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Moreover, killing her was impossible. She wouldnât kill him, and he should be grateful for that.
âYou clearly robbed meâ¦â Manager Duan felt that these fifty taels were a great injustice.
Su Qingyue didnât think so. âYouâre just being ungrateful. Your restaurant does good business in the town, and itâs not like youâre going to lose face over just a few dozen taels.â
After listening, even though Manager Duan was bitter about the loss, he couldnât really argue. âIndeed, itâs only valuable because others donât know the secret.â
Su Qingyue waited for half an hour, and after the chef had cooked the stir-fried tasty fern with a similar taste to hers, her task was completed. She happily touched the fifty taels of silver in her sleeve pocket as she walked out of the kitchen, while Manager Duan was sulking with a look of massive loss of blood, constantly complaining about how the chef didnât think of soaking the fern in cold water.
Seeing his grief over the silver, Qingyue, feeling generous since she had made some money, kindly said, âTell your chef that adding a few drops of yellow rice wine during the frying process will enhance the flavor of the fern. You should sell as much stir-fried fern as possible, soon. Besides, other restaurants are definitely researching how to cook the fern as well. If they canât figure it out, the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, with its reputation as the worldâs number one building, will have chefs that can. It wonât be long before you have competition in selling stir-fried fern. However, even if the others figure it out, you will still share the market, and they wonât reveal the recipe because they want to make money too. By next year, when the fern is in season again, most chefs will know how to cook it. It will no longer be valuable then, so you can only profit from it for the rest of this month. After that, the fern will be out of season.â
Manager Duan hadnât thought about it that deeply and suddenly found himself dumbfounded. âI donât want to buy your recipe anymoreâ¦â
âThe deal is done, and no returns are accepted. Iâll remind you again, Manager Duan, to hurry up and sell the stir-fried fern while others havenât figured it out and itâs still in season. You wonât lose money, and it will even boost your business in selling other wine and dishes. If you end up losing money, youâll become a fool. You will make money.â She smiled and left.
Helping Manager Duan make some money was fine. If he gets too greedy and sets the price of stir-fried fern too high, other people wonât come to his restaurant and will think that the other dishes in his restaurant are expensive as well. If he isnât that greedy and sets a reasonable price for the stir-fried fern, he will really make money, and it will have a ripple effect.
In any case, it was none of her business anymore.
After leaving the Rich Source Tavern, she happily touched the five silver ingots in her bag from time to time as she walked along. Silver ingots come in different sizes, and hers were ten taels per ingot! She had never been so rich after her time-travel. It was exhilarating to make so much money at once!
Thinking it over, she followed the memory of her second and third brothers taking her to the town to buy cloth for clothes and located the cloth shop where Third Brother usually purchased goods.
It was a cloth shop located in a remote street in the town. Third Brother said the shop owner was called Lady Li.
As soon as she entered the cloth shop carrying an empty basket, Lady Li saw her ugly face and was so startled that she almost screamed. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âDonât be scared, Iâm human,â Su Qingyue said calmly, her voice clear and melodious like a songbird.
Although Qingyue had been here before, Lady Li didnât recognize her because of the green ointment on her face. âWho are you?â
âXiao Yuchuanâs wife.â
Lady Li stared at her and finally recognized her. âOh, the wife of the Xiao family. Oh, you can talk now?â
âYes.â