Rebirth 90: The Long Road to Finding a Son

When Sun Aimin heard the boss talking about seasoning and wanted him to teach the recipe to Wang Gang, he couldn't help laughing.

He looked at Wang Gang with a strange look and said, "Human energy is limited. If you put too much energy into thinking about people, you will naturally have less energy to do things.

"I haven't learned it in several years, and I haven't taken the initiative to help my master do anything. I'm afraid it's too late to learn now. After all, the relationship between us as master and apprentice has ended..."

Although Wang Gang felt guilty, he pretended to be very aggrieved and said shamelessly: "What kind of master are you? You hide things all day long, afraid that people will learn something. Don't think that you are the only one in the world who can cook. There are many chefs who are better than you. You can teach me or not, don't expect me to bow my head and beg you..."

Then, he promised the boss: "Boss, don't worry, even if there is no Mr. Sun, I can still help you support the kitchen. I have been learning recently. Although I may be a little worse than Mr. Sun now, it won't be long before I can surpass him..."

Sun Aimin snorted coldly and said, "It is said that teaching an apprentice will make the master starve to death. You haven't even taught the apprentice yet, but you're leaving no chance for the master to survive. Which master would dare to accept you as an apprentice in the future? Have you forgotten how I taught you when you first came here?

Without a chef, you have to rely on your own guessing? Stop using customers as test subjects and causing problems. Then the boss will have to clean up your mess..."

Sun Aimin said this not simply to upset Wang Gang, but because Wang Gang did make a mistake in serving food to customers. After that, no big restaurant dared to hire him, and he could not accept the gap in status and environment when working as a chef in a small restaurant.

Later, he raised some money with his family to open a small noodle shop. However, he was too eager to make money and put contraband in the soup to keep customers. The noodle shop was closed down, and he was fined and sentenced. After he was released from prison, he had no intention of doing a proper job.

It can be said that the highlight of his life was the years he worked as a thug for the Zhan Jinhua gang. It is said that he earned several million.

Wang Gang heard Sun Aimin's harsh words and wanted to argue with him, but was stopped by his manager and boss.

The boss said, "Xiao Sun, calm down. Don't bother with a little apprentice. How about this, can we buy your seasoning formula? Just name your price!"

The chef's unique skill of cooking, in addition to cooking skills, also has a secret recipe that cannot be disclosed. This is a secret recipe passed down from ancestors and improved by generations, so he naturally cannot sell it.

Moreover, even if these people wanted to steal, they would have nowhere to steal. They have been learning from their father since they were young, and they have already memorized it and it is engraved in their minds. There is no such thing as writing it down on paper.

In response to his former boss's question, he replied, "I can help prepare a table for that important guest you mentioned. But I won't sell you the recipe for the seasoning. You've been in business for so long, you should know that this is the business of the diners, right?"

What else could the boss say? However, he still said, "How about this, can you supply the seasonings you prepared to our hotel? The store uses a lot of them, so it can be considered as an additional source of income for you. This shouldn't be difficult to do, right?"

This is not a difficult thing for Sun Aimin. He is short of money now, and this is a way to make money.

According to his experience, this hotel can use about 50 to 60 kilograms of this seasoning powder a month. If the raw materials are purchased, the cost is about 20 yuan per kilogram. It is not too much for him to sell it for 50 yuan per kilogram, right?

Finally, Sun Aimin agreed with the other party that the important customer's table would be served the next night, with a reward of 600 yuan. The seasoning powder would be supplied to the hotel at a price of yuan per catty.

The boss's secretary drafted a contract for the seasoning powder on the spot, temporarily signing a one-year contract, with a monthly supply of 60 kilograms at a price of 50 yuan per kilogram. Later, depending on the increase in raw material prices, Sun Aimin could negotiate the purchase price with the hotel.

Sun Aimin didn't expect that this trip was not in vain. The contract he signed could bring him an income of nearly two thousand yuan per month.

He couldn't help but sigh now, he was so stupid before. If he had known that the ancestral recipe could make money like this, why would he still work so hard?

But he just thought about it, he still had to do it, and he was also planning to go to Mafang City to do a big job!

In their previous life, despite having Sun Xiaohao, the trouble-making child, to drag them down, the couple still managed to earn money and buy several stores and properties. No matter how bad this life is, it will be better than the previous one!

Especially when his tens of millions of assets were almost lost under the pursuit of criminal gangs, Sun Aimin, who now has only 100,000 yuan in his hands, feels that the tens of millions of assets are really not worth mentioning. Once something big happens, this money can only hold out for a while.

So he could no longer make money in the same Buddhist way as in his previous life, but had to do his best to make huge profits.

Now that he had a source of income, Sun Aimin was no longer so panicked. He returned home quite relaxed and shared the good news with his family.

This conversation also provided him with some new ideas and gave him more ideas for making money.

After signing the contract, the hotel finance department paid half of the money for the seasoning. Early the next morning, he went to buy all the necessary seasonings, went home and prepared them according to the ratio, and packed the seasonings into six thicker plastic bags at the rate of ten kilograms per bag. He then sealed the bags with hot iron sheets, rode his bicycle to the hotel, and collected the remaining payment.

In just half a morning, he earned 1,800 yuan. It felt so good.

Although this amount of money is far from enough for him, it is still out of reach for many workers at a time when they only earn three or four hundred yuan a month.

Sun Aimin's cooking skills are very stable and he rarely makes mistakes. But to be on the safe side, he still made a request that Wang Gang not be allowed to enter while he was preparing ingredients and dishes.

Originally, he was a person who was very easy to trust others, and so was Yuan Jie.

However, the fantastic dream that Yuan Jie experienced not only made them understand their past lives, but also made them grow up quickly. They had to assume the greatest malice towards others and be on guard against others to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

There is another apprentice of Sun Aimin in the kitchen. Although he is called an apprentice, in fact, when Sun Aimin left the hotel, this young man named Li Haisheng had only worked here for two months. He was one of the more diligent and hardworking ones. Every day he called Sun Aimin "Master" and pestered Sun Aimin to teach him more things.

Later, after Sun Aimin opened a restaurant, he followed him and worked in Sun Aimin's kitchen. He was considered a relatively reliable person.

Sun Aimin kept him to help him, and the master and apprentice cooperated well and completed the task assigned by the hotel owner perfectly.

While preparing the ingredients according to Sun Aimin's instructions, Li Haisheng listened attentively to Sun Aimin's experience. Finally, he expressed his desire to continue learning from Sun Aimin.