[Red House] Release a concubine and have children

The owner of the restaurant had spent a lot of contacts and agreed a huge reward, so he invited help from the next door, but now he only got the result of "can't tell the name", how can the boss not be annoyed?

But for the other recipes of Youchizi, the boss can only endure it temporarily.

But the guest looked hesitant, as if he didn't want to speak.

The boss pulled his face down on the spot: "Don't forget what I paid you to come to Bazhou Capital. If there is no news, I won't pay."

Logically speaking, his restaurant is in the food business, not to mention ten taels of silver for a meal, but at least five taels for a good meal.From the very beginning, the restaurant's orientation towards customers has nothing to do with Zhou Gong's noodle stall, which has recently become famous.

As the owner of the restaurant, there is absolutely no need for him to inquire about the exclusive secret recipe of Mr. Zhou's noodle restaurant——

The two are completely irreconcilable, and it seems useless to do so except to provoke an enemy for nothing and damage one's reputation.

But who let this noodle stall suddenly "touch porcelain in the air", affecting the business of the restaurant?

The boss's business is doing well, but the old customers of the restaurant suddenly start to complain that the food in the restaurant is not good enough.What's more, the sales of several types of noodles that had been selling well in the store suddenly plummeted, and almost no one ordered them, leaving a lot of flour every day, resulting in a loss in vain.

The income of the building in the past half month is also less than one-fifth compared with the first half month.

The boss immediately became angry——

Cutting off people's money is like killing their parents. The noodle stall owner is unrighteous first, so naturally he can't be blamed for being unkind later.

Besides, he wasn't doing it alone.

It's just that he sent many individuals to investigate, and even bought a lot of noodles for the chef to study, but he still couldn't produce the secret of the noodles selling so well, which also shook the morale of the army.

——Don't think he doesn't know, the waiters in the store have secretly become customers of Zhou Gong's noodle stall after tasting the small noodles he bought with money.

The boss is going to be mad!

Seeing that the business in the store was getting worse and worse, and more and more customers came to Zhou Gong's noodle stall to eat, the boss finally couldn't sit still, and invited the famous "spirit tongue" over with money.

But the result?

The guest hesitated for a long time, but in the end he was still willing to make the trip in vain, so he wrote down the recipes of the spicy oil that he had tasted one by one.

"Pepper, garlic, salt, peanuts..."

The more the boss looked at it, the more wrong it became, and finally he couldn't help but complained: "This is the formula I bought for hundreds of taels of silver? Are you kidding me? If you don't give me the real formula, believe it or not, I will let you buy it." You are ruined!"

The formula written by this "spiritual tongue" not only has ordinary ingredients,

It's not even as complex as the second-best recipes from his shop.

How could such a recipe make the noodle stall attract so many customers, and even affect the business of the restaurant?

"Spirit Tongue" smiled wryly: "That's why I don't know whether I should write the formula to you."

The boss stared in disbelief.

The chef who had been standing quietly by the side spoke to him: "Boss, I think Mr. Ling Tongue gave the real recipe."

Seeing that the boss didn't believe it, the chef reminded, "You forgot, I told you when you asked someone to buy noodles before, although the boss of the public noodle restaurant this week can be regarded as a proficient noodle maker, he is as good as me. Between brothers. He was able to attract so many customers with a single noodle stall, but only with a unique seasoning."

This chef specializes in making noodles in the store, but this store is a restaurant after all, and there are few noodles, so he is not taken seriously in the store.

He did say this before, but the boss didn't take it to heart.

Now with the evidence of Mr. Ling Tongue, he will not be ignored if he says this again.

"Then tell me, what's the name of the seasoning you're talking about!" The boss said angrily, "You only said that Zhou Gong's noodle stall relied on a recipe, but a unique seasoning, but you couldn't tell why. , how can people trust you?"

The chef turned to look at Mr. Ling Tong: "Boss, I'm just a cook. Even if I tasted the special seasoning because I know a lot about making noodles, I have been living in Bazhou Prefecture for most of my life, and I don't even have a place in Fucheng. If you have been out, how can you be more knowledgeable than Mr. Ling Tongue? If you want to know the seasoning, you should ask Mr. Ling Tongue more.”

He is a part-time worker for the boss, and now he is just trying to make the boss pay more attention to him, but he has no intention of angering the boss.

Don't say he doesn't know what that seasoning is, even if he knows, he can't say it——

It cost the boss hundreds of taels of silver to invite Mr. Ling Tongue to help, but even if he worked in the restaurant for a year, he would not be able to earn so much money at all.

The boss suddenly turned his head to look at Mr. Lingtong: "Sir, do you know the seasoning?"

Mr. Ling Tongue is now in a dilemma. Judging from the current situation, the money agreed with the boss before may not be able to get back.He sighed a long time: "Boss, I have told you before that I don't know the name of that seasoning."

"you!"

"It's true that I didn't handle this matter properly, so I don't want the money anymore. I also ask the boss not to spoil my reputation." After finishing speaking, Mr. Lingtong left the restaurant with his two servants.

The boss was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he immediately chased after him, and then put the promised reward into his arms

plug.

Mr. Ling Tongue declined with a smile, but still chose to leave.

The boss stared blankly at Mr. Ling Tongue's leaving back, wanted to say something, but couldn't say a word——

He didn't even want the promised reward, so what else could he say?

As for the words to tarnish Mr. Ling Tongue's reputation, it was nothing more than his angry words. Instead, he was a little worried about whether his behavior would offend him.

The boss quickly returned home dejectedly. It happened that his wife was teaching his son a lesson at home. Seeing him coming back early, she let go of the bear child and went up to him: "Master, why did you come back so early today? But what happened in the store?"

The boss was originally a person who reported good news but not bad news, but the fact that happened today made people upset, he couldn't control it for a while, so he persuaded everything to come out.

As he said that, he also focused on describing Mr. Ling Tongue's taste of chili peppers.

"Listen to this description, 'the taste is spicy and exciting but not astringent, and it is hearty after eating'... I have been in this business for so many years, but I have never heard of any seasoning with such a taste. Cornel has a spicy taste. taste, but doesn’t cornel have a bitter taste after eating it? And after eating it, you will feel hearty... How does this sound like a seasoning? It’s almost the same as some medicinal materials!"

The boss became more and more angry and slapped the table loudly.

He moved suddenly, and stood quietly aside in fright, while his son shrank like a quail and jumped up.

The boss couldn't get used to his son's appearance the most, and when he was angry at this time, he immediately picked up the feather duster next to him and was about to lick his son.

His son was so frightened that he ran away on the spot, shouting as he ran: "Daddy, Daddy, if I tell you the name of that seasoning, can you stop beating me!"

The boss was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious: "I don't even know what that seasoning is, how can you know it, you brat?"

His son rushed out of the door like flying, and quickly came in with a pot of bright red plants: "Here, isn't the seasoning you mentioned just now pepper flower?"

The boss paused, his eyes dazed: "...?"

Pepper flower?

His son hugged the chili flower and said plausibly: "Did you forget? When you bought the chili flower home before, your son saw it was beautiful, and secretly ate a chili fruit. I was so hot that I cried, but you still Blame me for breaking your valuable chili flower, and beat up my son again. My son's butt still hurts."

As he spoke, his son grinned and touched his buttocks.

Looking at the bright red hot pepper flowers in his son's arms, the boss suddenly felt struck by lightning——

Do you dare to love that he has always had a treasure mountain without knowing it?