Seeing Chen Hao eating the food on the plate with a look of enjoyment, Boss Shen couldn't resist the temptation, picked up a piece and put it into his mouth. Immediately, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face, his lips were slightly bulging, and his eyes were wide open in surprise.

Look at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao grinned, pulled his robe and sat down: "Boss Shen, how does it taste?"

"The aroma is rich and the umami taste is unique. It is really endless aftertaste. This is the first time for a certain family to taste such delicious food!" Boss Shen said as he savored the aftertaste in his mouth.

"Can we talk about business then?" Chen Hao asked noncommittally.

"Uh, haha, I wonder what your surname is, sir?" Boss Shen asked with a smile on his face. He didn't feel the slightest indifference as before. He even changed his title.

"No need for your surname to be Chen!"

"Rong is abrupt, this dish doesn't feel like tiger meat, but this..." Boss Shen asked with some confusion.

"Of course it's not tiger meat. Tiger meat is so expensive. I used tofu as the ingredient to make this dish!"

Boss Shen was very surprised by Chen Hao's words. A piece of tofu could be used to make such a lifelike dish. It was really a work of art.

"I wonder how Mr. Chen is doing this business?" Boss Shen has already become interested in this business. With such dishes, the tavern business will definitely become prosperous.

"I prepare all the dishes and ingredients myself. I just need Boss Shen's tavern to sell them. As for the tiers, how about you take four tiers?" Chen Hao said his plan.

Boss Shen thought for a moment and felt that it would not cost him much. Not only could he make the tavern prosperous, but he would also have six layers to build up. Why not?

"Why would Mr. Chen choose a certain tavern? There are many taverns and inns in this county!"

"Zhang Ning is my friend!" Chen Hao said brightly.

In fact, Chen Hao didn't know that if he, a poor boy, wanted to move tiger skin tofu into a big restaurant, it would not happen overnight. Maybe he died in his belly before he met the boss. Who would believe that a young man could do it?

He is a good cook, so he must cook it slowly!

What's more important is that since the savings for buying a house are already stretched thin, and he may be thrown back to his original state without a source of living, Chen Hao cannot afford to wait.

"Okay, deal!" Boss Shen readily agreed to Chen Hao's request.

Just like this, a month has passed, and Chen Hao's life has become busy. He has been going back and forth between Luji Tavern and his residence. Since the business that Chen Hao negotiated a month ago, Chen Hao has to get up early every day before dawn and start cooking.

Fried tiger skin tofu.

At first, Chen Hao was able to deliver twenty portions of tiger skin tofu to the tavern every day. However, as the tofu made by Chen Hao became delicious and unique, the tavern's business improved and the required portions naturally increased.

As it grew older, it was naturally too much for Chen Hao to handle alone.

However, the people around Chen Hao can't help with this matter. It's not that Chen Hao is afraid of leaking secrets or something. The main reason is that if the cooking is not good, there will be side effects. If you eat the bad people, it will ruin the big thing. So Chen Hao has a sore back from busy every day.

Back pain.

At night, when people are intoxicated, they can temporarily leave the unhappiness and disputes of the day behind. But at this moment, Chen Hao is working hard in the room, sweating away as much as he can.

"Brother Hao, let's take a break. We've been busy for a long time! I made a pot of tea for you to drink to moisten your throat..." Lin Yueyao put the tea tray on the table and poured a cup of tea.

"Well, it's almost over!" Chen Hao did not look back, but wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued making tiger skin tofu.

Lin Yueyao couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart when she saw that Chen Hao didn't stop at all, with sweat on his forehead. Over the past few days, as the tavern's business has gotten better and better, the shopkeeper's orders for tiger skin tofu have increased day by day, so much so that now

The daily demand is as much as 100%.

This also increased Chen Hao's workload. He used to make his own tofu, but later had to go to Mrs. Wang's house next door to buy tofu to save time. However, this process of making tiger skin tofu can only be done by Chen Hao himself, which made Lin Yueyao feel sad.

It's like taking a five-flavor bottle, which makes me feel guilty and distressed.

So she took out the handkerchief from her sleeve, stepped forward and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, her technique was very meticulous and serious.

When Chen Hao saw Lin Yueyao wiping his sweat, he couldn't help but turned his head and said with a smile: "Yueyao, go sit over there first. It's dirty here, so don't get your clothes dirty!"

"Hmph! Didn't we come here like this when we were begging? I didn't see you saying anything dirty..." Lin Yueyao curled her lips and said indifferently.

Chen Hao put down the tofu in his hand and turned around and joked: "I once heard someone say that if a woman is willing to wipe your sweat willingly, it means that this woman must like the man opposite!"

Hearing this, Lin Yueyao couldn't help but pause while raising her right hand. Her cheeks turned red and she didn't know what to say. She simply took back her right hand and turned around, muttering to herself: "Glib talk, no seriousness..."

Although the sound was as thin as a mosquito's moan, it was still heard by Chen Hao. Chen Hao smiled slightly, walked to the desk, sat down on the desk, picked up the tea cup and drank it all.

"Now that we have a family, you need to change your behavior from now on." Lin Yueyao said with some displeasure when she saw Chen Hao sitting on the table without any rules.

Chen Hao was speechless secretly, thinking that this was not caused by the lack of seats in the Tang Dynasty. Sitting on the floor every day, how could Chen Hao in later generations get used to it.

"Brother Hao, how did you come up with the idea of ​​making this tiger skin tofu? It's really delicious!" Lin Yueyao asked curiously. She often eats the tofu made by Chen Hao and never gets tired of eating it.

Lin Yueyao's question made Chen Hao laugh. Of course, this tiger skin tofu is delicious. It is one of the top ten dishes of Anhui cuisine. It comes from the Anhui area, so it certainly suits the taste of Taihe County people.

"This tiger skin tofu was taught to me by an old white-haired immortal in my dream when I was talking about it. But it's not just this dish!" Chen Hao opened his mouth and started talking with bubbling words.

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"Seriously?" Lin Yueyao asked in confusion with her eyebrows furrowed.

"What do you think?" Chen Hao stared at Lin Yueyao with his clear eyes, which made Lin Yueyao feel embarrassed for a moment and suddenly her mind was a little confused.

What Chen Hao wants is this effect, so that Yue Yao will not struggle with this issue. Otherwise, he will never tell Yue Yao that this dish was actually created by Lao Zhu, a farmer who was a monk and then an emperor in later generations.

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Just like this, a month passed quietly. Today is the time for Chen Hao to go to Luji Tavern to withdraw money. Early in the morning, Chen Hao came to Luji Tavern early.

"Boss Shen, business is booming!" Chen Hao came in from the outside and cupped his hands, then congratulated Boss Shen in the lobby.

When Boss Shen saw that the visitor was Chen Hao, his face was like a twisted chrysanthemum, and he smiled: "Good morning, Mr. Chen, thank you!" After saying that, the two of them sat down nearby and asked Zhang Ning to make a pot of tea.

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Now Zhang Ning's salary has tripled because of Chen Hao, and Boss Shen's attitude towards him has also changed a lot, which makes Zhang Ning feel grateful to Chen Hao.

Not long after the two chatted, they saw several people walking in from the door. The leader was dressed as a young man, holding a folding fan in his hand and wearing a crown. He looked elegant. However, in this late autumn, there should be cold dew in the morning.

However, he was swinging the folding fan, which made Chen Hao curse in his heart: He was pretending to be struck by lightning!

"Who is Chen Hao?" The leading young man looked at the environment of the tavern with a proud face, opened the folding fan and half-hidden his nose and muttered: "Too small, too dirty, too low-grade!"
Chapter completed!