Help! I just woke up and was stabbed by a big kid

The couple's faces immediately turned ugly. This was no secret, everyone knew about the gang's riot, and no one dared to intervene, and almost every vendor was robbed of a stall fee of one or two silver coins.

"I know a little about the background of those people!" Wu Sanfu said mysteriously, his face very serious.

"What's the background?" The couple became nervous.

"The Third Prince knows everything, right? His mother's family is a noble family in the capital that produced the Imperial Concubine! The head of the family is a first-rank official, a minister. Do you know what a minister is?" Wu Sanfu looked at the two of them with sidelong eyes. He had repeated this several times. His tone became more and more sophisticated, which was quite frightening.

"What is Shangshu?" Feng Laoshi, as his name suggests, was extremely nervous.

"The people who speak directly to the emperor! Killing you is as easy as killing an ant! You are tired of living, yet you dare to fight him!" Wu Sanfu blew his beard and glared.

"What?!" The couple was shocked. "He, he is such a high-ranking official, why would he be so mean to the common people who sell food in our county?"

"The Shangshu certainly doesn't have time to take care of you, but the Shangshu is behind those playboys! If you piss them off completely, they only need to give a warning, and your whole family will no longer exist in this county!" Wu Sanfu slammed the table hard, puffing his beard and glaring.

"Then, then we will..."

"You can either find another place to do this business, or... Well, I will be kind enough to take you in." After the villain finished singing, Wu Sanfu began to sing the good cop: "You know, my breakfast shop has always had poor business. After thinking about it, I guess I don't have enough experience to compare with you old craftsmen."

"I wanted to go back to my hometown and ask those old masters to come to work in my shop, but then this happened in the county. I thought, since your business is going nowhere, I might as well take your food and sell it in my shop. Wouldn't that be perfect?"

"But Boss Wu, the price you gave is only slightly more than the cost of our materials?!" Feng Laoshi asked anxiously, "Could it be that your old masters will also be treated this way when they come?"

"Hey, brother, don't blame me for saying something unpleasant. Although you have been working in the county for a few years, you are not famous after all. You are not even a local delicacy. I invited the master to come and work, at least there is a reason for publicity. What about you? What can you bring? If the goods cannot be sold, I have to find someone to deal with it. I will bear all the risks!"

Wu Sanfu's eyes were squeezed together with laughter.

"This this……"

"Just cook and bring it to me. Whether or not the food is sold is my shop's business," Wu Sanfu said. "No matter what the market is like, I will pay you two hundred coins a month. I won't give you a penny less!"

The couple looked at each other, hesitant expressions on their faces.

There is too little money.

"Is this our child?" Wu Sanfu suddenly asked, "How adorable! Come here, let uncle take a look."

It turned out that their two children were crowded at the door and eavesdropped, and were seen by Wu Sanfu.

The couple didn't stop them, so the brother and sister came over.

Wu Sanfu took out two pieces of maltose and six copper coins and stuffed them into the child's hand: "This is a gift for meeting. Take it. I think we get along well."

"Hurry up and say thank you uncle." Lu Junmei urged.

The two children thanked him in a crisp voice.

"Raising a child is not easy!" Wu Sanfu sighed and stopped talking.

The couple exchanged glances, but could not come to a conclusion for a while, and the scene fell silent.

"Well, let's do this!" Wu Sanfu said, "I like the two children. I'll make the decision."

He lowered his voice and said, "I will sign a contract with you secretly and pay you 300 coins a month... If you sell well, the bonus will be increased to 150. Don't tell anyone else! You are the only one who can afford this price."

Feng Laoshi's expression immediately became delighted: "Really? Thank you, Boss Wu, we will..."

Lu Junmei stepped on him hard and Feng Laoshi immediately shut up.

"Boss Wu, we still need to think about this matter. It's such a big thing, we can't decide it just by your words, right?" Lu Junmei apologized with a smile.

"Don't trust me? Okay, I understand." Wu Sanfu nodded, his face showing no unhappy expression. The common people were not fools, there were very few vendors that he could persuade with a few words, he went to nearly ten vendors, and only one family heard him say that he would secretly add more money, and then they happily made the order.

"You guys think about it, it's okay!" Wu Sanfu waved his hand generously, stood up and said goodbye, "I've made it very clear today, this contract is always valid. When we think it through and are willing to work together, come to the shop and find me. I'm leaving today."

The couple nodded repeatedly and respectfully escorted Boss Wu out the door.

After the gate was closed, Feng Laoshi asked in confusion, "Why didn't you agree to his request? He even secretly raised our salary!"

"You're stupid!" Lu Junmei poked his head, "He must have told every family the same thing!"

Lu Junmei is smarter than Feng Laoshi, otherwise Lu Junmei would be selling food outside to earn money every day.

"Ah?" Feng Laoshi's CPU burned out and he couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Go wash your dishes! There's no rush. Let's wait a few more days to see if Hongcheng's boss will come looking for us. I always feel that this person is not in the same group as Hongcheng." Lu Junmei said.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Feng Laoshi knew that his brain was not as good as his wife's, so he didn't argue with her.

The main one is to listen to advice.

……

Gu Yue was rummaging through spices in the storeroom.

He thought that he was going to fly back to Liuli Town on his own. It would be impolite to just leave like that, as if he was taking advantage of someone and running away. He had cooking experience in the present world, and he often watched cooking videos, so he might be able to think of a few improved recipes. He would leave a few recipes for the restaurant, and whether they could be cooked or not, it wouldn't be considered as just throwing them away after use.

A few bags of spices, all of which are used daily.

It would be nice if I could find pepper.

Pepper and Sichuan peppercorns are not the same thing, and their tastes are different. The seasoning added to the modern Hu La Tang is pepper, which is also one of the origins of its name.

The soup he drank from the soup seller Lu Junmei, except for the different taste, tasted very close to the modern Hu La Tang. Therefore, if he could find the seasoning, he could gradually experiment and try out the recipe proportions of modern Hu La Tang.

This warehouse is not the warehouse of a restaurant, but a warehouse for rare treasures that the Marquis brought back from his travels.

But why did Gu Yue come in so easily?

Because they are said to be rare treasures, but in fact they are all related to food.

For example, the soups and broths that a certain gourmet master used to taste delicacies from all over the world during his lifetime...this thing is just ordinary porcelain, and only the marquis would regard it as a treasure.

There were also seeds of strange fruits that the Marquis had eaten in the south. He brought them back and had people plant them. When they sprouted, they were frozen or dried up in the north. The rest were placed in the warehouse. The Marquis would occasionally touch them to recall the taste and mood at that time.

There were also various spices, among which Gu Yue saw something that looked like rosemary, but they were all hay and there was no possibility of growing them.

Goldfinger! How can this not be considered a goldfinger?

If you feel sleepy, someone will hand you a pillow.

However, Gu Yue also knew that this was all thanks to him taking the risk to ask for help from Cheng Hou Mansion. If he was afraid of breaking his legs and didn't come to ask for help, who knows how many detours he would have to take.

At least the key points of Northern Qin laws and restaurant management that the steward had taught him during this period of time were something he probably wouldn't be able to figure out even if he spent five or six years on his own.

If successful, I have to give a red envelope to the manager.