The next day!

Wang Minglan and Wang Minghui came jogging to the foot of Nanshan Mountain.

Well!

However, this running time is a bit long.

When they dragged their mud-like bodies and sat down on the bench beside the open space.

The training in the camp has long ended.

Xue Zijin came over with a smile: "The two sisters have traveled these thirty miles, so there is no need to exercise in the morning. After resting, they can go back to Dongzhuang for lunch!"

"good……"

Wang Minglan waved her hands feebly: "Then...in the afternoon...we will...come over again."

Wang Minghui: "..."

Can she... not come?

It’s more suitable for her to be a book-reading female celebrity!

Xue Zijin smiled meaningfully, turned around and started running.

Hongxiu curtsied to the two girls who had collapsed into a ball, and then ran quickly to follow them.

A few moments.

The two figures were like red rabbits and disappeared from sight in a blink of an eye.

Wang Minglan: "..."

Wang Minghui: "..."

The two sisters looked at each other with shock in their eyes.

No wonder people don’t take them with them...

This gap...is really not that big!

When Xue Zijin and Hong Xiu returned to their old house.

A group of chefs have already prepared ingredients and are waiting in the fire room.

"Miss Xue! Today I will cook braised crucian carp."

"I make stir-fried beef tenderloin."

"I make bear paw tofu."

"I do……"

"I do……"

Everyone gathered around in a noisy manner, scrambling to announce the names of the dishes they wanted to make.

"stop."

Xue Zijin raised his hand and everyone immediately fell silent.

"Old rules, let's draw lots!"

There are not enough iron pots, but none of the chefs is more senior than the others.

During my first teaching session a few days ago.

These chefs all wanted to be the first to take charge, and the quarrel almost overturned the kitchen.

Later, Xue Zijin set the rules for drawing lots, and then the situation was brought under control.

She took out ten paper balls with numbers on them and asked everyone to draw lots.

A few moments.

There were sounds of joy and groans in the kitchen.

Immediately afterwards, five large iron pots were set on fire at the same time.

Soon, the sound of cooking and frying filled the air.

When Wang Bozhong and Wang Boliang came together, the closed fire room was already surrounded by drooling servants.

"What are you doing here? Just go and do what you have to do."

Upon hearing Wang Boliang's solemn voice, the servants immediately dispersed.

"Humph! There is no future, no determination at all."

I saw my eldest brother muttering dissatisfiedly as he opened the door.

Wang Bozhong smiled and said: "Why are you scolding them? This is a good thing."

He could even imagine what kind of grand occasion Zhufeng Restaurant would be like tomorrow.

Thinking of the sound of coins clattering, the corners of Wang Bozhong's lips curled up to the back of his ears.

When Xue Zijin saw the two old men approaching, he stepped out of the door and greeted them.

"Grandpa! Second grandpa! Why are you here?"

Wang Boliang heard this and said with a smile: "These dishes will be launched tomorrow. I will take the cooks back."

"oh!"

Xue Zijin curved his lips and smiled: "Then how much does the second grandfather plan to price it?"

"This..."

Wang Bozhong rubbed his hands, and the smile on his face became more dazzling.

"I've thought about it. Iron pots are expensive, so the price shouldn't be set too low."

Talking!

He stretched out two fingers and said, "Meat dishes cost two cents a share, and vegetarian dishes cost a hundred cents each."

Xue Zijin raised his eyebrows, raised his pink lips and said, "Meat dishes cost ten ounces per portion, and vegetarian dishes cost two ounces each."

Wang Bozhong: "..."

This girl... is much darker than him!

"Yeah! Jiaojiaoer's price is very reasonable."

Wang Boliang on the side was twirling a few sparse white beards and looking at his good granddaughter with approval.

“There are a lot of extravagant people nowadays, and a jar of fine wine or a piece of brocade is all being snatched up at exorbitant prices.

Our dishes are considered delicacies in the world, and the price is ridiculous."

this……

Wang Bozhong swallowed: "Then... all prices are based on ten condoms?"

"no."

Xue Zijin took out a menu from his sleeve pocket. There were dozens of dishes on it, all with prices marked on them.

The dishes that cost ten coins are just stir-fried vegetables and cold dishes.

The prices of the cooked dishes, stewed dishes, and special dishes vary, with the cheapest costing eighteen cents.

The most expensive ones cost hundreds of dollars.

Wang Boliang: "..."

His good granddaughter is really hardworking. She not only has to teach the cooks how to cook.

You still have to make iron pots, set the price, and only get 20% of the profit. It's really a big loss.

"My second grandfather might as well have a banquet with Jinyang's famous officials to taste delicious food at Zhufeng Restaurant tomorrow for publicity, and then launch the menu later.

In addition to stir-fried dishes, vegetarian dishes and cold dishes that can be ordered at any time, stewed dishes, roasted dishes and special dishes must be reserved in advance, and it is stated that only ten servings of each dish are sold every day."

Xue Zijin thought for a while and added: "And every day after midnight, no matter how many dishes are reserved, they will all be claimed to be fully booked."

This is hunger marketing for the 21st century.

The less you can buy it, the more you want to buy it, and the less you feel sorry for the money in your pocket.

Wang Bozhong has been in shopping malls for a long time. After the initial shock, he quickly figured out the key.

He didn't eat any food, and he didn't take the cook with him, so he turned around and returned to Jinyang City in a hurry.

An hour later.

Each of the ten chefs prepared five dishes and set up two large tables in the side hall of the main courtyard.

There are so many dishes that Xue Zijin and his family can't finish.

Yes.

Everyone from the Wang family in Dongzhuang would smell the fragrance every day and bring their families to the old house to have a meal.
To be continued...