Traveling through ancient times and taking space to farm

I made a little too much Malatang. One person filled a big bowl and there was still some leftover.

While Wang Junli was serving the dishes, she went to mix the sesame sauce, which is the soul of Malatang. Without sesame sauce, Malatang would not be fragrant.

As early as when she was cooking Malatang, everyone in the room was greedy for the aroma. They came out early and sat at the dining table, waiting to eat.

Han Yun and Wang Junli served all the dishes before serving the finale.

"This is the food I plan to sell in the town. You have to give me your opinion after eating it. You can't just eat without talking."

Han and Tang took Yunhai Yuntao and placed a small table next to it. The old man, the old lady, Lu Tianci and Wang Zhenyuan sat at the big table.

Originally, Mr. Wang was unwilling to eat with his master. After all, no servant could be on an equal footing with his master. This was against the rules.

However, everyone in the Zhang family is kind-hearted and simple, and they have no concept of hierarchy.

After asking again and again, I had no choice but to accept. If I declined any more, I would be disrespectful. Isn't there a saying that when it's enough, it's enough.

"Then I have to try it, otherwise I will have to spend money to eat it again!" Lu Tianci joked.

"No, the Malatang you ate today is a high-end version.

Look, there are meat and meatballs in your bowl, and I also put Hericium mushrooms in it. How much do I have to sell this bowl to not lose money?"

"Hmm...the taste of spicy and spicy hot pot is different."

Lu Tianci took the spoon, took a sip of the soup, and continued: "The taste of the soup is even more fragrant. In winter, you can have a bowl of spicy hotpot to get rid of the cold and warm your body.

So I think you can do this business, but it’s too easy to sweat when you eat it now.

Besides, a bowl of your high-quality Malatang costs dozens of mosquitoes, right?"

Han Yun said: "Sweating is right!

Malatang pays attention to the word "hot", which means eating it while it's hot or hot.

In this way, it will be numb enough and spicy enough. No matter how cold it is, it will make you sweat profusely and make you want to stop eating it. After eating it this time, you will want to eat it next time!"

At this time, Yunhai put her fingers on her ears and said, "Second sister, Malatang is so spicy for your ears and eyes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he made everyone burst into laughter.

The old lady held back her smile and said to him, "You don't like the spicy food? Then don't eat it and eat something else." She made a move to get his bowl.

Yunhai was so frightened that she covered her hands and said hurriedly: "Grandma, grandma, grandma, grandma... Grandma, I don't think it's spicy, it's just scratching my ears and eyes, scratching, scratching, I didn't say I wouldn't eat it!"

He said it as if to prove that he really didn't mind the spicy food. He took two big bites, and it was so spicy that he hissed, gasped, and said it was so satisfying.

After everyone tasted it, they all felt that this business could be done, but the price was still open to discussion.

After dinner, Han Yun took Lu Tianci and Wang Junli together to study how to open the shop, how to open it, and what kind of opening it would be, hoping for their advice.

Han Yun directly said that Malatang should be divided into several grades, but few people didn't know how to decide on how much to pay and how much to put.

Later, Han Yun decided to take the route of weighing dishes for later generations. Vegetarian dishes are priced at the same price, meat dishes are priced at the same price, and you can eat as much as you want.

Both Lu Tianci and Wang Junli thought her method was good and novel.

You can eat whatever you want and choose the ingredients you like within your own tolerance. Just this idea can attract some diners and gourmets.

Here, Mr. Wang Zhenyuan touched Yunhai and said to Mr. Zhang Yusheng: "This child has good bones and is suitable for martial arts training. It's just that martial arts training is hard. Don't feel bad, old man!"

"Hey, why do you feel so bad? This little boy just lacks a serious master to teach him. Let him go to school, but he refuses. He only wants to learn martial arts.

If my brother is willing to teach him, that is his blessing. Just let him suffer a little and discipline him how he should be disciplined.

I see that Junli and his children are well-controlled in their advance and retreat, so I can rest assured that I will leave Xiaohai to you!"