She turned her head and glanced at Luo Fengtang, who was standing beside her. He also had some confusion in his eyes.

Next, Chef Zhou picked up the spicy piece again and took several bites in a row.

He looked like he couldn't stop.

Seeing this, Yang Ruoqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Waiting until Chef Zhou finished the two bites of dried tofu in front of him in one go, he burped with satisfaction.

Only then did Yang Ruoqing smile with relief.

"Uncle Zhou, how are you? Is there a store for this dried tofu?" she asked.

Chef Zhou gave Yang Ruoqing a thumbs up.

He said: "To be honest, my tongue has tasted countless delicacies!"

"Whatever flies in the sky, runs on the ground, and swims in the water are all excellent food."

"This is the first time in my life that I have experienced that such a small soybean can make such delicious food!"

"Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!"

Yang Ruoqing blushed slightly after being praised by Chef Zhou.

She glanced at Luo Fengtang and found that he also had a smile in his eyes.

The boy stood there with his back straight and his face filled with pride.

Yang Ruoqing looked away, and then introduced the extension of this soy product to Chef Zhou, as well as her future plans.

"We are pressed for time this time, so we made these two flavors of dried tofu."

"Next, I have to make tofu skin, tofu rolls, tofu puffs, stinky tofu, tofu milk..."

"These soy products can be cooked in stir-fry, soup, hot pot, or cold salad."

"There are no taboos on meat or vegetables. It can be used as an ingredient for large dishes or as a side dish for morning and evening meals. It can be mixed as you like."

Her voice is beautiful, pure and without any impurities.

Speak clearly and enunciate clearly.

Especially when describing a dish, it comes alive.

Both Chef Zhou and Luo Fengtang had the illusion that the dish was right in front of them, and they could smell the alluring aroma...

By the time she finished speaking, Chef Zhou's eyes were already shining with excitement.

He can already predict that with the arrival of that series of soy products, Juweixuan's business will definitely reach a higher level!

"How much dried tofu can be made from one pound of soybeans?" Chef Zhou asked.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment, "It depends on whether the soybeans are from the same year or old."

"If it were back then, one pound of soybeans would make about one and a half pounds of dried tofu."

"If you use aged beans, you can only make one pound of dried tofu."

Chef Zhou nodded and thought about it for a moment: "Miss Yang, otherwise, our restaurant will accept the dried tofu and those tofu skin rolls you mentioned."

"It's still the old rule, once every three days, each flavor of dried tofu and tofu rolls and tofu bubbles costs fifty kilograms each."

"How about six cents a pound?"

Six cents a pound?

Soybeans were bought for three cents a pound.

The manpower of firewood is not included in the cost. After deducting the marinade and rapeseed oil, you can earn two cents per kilogram.

Earning two cents per pound is a small profit.

But their restaurant needs a large quantity, so the income from one delivery is still considerable.

Yang Ruoqing nodded happily: "Deal!"

There is no evidence for words, but evidence for words.

Both parties signed a document in duplicate and each signed their fingerprints.

Yang Ruoqing took out the dried spicy sauce and dried honey sauce and weighed them.

I made a total of ten kilograms of dried tofu this time. I fried a few pieces at home last night and tried them. I just let Chef Zhou try two pieces for free.

When weighed, the dried tofu brought weighed nine kilograms.

Count fifty-four cents.

Including the 400 Wen for the tofu, the total is 454 Wen!

Taking the note from Chef Zhou, Yang Ruoqing happily went to the front accounting office to cash the money!

“Tangyazi, you’re getting dividends!”

Under the wall outside the restaurant, Yang Ruoqing strung 182 Wen on a hemp rope and stuffed it into Luo Fengtang.

I left two hundred and seventy-two coins for myself.

Luo Fengtang returned his share to Yang Ruoqing: "I still have ten taels of silver at home. I can't use this money, so you don't need to share it with me!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "Don't need it? Silly boy, who thinks it's a lot of money? Just put it away quickly!"

Luo Fengtang said: "My family has enough money to buy Tian Hei and renovate the house. You can spend this money first!"

Yang Ruoqing still didn't answer: "This is your dividend, you should take it."

"Besides, isn't your uncle helping you save money to marry a wife? If you save more money, you can marry a more beautiful wife in the future!"

She joked with a smile.

This wasn't the first time I teased him.

But this time, I don't know why, but I feel a little sour.

Yang Ruoqing didn't know why she felt that way. Logically speaking, if a good friend saved his wife's money, she should be happy for him.

However, she just couldn't be happy and felt a little unhappy.

Luo Fengtang's face blushed slightly.

He raised his hand and scratched his head, "Qing'er, you are teasing me again. What kind of wife is not a wife? That's because my uncle is anxious."

"I only like to make tofu with you!" he said in a low voice.

"What?"

Yang Ruoqing thought she heard wrongly and opened her eyes wide.

"You silly boy, is making tofu more important than getting a wife?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang nodded seriously.

The sunlight shines on the boy's strong face, reflecting the heroic features, sincere and bright.

The corners of Yang Ruoqing's lips curled up, and the trace of unhappiness in her heart immediately disappeared without a trace.

She raised her hand and lightly hit Luo Fengtang's shoulder: "You silly boy is talking silly again. It's important to make tofu, but it's also important to marry a wife."

"Let's make tofu together, you save money for your wife, and I save money for dowry. Let's get rich together!"

"Dowry money?"

Luo Fengtang was surprised.

"Qing'er, third uncle and the others want to marry your in-laws?"

There was a trace of anxiety in his voice.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "What are you talking about? I haven't even had time to marry my husband."

"Then what you just said..."

"It's just a casual comment. When we grow up, it's human nature for men to marry and women to marry!" Yang Ruoqing said disapprovingly.

"Oh." Luo Fengtang responded in a muffled voice and lowered his eyes.

My mood dropped instantly.

Yang Ruoqing was thinking about going to the Wa Market to buy groceries, as she would have to entertain guests at home at noon.

She tugged on Luo Fengtang's arm: "Tangyaozi, please put the money away quickly, we have to go home after a trip to Wa City!"

"Um!"

He responded, held Yang Ruoqing's hand with his backhand, and forced the one hundred and eighty-two yuan into her hand.

"You can keep this money for me, and I can ask for it from you when I need it!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

"I'm not your wife, how can I help you keep your money?" She joked with a smile.

"I don't care, anyway, I need you to keep it!"

After saying these words, Luo Fengtang let go of his hand, pushed the wheelbarrow and strode forward.

Behind him, Yang Ruoqing was stunned on the spot.

What's wrong with this silly boy?

Okay, just keep it!

She quickly put the money away, shouted his name and ran after him.
Chapter completed!