When Ma Yiqun, who was standing by, heard that the recipe had sold 10,000 yuan, he immediately opened his eyes wide.

In a few hours, Lu Qingyu earned 10,000 yuan?

This is too fast.

You know, in 2001, ordinary working families could not make so much money a year.

However, before the boss was happy for ten seconds, Lu Qingyu shook his head.

"I'm talking about it, one hundred thousand!"

Hundred thousand?

Why don't you grab it?

This is the joint reaction between the boss and Ma Yiqun.

Indeed, it’s not so fast to grab money.

One hundred thousand yuan, in Luzhou in 2001, it was considered a huge sum of money.

"Little brother, you're a lion's mouth!" said the middle-aged boss squinted his eyes.

Ma Yiqun on the side also felt that the price was a bit too high, and he might scare the other party away.

But Lu Qingyu was full of confidence.

"Boss, don't draw conclusions in such a hurry."

"You have tried this recipe, and I can guarantee that no one will surpass it in the next ten years or even longer."

"With this recipe, your crayfish will definitely dominate Luzhou. You can use this advantage to increase the price, which is a few dollars more expensive than others. I believe no one will definitely lose."
Chapter completed!