contracts the kitchen of Canglongmen, and then cooks some delicacies for three or five taels of silver, will the guys in the gate with a little less self-control be eaten and bankrupt?
Damn, it's really hard to say.

When Xu Shuqing's face changed back and forth, Xu Yang had already walked into the kitchen and started preparing today's dinner.

He had already prepared the ingredients for dinner in the morning.

But now, the ingredients prepared in advance are not enough.

Xu Yang threw ten taels of silver into Liu Xiaohu's hand and asked him to go to the street to buy some more things.

Eight dishes and one soup.

Although Xu Yang doesn't intend to make those labor-intensive and time-consuming dishes, it can't be too shabby, can it?

Soon, a definite answer came from Ma Minghui.

Both the White Tiger Gang and the Chicheng Sect were mobilized, and a total of [-] people came to eat.

Fifty people, just enough to make up five tables, Xu Yang had to give them a [-]% discount.

But Xu Yang still smiled from ear to ear.

The meal fee of 150 taels is 120% off, so there must be [-] taels, right?

Selling sour plum soup in the morning earned nearly 40 taels of silver, selling egg fried rice at noon earned more than ninety taels, and selling sour plum soup in the afternoon earned another twenty taels of silver.

Calculated on this day, that is an income of more than 270 taels of silver.

Simple and simple, a primary treasure chest is in hand.

Damn, it's just blocking the road and robbing, and the speed of making money is not so fast.

Of course, the 120 taels of silver have not yet arrived.

After Liu Xiaohu bought the ingredients back, Xu Yang immediately started working.

There is no one to help with cooking, so it will take some time to prepare eight dishes and one soup for the eight tables.

Cut the tofu into cubes, heat the pan with oil, and fry the tofu until golden on both sides.

After cooking, add oil, sauté the onion, ginger, and garlic until fragrant, and add the green and red peppers exchanged from the system.

Add stock and bring to a boil.

Then add the fried tofu, fungus, and mushrooms and simmer.

Thicken, season and drizzle with sesame oil.

A delicious, smooth and tender braised tofu, just out of the pot.

Of course, this is just one of the relatively simple dishes.

Afterwards, Xu Yang started to cook spicy chicken...

Looking at Xu Yang who was busy on the stove, Zhao Qianru was deeply moved.

When he was in Taiping Town, Xu Yang had already shown his black heart and extraordinary cooking skills.

After returning to Canglongmen, Zhao Qianru thought that this kid would not have the chance to show these things again in the future.

Because on the way back, Xie Baoshan repeatedly emphasized that Xu Yang should focus on strengthening his own strength.

Unexpectedly, at this martial arts conference that everyone in the world yearns for, this kid Xu Yang actually copied his old business and once again showed his black heart and extraordinary cooking skills.

This elusive life is simply impossible not to sigh.

At this moment, Xu Yang has no time to pay attention to this cranky Miss Zhao.

Although he made a lot of money this trip, his task was also quite heavy.

Eight dishes and one soup.

Braised tofu, spicy chicken, sweet and sour pork ribs, crispy pork tenderloin, fish head with chopped pepper, husband and wife lung slices, cold cucumber, stir-fried seasoning.

Add a tomato and egg soup, and it's all done.

Although in his previous life, these were mostly home-cooked dishes.

But in this world, that's not normal.

Eight tables were laid out in a row in the courtyard where Canglongmen was located.

Eight dishes were brought to the table one after another by Liu Xiaohu and others.

Look at the dishes on the table that you have seen or haven't seen, and then smell the fragrance wafting from each plate.

Not only the guys from the White Tiger Gang and the Chicheng School, but also the gang from the Canglongmen are also salivating at this time.

After the last tomato and egg soup was served, they couldn't bear it anymore.

Seventy or eighty people, like seventy or eighty wolves who haven't tasted meat for more than half a month, rushed towards the delicious food exuding a strong fragrance at lightning speed.

(End of this chapter)

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