The unlucky guy was reborn as a lucky girl from a farm

The county magistrate usually wore an official robe, and no one dared to look him in the eye, so many people didn't know what the county magistrate looked like, and only a few people would recognize him when he was wearing casual clothes.

So when people came to the restaurant, no one felt there was anything to avoid and they continued to eat and drink normally.

When Manager Wang went out, he saw the county magistrate in casual clothes looking at the menu. It shouldn't be official business. Maybe he just came to eat. He quietly wiped a drop of sweat from his forehead.

Just as he was about to bow, the county magistrate raised his hand to stop him and lowered his voice, "No need to bow, just treat me as an ordinary guest. I came here today to try your signature dishes."

"I always hear people say how delicious your dishes are. Today I happen to be free, so I'll serve you the most delicious dish."

As he said this, he was going to sit there.

When Manager Wang saw this, he realized that this was not an option. The county magistrate was the most important official in this small place. It was an honor for the restaurant if he came here to dine. How could we not entertain him well?

He wanted to address Magistrate Liu again, but when the words came to his lips, he quickly changed the subject and said, "Liu... Sir, let's go to the private room. It's quieter there."

He raised his hand and waved it left and right, "No, it's lively and popular here. I haven't had a meal like this for a long time."

Shopkeeper Wang had no choice but to follow the county magistrate's request, bowed and nodded, "Okay, I'll arrange it right away."

After saying this, he turned around and was about to leave, thinking that he must not delay the county magistrate's meal.

"Hey~ Shopkeeper Wang~"

County Magistrate Liu called the man over, and Shopkeeper Wang turned around with some confusion.

"Please don't place my dish in front of those who have already ordered. Also, don't order too many. Two is enough. I can't eat that much by myself."

The county magistrate had a firm grasp on Shopkeeper Wang's thoughts and agreed repeatedly, not daring to disobey or act on his own initiative.

At this time, the waiter just came back, pulled him aside, gave him a few instructions, and then went to the kitchen to ask them to make two of the most popular dishes for the county magistrate to taste, of course, including Ni'er's sweet and sour pork ribs.

The waiter was serving tea with the tray in his hands shaking slightly. He didn't know why the usual familiar movements and procedures seemed so awkward.

The county magistrate was in front of me. I didn't dare to look up at him. I comforted myself in my heart that he was just serving tea and he was not a man-eating tiger. It was okay, it was okay.

Mustering up his courage, he finally brought the tea to the county magistrate's table.

"Sir, please have some tea."

As he spoke, he picked up the kettle and poured tea for the magistrate. His movements were very stiff, as if he were a wooden man.

The county magistrate sensed that the waiter was feeling uneasy, so he thought that if he talked to him, he would probably not be so nervous.

"Is this tea the same as on the other tables?"

Xiao Er always thought that officials were very serious, especially county magistrates who were in charge of a region. They should speak in a serious manner and be intimidating, but he did feel a little friendly.

However, you can't judge a person by his appearance, so I'm not sure what he means, so I'd better be careful in my response.

"Yes... yes, our restaurant only provides this kind of tea. If you want to drink other teas, you have to bring your own."

The county magistrate saw that the waiter did not seem to become less nervous after chatting with him, but became even more nervous.

"The tea has been spilled."

"Huh? Oh."

The waiter didn't react at first. He looked down, then quickly put down the kettle, picked up the towel on his shoulder, and wiped the water on the table.

Afraid of being blamed by the county magistrate, he lowered his head and spoke in a much softer voice, without the same vigor and energy as before. His voice was trembling, "Sir, do you have any other instructions?"

The county magistrate waved his hand and said, "Go down."

"Hey, sir, call me if you have any instructions."

The moment he turned around, the waiter was like a fish jumping back into the river from the shore, and he was finally able to breathe freely.

After giving instructions to the kitchen staff, Shopkeeper Wang came to Ni'er and said, "I'm sorry that I didn't treat you well today. How about I treat you to a meal as an apology?"

There were still a lot of things to do at home and she was anxious to go back and couldn't waste time. Ni'er quickly refused. It was not a big deal, as long as the price of the dishes could be negotiated.

"It's okay, we understand. It's just that we have other things to do and can't stay here any longer."

Shopkeeper Wang didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point, "How much do you plan to sell this dish for?"

Ni'er is very confident that the garlic pork will be a hot seller this summer, so the price she offered is twice as much as before.

"Manager Wang, let's split the money. How about this amount?"

Nier made the number eight with her hands.

Because the sweet and sour pork ribs were sold to Shopkeeper Wang before, he offered to pay him ten cents more so that the new dishes would be sold to him in the future.

Every time a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs is sold, there will be a profit of 40 cents.

Ni'er wanted eighty this time. Although he might not agree, even at this price, he would still make a profit, and much more than before.

When Shopkeeper Wang saw the price, he wondered if his eyes were playing tricks on him. Ni'er was just a child and didn't know what eighty cents meant. It was simply too much and he immediately felt that he could not agree to it.

Ni'er saw what he was thinking, and before he could bargain, she said, "Shopkeeper Wang, I know this price may be hard for you to accept, but please listen to my thoughts first."

He didn't interrupt but listened carefully, wanting to see what she could say with her clever mouth to change his mind.

Ni'er sat there, looking calm and composed. Such scenes were commonplace.

She has a temperament that other children in the village don't have. It seems that she has a kind of magic that makes people want to listen to what she says.

"Before, many customers ordered sweet and sour pork ribs, but when the weather gets hot, fewer customers eat that dish."

He waved his hand gently towards the lobby outside, "Just from what I saw on the tables of the guests eating today, there are not as many as before."

He glanced to the left as if thinking, "It's only one-third of what it was before. The money is slowly decreasing. I guess Manager Wang is also worried about this."

He pushed the remaining half plate of meat on the table in front of the shopkeeper, so that he could smell the aroma.

"At this time, you should have a meat dish that is cool, refreshing and not greasy. Garlic pork is the best choice."

He stretched out four fingers, pointed at the dish, and looked at Shopkeeper Wang with eyes full of confidence and affirmation in himself and this dish.

"I can guarantee that this dish will sell very well. On the way here, I deliberately asked Dad to take a long detour and avoid Lai Fu Restaurant. Otherwise, they would definitely be able to accept this price."

Shopkeeper Wang recalled that Lai Fu Restaurant had previously attracted all the customers with just one dish, and the restaurant's business was bleak and could only be maintained with difficulty.

Those days were extremely hard. Even my old friends who had worked with me for many years almost quit. Fortunately, we managed to get through it.

This dish is absolutely not allowed to be served at Lai Fu Restaurant.