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Chapter 183 Chapter 183: Money to buy a carriage (4000 words)
Qin Yueshan tried his best to conceal his inner dissatisfaction, smiled and said to Lian Yunyi: "Fourth son, just set the recipe like this, isn't it too hasty? In the past, the big shopkeeper was needed to revise the recipe. I, Deputy Zhou The chef and others hate research."

Zhou Dewang echoed Qin Yueshan's words.

"Yeah, it's not a trivial matter to order a menu. If it's not done well, it will affect the reputation of our Wanhe Restaurant. The New Year is coming soon. Wanhe, Wanzhen, and Wanbao have to compete with Fuyuan, Fuxing, and Fuwang. Restaurant Doucai, nothing can go wrong at this juncture."

The three restaurants of Fuyuan, Fuxing, and Fuwang are Lianjia's time-honored restaurants. There are many excellent chefs in the three restaurants. The three restaurants of Wanhe, Wanzhen, and Wanbao were established by Lian Yunyi. Before that, Lian Yunyi was a little worried that Doucai would lose at the end of the year, but now that Shen Qingcheng is there, Lian Yunyi is not so worried.

"Chef Qin, Deputy Chef Zhou, what do you guys think of the dishes cooked by the young lady?"

Although Lian Yunyi saw the jealousy between Qin Yueshan and Zhou Dewang, what these two said was also for the consideration of Wanhe Restaurant, and he was not angry when he heard the two people questioned.

"The taste is ok."

Qin Yueshan didn't want to admit this, but he didn't dare to tell lies in front of Lian Yunyi.

With Qin Yueshan's affirmation, Lian Yunyi turned his attention to Zhou Dewang.

Under Lian Yunyi's coercion, Zhou Dewang had no choice but to answer truthfully: "I also think the taste is okay."

The corner of Lian Yunyi's mouth slightly raised.

"Since Chef Qin and Deputy Chef Zhou think these dishes taste good, then what's the problem with me setting the menu?"

"No problem."

Qin Yueshan has nothing to say.

Qin Yueshan had compromised, so Zhou Dewang had no choice but to compromise.

"I don't mind either."

Zhou Dewang glanced at the few pieces of red date rice cake left on the plate.

He tasted the red date rice cake just now, and the taste is indeed much softer, and it is not so sweet and greasy. If the method of making this red date rice cake can be obtained from the girl surnamed Shen, if the red date rice cake can be sold in the future Well done, then you will give him all the credit. When the year ends, the Fourth Young Master may be able to give him a lot of rewards when he is happy.

Although Lian Yunyi has strict requirements, rewards and punishments have always been clearly defined, and chefs who have made contributions will receive generous rewards at the end of the year.

"Fourth son, I have always been in charge of making this red date rice cake. Although Miss Shen improved the taste of this cake, after all, I have been in charge for so many years. If there is a sudden change, I am worried that the guests will have opinions, and I will I'm worried that Ms. Shen will be too busy to juggle both cooking and cake making by herself."

Congratulations was waiting at the door of the private room. Hearing Zhou Dewang's brazen words, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

This week, the deputy chef is really shameless, bullying Miss Shen, a weak woman.

"Little lady, it's convenient for you to write the method of making this red date rice cake to Deputy Chef Zhou."

Even though he knew that Zhou Dewang was extremely brazen, Lian Yunyi had no choice but to follow Zhou Dewang's wishes and ask Shen Qingcheng in order to get the recipe for making red date rice cake.

"It's still the same sentence, I won't let you give the formula for nothing, little lady."

"convenient."

Seeing Shen Qingcheng nod her head, Lian Yunyi was so happy that she hurriedly got up and brought the paper, pen and ink to Shen Qingcheng.

Shen Qingcheng wrote down the production method and handed it to Lian Yunyi.

Lian Yunyi glanced at the recipe, and said in a surprised tone, "Just remove the ginger juice, brown sugar, and add some glutinous rice flour to make this taste."

Shen Qingcheng said: "That's right, ginger juice is spicy and has a special taste. When it is added to cakes, people who are used to eating ginger think it tastes good, while those who are not used to eating ginger think it tastes terrible. It's better to add ginger juice Get rid of the public taste."

Although Qin Yueshan and Zhou Dewang aimed at Shen Qingcheng everywhere, they both felt that what Shen Qingcheng said was very reasonable, and they listened carefully to every word Shen Qingcheng said.

Shen Qingcheng took a sip of tea to moisten her throat, and continued: "Adding red date paste and honey to the pastry is already sweet enough, and adding brown sugar can only make the pastry taste sweet and greasy. It's better to remove it, as the japonica rice tastes hard , the taste of glutinous rice is too soft and glutinous, two parts of japonica rice flour and one part of glutinous rice flour are mixed, and the taste is just right, neither hard nor soft."

After Shen Qingcheng finished speaking, even Yun Yi, a layman, had an expression of sudden realization, let alone Qin Yueshan and Zhou Dewang.

Qin Yueshan and Zhou Dewang exchanged glances, and both of them read a meaning from each other's eyes.

Mixing japonica rice flour with glutinous rice flour, why didn't they think of such a simple thing.

Now that Lian Yunyi has written the method of making jujube rice cake, Shen Qingcheng is not afraid to tell her more.

"Actually, the jujube rice cake made in this way is not the best."

Lian Yunyi immediately looked at Shen Qingcheng with bright eyes.

"Please teach me, my lady."

Shen Qingcheng said: "You can wrap some red bean paste or mung bean paste in this pastry, the taste will be better."

"Red bean paste, mung bean paste, how do you make it?"

Lian Yunyi didn't ask, but Zhou Dewang eagerly asked Shen Qingcheng first.

Shen Qingcheng looked at Zhou Dewang in surprise.

As the head chef of Wanhe Restaurant, Zhou Dewang had never heard of red bean paste or mung bean paste.

"Sous Chef Zhou, Wanhe Restaurant never uses these two kinds of fillings in pastries?"

Zhou Dewang was embarrassed by Shen Qingcheng's question.

Not to mention using it, red bean paste, mung bean paste is the first time he heard of it today. In the past, red bean and mung bean were used to boil soup or cook, but they have never been used to make pastries.

Seeing Zhou Dewang's embarrassed expression, Shen Qingcheng understood a little.

No wonder no one sells red bean paste buns in Xiliang Town. It’s because the people here don’t know how to make stuffing with red beans and mung beans.

Lian Yunyi said: "Red beans and mung beans are generally used to make soup or cook. Little lady, how do you make red bean paste and mung bean paste?"

"It's very simple."

We have already talked about red bean paste and mung bean paste, so Shen Qingcheng had no choice but to tell Lian Yunyi.

"First soak red beans or mung beans in warm water for a few hours, then boil them in a pot until they are soft and rotten, then remove the beans from the pot, drain the water and let them cool down. In the last step, add an appropriate amount of lard, honey, and A rolling pin or wooden spoon is used to press the cooked beans into a puree state."

Qin Yueshan and Zhou Dewang nodded slightly while listening to Shen Qingcheng's words. The two of them listened very carefully, so that they could not miss a word.

Lian Yunyi directly recorded Shen Qingcheng's method of making bean paste with a pen and paper, and then handed the two pieces of paper to Zhou Dewang.

"Deputy Chef Zhou, is there anything you don't understand? If there is anything you don't understand, please ask Miss Jun immediately."

It was rare that Shen Qingcheng was willing to say that Lian Yunyi was afraid that Zhou Dewang might not understand.

Zhou Dewang happily took the two pieces of paper.

"I understand, I will definitely do a good job, please rest assured, Fourth Young Master."

Lian Yunyi saw that Qin Yueshan and Zhou Dewang had almost eaten, so he waved lightly to them.

"Now that you understand, let's go back to the back kitchen and get busy."

Lian Yunyi stared at Zhou Dewang while talking.

"After returning to the back kitchen, make a plate of rice cakes with red dates according to the method told by the little lady, and bring it up for me to taste after it's done."

Zhou Dewang frowned slightly.

Lian Yunyi looked at his embarrassed expression.

"What, is there a problem?"

Zhou Dewang said: "Fourth son, Miss Shen just said that the beans need to be soaked for several hours before making bean paste stuffing. I'm afraid it's too late today."

After returning to the back kitchen, Zhou Dewang was afraid that Lian Yunyi would be disappointed if he could not do it well, so he found a reason to shirk.

Lian Yunyi said: "Then don't make bean paste stuffing."

"Yes."

Zhou Dewang didn't want to lose this opportunity, so he had to bite the bullet and agree to Lian Yunyi.

After Qin Zhou left, Lian Yunyi reached into his arms and took out a bank note and handed it to Shen Qingcheng.

Shen Qingcheng glanced at it, it was a bank note with a face value of 50 taels.

Lian Yunyi said: "Little lady, I told you that I would not let you improve that red date rice cake for nothing. This 50 taels is a reward for you."

Shen Qingcheng set up a stall with Jun Wulan a few times, and now she has an idea of ​​how much she can buy for 50 taels. She stared at the banknote in Lian Yunyi's hand, a little dumbfounded, and didn't reach out to pick it up for a long while.

Although she knew that Lian Yunyi was quite generous, but 50 taels exceeded her expectation.

"My little lady thinks it's too much."

Lian Yunyi got up and put the banknote in her hand.

"It's like you sold me a recipe, and also gave me the method of making red bean paste. I don't lose 50 taels of silver to you."

Lian Yunyi will not lose money, but Shen Qingcheng believes it.

No matter which era businessmen are profit-heavy, they will never allow themselves to lose money in business, especially Lian Yunyi, who is shrewd and capable and a little bit good at calculating.

"Then thank you, Fourth Young Master."

Shen Qingcheng put away her surprised expression, smiled calmly and picked up the bank note from Lian Yunyi.

Now I have the money to buy the carriage.

Shen Qingcheng put the banknotes in her arms happily, and then remembered another thing, she said to Lian Yunyi: "Fourth son, the twelve dishes I listed for you may have to be sold in a month Count, after all, I only come to Wanhe Building for four or five days a month to work. I go to work at the right time, and leave work at the right time. The time is limited. If there are too many customers ordering the twelve dishes, I am afraid I will be too busy and I will not take good care of them. It will cause customer dissatisfaction, so it is better to stipulate the number of copies sold each month, and customers who want to eat can order in advance, and the deadline will be sold out."

This question has puzzled Lian Yunyi for several days.

After listening carefully to Shen Qingcheng's words, Lian Yunyi felt a sense of relief in his heart, but he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

He frowned slightly and asked Shen Qingcheng: "Then according to the little lady, how many copies should be sold every month?"

After Lian Yunyi finished talking, Shen Qingcheng calculated silently.

I work in Wanhe Restaurant for four to five days a month, four hours a day, and can work for Wanhe Restaurant for at most 10 hours a month, which is [-] minutes, to cook a dish At least [-] minutes.

After thinking about it, Shen Qingcheng raised her head and responded to Lian Yunyi: "It is stipulated to sell 240 copies per month, [-] copies for each dish."

This amount is a little different from what Lian Yunyi thought.

Lian Yunyi said: "Little lady, could it be too little?"

Shen Qingcheng said: "It's a bit rare, but it's called hunger marketing."

"Hunger marketing?"

Lian Yunyi has been in business for many years, and has never heard of this word, so he looked at Shen Qingcheng very curiously for a while.

Shen Qingcheng said: "In fact, it is to throw out a small amount of products to attract the interest of customers, so that customers feel that this item is very precious and difficult to buy, so under the trend of curiosity, customers will continue to consume."

Lian Yunyi is a smart person, and he understood it all at once.

He smiled in satisfaction and asked Shen Qingcheng: "Then do I have to set the price of vegetables higher?"

Shen Qingcheng said: "It can be high, but it can't be too high. After all, the customers who can come to Wanhe Building are not fools."

"Okay, that's it for now."

Lian Yunyi felt that the hunger marketing proposed by Shen Qingcheng was very interesting, and finally happily accepted Shen Qingcheng's opinion.

"The recipe hasn't been made yet. In the afternoon, the lady can get familiar with the environment and people of Wanhe Restaurant, and she can also rest in the Peony."

"Fourth son, someone wants to order food."

As soon as Lian Yunyi let Shen Qingcheng rest, a staff member hurried into the Peony.

Lian Yunyi turned his face to look at the little guy, frowned and said: "The guests want to order, you just show the recipe to the guests, what are you doing here so recklessly?"

The little guy glanced at Shen Qingcheng and said: "Miss Shen was cooking in the small back kitchen just now, the guest smelled the aroma of the dishes and wanted to see the cook."

"The recipe is not ready, so I can't order it today."

The little boy reminded Lian Yunyi with a troubled face.

"Fourth son, that guest is the lady of the sheriff's mansion, so it's not easy to offend."

After the boy finished speaking, Lian Yunyi looked at Shen Qingcheng with an embarrassed expression.

It is really embarrassing to let the little lady rest just now, and now she is asked to do things. I should have said that sentence if I knew it earlier.

Shen Qingcheng smiled slightly and got up.

"Since the lady from the Sheriff's Mansion wants to see me, then I'll go and see her."

"Little lady, thank you so much."

Lian Yunyi was very grateful to Shen Qingcheng.

Although there are people in the palace including his family status and imperial merchants, he doesn't deal with that person in the palace at all. If he quarrels with the people in the county guard's mansion, it may be just as some people want.

"That's what it should be, Fourth Young Master doesn't have to be so polite."

Lian Yunyi strode away from the table, glanced at the young man and said, "Where is Miss Zhuge from the Sheriff's Mansion, take me there."

"Miss Zhuge is at Shaoyao, please fourth son, Miss Shen, come with me."

The boy led the way, Shen Qingcheng followed Lian Yunyi, and the three of them entered the Shaoyao one by one.

Shen Qingcheng stepped over the threshold, raised her eyebrows and looked inside, and saw a slim and beautiful figure sitting in front of the exquisitely carved Eight Immortals table, a maidservant with a distinctive appearance and a rich lady's nanny stood aside to serve her.

Hearing footsteps, Zhuge Yunni turned around and looked at Lian Yunyi with a smile on her lips.

"Brother Lian, it's really hard to see you."

Lian Yunyi stepped forward and stood still, bowed his hands to Zhuge Yunni, and said politely and distantly: "Hello, Miss Zhuge."

　Two later
　　
　
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