Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

"One hundred taels?"

"Uh..." Gong Xu was stunned for a moment, he never thought that Han Yingxue would dare to ask for a price of one hundred taels! This little girl really knows how to talk like a lion.

"No?" Han Yingxue pretended to be disappointed and lost much interest.

"Girl, I said ten taels!" Gong Xu explained, ten taels! Ordinary chefs only paid two taels of silver, and the one he hired before was only four taels of silver. Giving her ten taels is already a lot! He is a businessman, the more profit the better, the lower the cost the better.

Han Yingxue sneered, and said, "Are you joking about me? You want to invite me over for ten taels of silver?"

Gong Xu was startled by Han Yingxue's tone.

What, ten taels of silver is too low?

Can this little girl really eat so much money?

Or did Fulai Restaurant pay her far more than this?

"Girl, let's talk about it, talk about it, since you don't like money enough, you can open it yourself, as long as I can accept it!" Gong Xu said with a smile.

The highest price he could give was fifteen taels, which was more than that. He had to think about it carefully, after all, even if the cook was hired for fifteen taels of silver a month, it was enough to hire the best one in Kyoto.

Is it possible that a cook in a small town in the countryside still needs to pay the salary of a cook in a big restaurant in Kyoto?

"One hundred taels!" Han Yingxue said directly.

"One hundred taels?" Gong Xu's eyes widened, and he almost swears. One hundred taels, why don't you grab it, I'm afraid the restaurant's profit is only so much a month.

"Does the shopkeeper think it's too tall?" Han Yingxue asked disdainfully.

"This... the price is indeed a bit high. My restaurant can only earn a hundred taels a month at most..."

"Okay!" Han Yingxue interrupted him. "There is no one hundred taels, so just let go of this thought."

"Forehead……"

Gong Xu had no choice but to retreat at this time.

One hundred taels, where can I hire a good cook, I can use a hundred taels.

This little girl's cooking skills are amazing, but he doesn't believe it, he can't hire a better cook when he goes to Kyoto!

"That's fine, I'll go first!" Gong Xu shook his sleeves in displeasure.

When he walked away, Han Yingxue had a mocking smile on his lips.

"Xue'er, isn't ten taels of silver a lot?" Hu Xiaoli asked curiously.

Why Xue'er listened, she didn't care at all, and she could still shout a hundred taels in one gulp.

So much silver... She has never seen it before.

"Well, it's quite a lot, but it's still close to what Uncle Li gave!" Han Yingxue smiled.

It seems that Li Yunshan's wages are only six taels of silver a month, but she has the profit commission of a dish in her hand, and it is not impossible to put the stinky tofu on the table in a few days, which will be nearly a hundred taels a month.

When Gong Xu saw it, he knew that he was just a villain who was only interested in profit. He paid ten taels of silver with an air of aloofness, with the treachery of a profiteer in his eyes. If he cooperated with him, he would raise profits from the vegetables he sold. It is estimated that he will not cooperate.

Rather than doing this, she might as well be with Li Yunshan, and when she has enough capital, she can make her own investment and earn more money.

Hu Xiaoli swallowed her saliva, "Xue'er, Uncle Li gave you so much money?"

"Why, do you think it's too much?"

Hu Xiaoli rolled her eyes, and hurriedly said: "Not much, not much. Compared with the profit Xue'er brings, ten taels of silver is really nothing."

"Haha, Xiaoli, you've become smarter!"