Yes Qing Fei Qing

The next day, as soon as Han Qingming set up his stall, there were a bunch of people guarding the stall for money, asking Han Qingming to grill skewers with copper coins. Han Qingming smiled faintly, and his demeanor surprised those people.

"Guest officers, please don't be in a hurry. The skewers are not ready yet. Everyone, please line up and stand up. When the skewers are ready, I'll hand over the skewers to you." Han Qingming said helplessly, "Otherwise, we'll make a bunch of skewers like this." , no one can buy it."

Someone behind the crowd yelled, "What if your skewers are sold out?"

Han Qingming smiled and said loudly, "Guest officers, don't panic, there are a lot of skewers today, enough!"

The crowd roared with laughter.

The grilled skewers are slowly put on the shelves, cooked, and sold in bunches.

People still buy a lot of vegetables, after all, meat skewers are more expensive, but because vegetables are more profitable, everyone in Han Qingmingle buys vegetables.

At the end of the row, there are still a lot of skewers left.

Han Qingming was wondering if today's meat skewers would be wasted, but he saw that fat old man walking over covered in sweat that day, and said, "Your skewers are becoming more and more difficult to buy." He was the first one to buy them yesterday. Well, it's the last one today!

It's hard for him, how can a pampered old man overwhelm an old lady who is used to grocery shopping?Still in the front at first, somehow got pushed to the back.

"Will there be no more skewers today?"

When Han Qingming heard this, he laughed, "There are four skewers of vegetables and 23 skewers of meat left."

The fat old man proudly offered a tael of silver, "I'll give it all to you! You don't need to look for it, just roast it all for me!"

At this time, the ratio of silver to silver is that one thousand copper is equal to one silver, and ten silver is equal to one gold.

Han Qingming almost lost his eyes with a smile, "Why is this so embarrassing? How about it, if you come to eat in the future, it will be half price, and you will use this one or two to buy the VIP qualification."

"Guest?" The fat old man's eyes lit up, "This is really new! As expected of a scholar, he is knowledgeable!"

Han Qingming's hands on the skewers stopped, "Did you see it?"

The fat old man squinted his eyes with a smile, "You scholars, you have a spirit, probably this is called poetry and book spirit, and businessmen like us who are full of money." He shook his stubby fingers, "no the same."

"What's the difference." Han Qingming's subordinates kept moving, "It's not the same as going through the world, coming for fame and fortune, and going for fame and fortune."

"When people are bustling, they come for profit, and when they are crowded, they just go for profit."

"Hahahaha~" The fat old man covered his stomach with a smile, "It's all for profit," he wiped away his tears until he burst into tears and said, "Aren't you just looking for money in your life!"

"Boy, you are right. You are different from most scholars I have met."

Han Qingming smiled wryly, "Life is difficult, so naturally I know a lot better than ordinary people."

After saying that, he casually glanced at the younger sisters who were helping to string together.

The fat man naturally noticed the look in his eyes, and sighed, "That's right. In this world, who is easier? Boy, you do a good job of skewering, and I will come again in the future."

"Thank you, master." Han Qingming smiled broadly.

After selling it for more than half a month, Han Qingming's grilled skewer stall gradually became famous. With some money saved, the days seemed to get better and better, but troubles also came to the door.

Looking at the people in front of the stall, Han Qingming sent the two children away and asked them to go to the nearby dim sum shop to buy dim sum, and said calmly, "Don't talk about business in front of the children, they are still young, what should I do if they are scared?"

Those strong men with big arms and round waists were embarrassed for a while, and somehow felt that they bowed their heads.

The steward in front did not blush, and said, "Okay, we didn't think carefully, and I hope you will take care of me."

Due to these people's smashing the market, the people who bought skewers around them had already dispersed. Looking at the vegetables and pieces of meat in the bag, Han Qingming was annoyed for a while, but he didn't show it at all, and smiled indifferently.

"I don't know if you come here, what kind of business do you want to discuss with me?"

"Excuse me, I came down here because I heard that you have a recipe for grilled skewers. It is extremely delicious. I wonder if you can give it up?"

"The manager is polite," Han Qingming said, "Which business in this world is not for money? If the price is right, it can be sold."

"Sure enough, he is happy!" The manager was very satisfied and stretched out a slap.

Han Qingming looked at it and said with a smile, "500 taels? As expected of the manager of Donglailou, it's a big deal when you make a move."

Embarrassed on Sun Maoli's face, he saw that the other party was deliberately teasing him, and he was not angry, and said, "Your Excellency may be wrong, what I mean is five taels of silver."

Han Qingming sneered, "Your Excellency is the one. Don't deceive me that I am ignorant. Nowadays, ordinary cooking recipes are probably not as cheap as five taels. When you make a move, it is five taels?"

In ancient times, there was no intellectual property rights. All knowledge, technology, and even skills were secrets that were not passed on. If you want to get it, you must either pay a lot of money to buy it, or become this person's apprentice, and you will be squeezed for a few years first.

Now this person actually said that he wanted to use five taels of silver to buy his own barbecue recipe, which was worth a lot of money today?

Sun Maoli showed no embarrassment on his face, and said, "You are not from the imperial capital, so naturally you don't know the prices here." He had investigated Han Qingming these days, and knew that this person was just a countryman, a poor scholar, with a clean background.

"Those complicated dishes, the untold secrets, are naturally very expensive, but ordinary barbecue like yours is only worth five taels."

Han Qingming said, "Then it seems that we can't talk properly, your Excellency should go to another place to ask for a prescription." After saying that, he continued to take out the skewers and put them on the grill.

Behind Sun Maoli, a burly man stepped forward, silently clenched his fists and made a rattling sound.

Han Qingming ignored it, and after a while, a fat old man in a thick silk jacket came over and shouted, "Little Han! Give me another 35 skewers of meat and [-] skewers of grilled vegetables! Pack them up! Take them away!"

Qian Fugui is a fat man, and he also has the common problem of most fat people. He loves to eat meat. There must be meat on the table, and there is no joy without meat.

He doesn't like vegetables with green stripes.

But the vegetables here in Han Qingming are different, the scorched, soft and rotten vegetables are actually more delicious than ordinary meat!

Because of this, Qian Fugui fell in love with the dishes on Han Qingming's barbecue stand, and sometimes bought more vegetables than meat.

Han Qingming smiled at Master Qian, "How much do you want today?"

Master Qian replied with a smile, "I brought it home for my wife and children, and I will pick out a few vegetables for me later, and I will eat it alone."

"Okay." Han Qingming took out the skewers and put them on the grill.

When those people don't exist.

Sun Maoli recognized Mr. Qian, and went up to compliment him, "Oh, isn't this Mr. Qian? Why did you come to this kind of food stall? I thought that with your tongue, you could not get rid of Hongyanlou and our Donglailou. Waiting!"

These words are a bit preposterous, intended to explore the relationship between Han Qingming and the president of the Pingyang Chamber of Commerce.

After all, the relationship between the two conversations is very familiar.

He is also used to watching people order dishes.

Master Qian looked around at Sun Maoli and the people behind him, and with a clue in his mind, he deliberately approached Han Qingming, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "This is my brother's stall. I'm free, so I'm here to cheer for my brother." Son, what? Who are you? I also heard about my brother's name, come here to try something new?"

Sun Maoli smiled wryly, "How can I? I am so busy that I don't touch the ground every day. I heard that there is a capable person here. The barbecue made by me is different from other places. Has this manager come here to learn from you?" He was also slick, and in a few words he pushed his responsibility away, never mentioning that he suggested Donglailou's shopkeeper to buy Fangzi.

Master Qian put his hands behind his back and said, "That's right, unlike me, who is an idler, Steward Sun is a busy person, how can he hang around like me."

Sun Maoli quickly bent down, "Oh, don't dare, if Master Qian is an idler, then only the one in the Golden Luan Hall can be called a busy person in the whole world."

After a flattering, Mr. Qian felt comfortable all over, but Mr. Qian did not back down, "Since we are talking about business, let's talk about it."

Sun Maoli knew that the two of them had nothing to do with each other, but if Mr. Qian wanted to protect Han Qingming, he would have nothing to do, so he could only test his breath first. Hearing this, he thought that Mr. Qian was going to let him go, and he was delighted at the moment.

But then Master Qian said, "My brother is from the countryside, and I don't know the prices in the city. I'm afraid he will suffer, why don't I talk to you."

Sun Maoli immediately grimaced.

It's better to just ask a higher price and buy Fangzi directly!

Who doesn't know that Qian Bodhisattva Qian Fugui has a sharp mouth, a mouth of profit, opening his mouth means money will flow in, and talking about business with him can be scraped off a layer of oil!

But Haikou boasted, and if he couldn't finish it, he would have to walk around without eating. Sun Maoli rolled his eyes and had a plan in his mind.

"Then, how much is Master Qian going to estimate?"

It would be better to sell the money master, and in the future I will also get a name in front of this business humerus.

Master Qian looked at Han Qingming.

This kid is quite humane, and he likes it quite a bit, so he doesn't hesitate to help him with small things, but he won't make trouble for himself because of it. "How are you going to sell it?"

Han Qingming turned over the skewers, looked up and smiled, "This recipe is too cheap, I won't sell it."

Sun Maoli was anxious, "Didn't you just say that the price is easy to negotiate? Why did you change your mind again?"

Han Qingming said, "Five taels a piece of prescription is too cheap. I do business with the hope of making money for a long time. How can I be greedy for such a small profit?"

Upon hearing the price of five taels, Master Qian took a look at Sun Maoli.

He is also a traitor.

Fortunately, he was urged by his wife to buy skewers today, otherwise he was afraid that Brother Han would not be able to eat and walk around.

Seeing Qian Fugui looking at him meaningfully, Sun Maoli broke out in a cold sweat, but he didn't dare to use force to force him anymore, so he took off Master Qian's face and said, "Then how much do you want to sell?"

Han Qingming said, "I'm not going to sell the recipe. To be honest, there are a few seasonings in this recipe that are extremely rare, and I don't know many people. As far as I know, I am the only one who has it. I plan to sell it regularly. I will provide you with seasonings, you can brush them on the dishes, marinate them and grill them directly, what do you think?"

Sun Maoli still doesn't want to give up on Fang Zi, and is ready to work hard, "For Fang Zi's matter, let's talk about the price, how about 20 taels? Gold."

Han Qingming sneered inwardly, why didn't I see you just now to negotiate a price?

Coincidentally, Han Feihe and Han Shuihe came back from buying some snacks. Seeing the familiar chubby figure, Shuihe mischievously said hello, "Grandpa Qian~" and then patted Qian Fugui's stomach.

Qian Fugui helped Han Qingming this time, and to a large extent, he also knew the situation of the Han family. His parents died early and his son had to give up his studies to earn money to support the family. There were also two younger sisters in the family.

It's really unreasonable for this kind of family to cheat.

He is a businessman, but not a bad businessman with no conscience!He also rapes, but he never destroys humanity!

In addition, he especially likes children, especially little girls.

It's a pity that the family failed to give birth to half a daughter, all of them were sons!

"I think it's a good idea." Qian Fugui said to Sun Maoli, and then patted Han Shuihe's head, "Hello, Xiao Shuihe, grandpa is here to buy skewers again!"

Han Shuihe smiled at him, glanced at his brothers and sisters, took out a snack from the oil paper and gave it to him, "Grandpa please eat!"

"Hey!" Qian Fugui smiled, "Shui He is so good!"

Shui He smiled shyly and hid behind her brother.

Han Feihe is not as extroverted as Shui He, and subconsciously feels that the situation is not good, and probably knows why her brother dismissed her and her sister, so she stood silently aside, looking at Sun Maoli and the others timidly.