Everyone dislikes my farming

Chapter 102 Qian Jinyue

The head of the strong woman Feng Xia was blank, and she stood there in a daze. If she can win the manager's position in the hotel, Brother Hai's name must be very famous.

However, she dared not provoke Brother Hai even with her courage. Who would have thought that a small tofu shop could have a relationship with Brother Hai.

Fearing that she would be retaliated against, Feng Xia hurriedly called her acquaintances to inquire, she ran out of good words, gritted her teeth and sent out many red envelopes.

Only then did I get some information, only that Brother Hai was working for the owner of the tofu shop, and no one would say anything else.

The county is not big, so gossip spreads quickly, and Feng Xia's matter has been exaggerated.

It was rumored that there was a manager who provoked Brother Hai, and the one who was dealt with was called a miserable...

Invisibly, Xiao Luoli became someone with a backer, and without her knowing it, the demons and monsters who were about to move also honestly withdrew their hands.

It was a coincidence that day, as soon as Feng Xia, who wanted to make a round, was sent away, a male boss who wanted a discount came on the back.

The second uncle laughed when he saw the person coming, "The person I told you that day is him, and he buys dozens of catties every day."

Xiao Luoli looked up, he was quite an ordinary old man, he couldn't tell his age, but his body was strong.

With a straight back and a ruddy complexion, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he has a childlike face with white hair.

"Buy tofu." Xiao Luoli greeted with a smile, for some reason, the old man in front of him was more eye-catching than the female manager.

With his hands behind his back, Qian Jinyue walked away from the door, "Buy, I'll pay for the rest."

It wasn't the first time that the second uncle had dealt with Qian Jinyue, so he went to pack it in a hurry after hearing the words.

Xiao Luoli gave the old man a stool, leaned on the shelf and said, "May I ask, how do you eat after buying so much? Is there a restaurant at home?"

Qian Jinyue didn't hide it, and nodded generously, "Yes, I am the one who opened the Qian's restaurant in the old street."

Xiao Luoli nodded with a sudden realization on his face, but he didn't know anything in his heart.

But judging by the looks of the old man and You Rongyan, the Qian's restaurant should be quite famous in the town.

"Your tofu." Qian Jinyue pondered.

She looked up and asked with a smile, "How?"

"That's right. Beans are good beans, and the craftsmanship is sophisticated. Such good tofu is rare now." Qian Jinyue has been cooking for a lifetime, and there is nothing he can't taste if the ingredients are good or bad.

Xiao Luoli thumbed up, "You have good eyesight."

"Little girl, you are not bad. You can still get old beans that are not available in the market. With the current quality, if the price is more than ten times higher, there are people who will eat it." Qian Jinyue.

The second uncle on the side was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped, but Xiao Luoli smiled like a normal person.

"So, you've already taken advantage of buying tofu at this price, so you can't bargain with me."

"Hey, that's wrong." Qian Jinyue waved his hands in disapproval, "The market is a bargaining market, and it's up to you to give a discount or not. I'll always try to bargain."

"It's useless to try." Xiao Luoli shrugged and turned into a topic stopper.

Qian Jinyue almost twisted his nose in anger. After finally getting through the old master's addiction, he didn't expect to meet a leather student.

"It's time for dinner, go to my place and try my handicrafts?" Qian Jinyue cheerfully invited Xiao Luoli to his eyes.

Xiao Luoli raised his eyebrows, and responded generously, "Okay, let's use today's tofu to pay for the meal, if it's not enough, I'll count it as a credit to your old age."

The vegetable market is located on the South Street of the town, only 10 minutes away from the old street, and the second uncle followed behind in a truck.

Xiao Luoli sat in front of Qian Jinyue's convertible tricycle, listening to the old man talk about the history of Qian's restaurant along the way.

Qian's Restaurant is an ancestral family heritage of the old man's family. When the business is at its best, customers from the capital drive over to cheer.

After the precipitation of time, the shops in the old street have been replaced generation after generation, and the Qian's restaurant stands still there.

The business is neither good nor bad, and most of the repeat customers are old people in the town.

Qian Jinyue seldom cooks when he is old, and only buys ingredients every day. The old shop is now being taken over by his eldest son, with insufficient innovation and more than conservative.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll show you how it will be worthy of your tofu money." Qian Jinyue said.

Xiao Luoli was surprised, originally she ran along out of curiosity, but now she was flattered to hear the old man say that.

"Tired you."

Qian Jinyue waved his hand, just arrived at the door of the store, and the young waiter in the store rushed out to help.

The old man tossed the keys of the tricycle over in a cool manner, and after telling her to greet her, he walked briskly towards the back kitchen.

"This way please." The young man greeted her with a smile to take a seat, served tea and busily delivered the vegetables the old man bought to the back kitchen.

Between Xiao Luoli and his second uncle, he looked at the environment of the store with great interest.

In an ordinary two-story building, the small frontage area is only the size of two rooms, and there are no boxes. There are more than a dozen solid wood tables and chairs in the hall.

Her fingers brushed over the tables and chairs of some years, although they are not expensive wood, it is rare now.

There is an old-fashioned counter directly facing the door, and the back wall is a red palm wood shelf with a lot of wine on display.

"Hello, how many people?"

There was a voice at the door, Xiao Luoli looked up, and saw the second uncle walking quickly, "I'm looking for her."

She poured a cup of tea and handed it over, "Isn't it easy to stop?"

"I can't enter the old street, I'm parked on the main road at the intersection." The second uncle seemed thirsty, took the tea and drank it down, "Where is the old man?"

"Go to the back kitchen to cook for us."

Before making them wait for too long, Qian Jinyue came out wiping his hands, went straight to her table and sat down.

"I fried two dishes, and let my son cook the rest. Let's see if you can taste them later." Qian Jinyue said energetically with sweat on his forehead.

"Is there a prize for guessing right?" Xiao Luoli asked with a smile as he handed over the tea.

Qian Jinyue paused as he drank the water, as if he didn't expect her to say that, he was taken aback and smiled.

"You can have this." Qian Jinyue's eyes rolled slightly, "But if you guess wrong, you have to promise me a request."

Xiao Luoli raised his eyebrows, tsk, fell into a pit, the old man is really cunning.

"As long as it doesn't hurt money, it doesn't break the law."

"That can't be."

While the three of them were talking, the young waiter started serving dishes with multiple roles. The first dish was the fragrant Mapo Tofu.

Needless to say, the tofu must be from Phoenix Mountain, as for who made it.

Under the gesture of the old man, Xiao Luoli took a sip and his eyes lit up, oh, it's delicious!
"Is this tofu made by the old man?" Xiao Luoli said as if unintentionally.

Qian Jinyue smiled mysteriously, and the old god shook his head, "Don't rush to give the answer, wait until the dishes are ready."

She wasn't discouraged if she couldn't find out, but she already believed that Qian Jinyue made Mapo Tofu.

　Isn't a strong woman worthy of having a name? After thinking about it, she still has one.

　　The second is more likely to be late and have to go out.

　　Try to do three more next month, I will post four!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)