Chapter 83 The Real World
The shopkeeper couldn't wait to grab a piece of braised pork. This braised pork is even better than the one cooked by the master.
The shopkeeper's eyes were so bright, although he tried his best to hide the expression on his face, Bei Yutang could still see that he was very satisfied with this braised pork.
Bei Yutang had an idea in her heart, and now it's time to look at the price.
"This lady, how about talking in another place?" The shopkeeper put down his chopsticks.
"it is good."
The two changed to a private room, and the shopkeeper poured a cup of tea for her, "This braised pork dish tastes good, but it can be entered in our restaurant. You can tell me the price."
Bei Yutang has never sold a recipe, so he can't judge the specific price. "How much do you think this recipe is worth?"
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that she would kick the ball over.
"A tael of silver."
The shopkeeper paid attention to Bei Yutang's expression without any expression. A tael of silver was a huge sum for an ordinary peasant woman. But looking at the woman in front of her, there was no surprised expression at all.
Bei Yutang shook her head, "Too little."
"How much do you think is appropriate?" the shopkeeper asked.
"Five taels of silver."
"What?!" Now it was the shopkeeper's turn to be surprised. Five taels of silver, the price is outrageous. "The price is too high."
Bei Yutang interrupted him, "Don't rush to refuse, just listen to me and then decide."
"Okay, you say."
"For a piece of braised pork, the price will naturally be higher. A good dish will increase the rate of return of customers. They cannot order only one dish and order others at the same time. In this way, a dish can drive The whole restaurant. The most important thing is to make a name."
"Now in the entire Fengyang County, when you ask who's food is delicious, the first thing everyone thinks of is Fumanlou. The second is your Hongfu Restaurant."
"If it is successful, then when everyone talks about it in the future, they won't just remember Fumanlou."
The last sentence completely spoke to the heart of the shopkeeper of Hongfu Restaurant.
After Bei Yutang finished speaking, he was not in a hurry, but waited for the shopkeeper's reply and let him think about its value.
"Do you have any other recipes?" The shopkeeper looked at her expectantly.
If there is, then it can compete with Fumanlou, and it will not let one family dominate.
"Not yet."
"Temporarily?" The shopkeeper didn't understand.
"If there is, I can give you this price. If not, it's still a little reluctant to win over the guests with just this dish. Well, let's not talk about a tael of silver, how about three taels of silver?"
"Five taels." Bei Yutang insisted.
"Four or two is good."
"Shopkeeper, your family has a big business, so it's not less than a tael of silver." Bei Yutang looked at the aching face of the shopkeeper, and it felt like cutting flesh from him.
"Okay, five taels of silver is only five taels of silver." The shopkeeper agreed with a painful expression, "If you sell it to my family, you can't sell it to others."
"This is natural."
The two signed an agreement. Bei Yutang wrote down the process of making braised pork and the proportions of the ingredients in detail, and then handed it over to the chef. After the chef had mastered it, it would be completed.
Bei Yutang walked out of the Hongfu Restaurant with the 5 taels of silver he just earned in his arms. After leaving the restaurant, she was not in a hurry to go back. She went to the cloth village first, pulled four pieces of cloth, and then went to the market to buy two catties of meat.