After Chen Wan sat down for a while, Manager Zhao from the restaurant walked into the lobby from the backyard.

Seeing that the shopkeeper was coming, Chen Wan stood up, looked at the shopkeeper Zhao, and called out: "Hello, the shopkeeper."

Manager Zhao smiled and bowed, "Hello, madam, please sit down quickly, madam."

Chen Wan smiled and sat down again.

"I don't know the name of the shopkeeper?" Chen Wan looked at the shopkeeper Zhao and asked. She wanted to discuss business with others, but she had to know the name of the person.

Manager Zhao smiled and said, "I am here to go to Zhao Quan, don't you know the name of Mrs. Gao?"

Although the prince had instructed that if this lady came to Zhaixing Tower for dinner, she would not neglect and could not collect cash, she had never said what the lady was called. He could not always call her wife.

Chen Wan thought about it and replied: "My surname is Chen."

Manager Zhao is a meticulous person. When he heard that Chen Wan only registered for her surname but not her, he knew that she didn't want to say her full name.

"Then I call my wife and say Mrs. Chen."

Chen Wan nodded and agreed.

The waiter put the tea and filled the teacup, and then went to work hard.

Manager Zhao looked at Chen Wan who opened the door and asked, "I heard from Shuisheng that the lady wants to discuss business with me, but I don't know what business is going to discuss?"

Their Zhaixing Tower is a restaurant, and they sell wine and delicacies. Mrs. Chen wants to discuss business with him, and this business should be related to the ingredients!

Chen Wan smiled and said, "I have nothing to do, so I have made some pickled vegetables. I want to talk to the shopkeeper to see if the pickled vegetables can be sold in Zhaixing Tower."

Upon hearing this, Manager Zhao showed a hint of embarrassment on his face. They were all places where high-ranking officials and nobles came to consume, and they were sold in various delicacies. This pickled vegetables are just ordinary people. In the season of harvesting, they pickled them and put them on the food when there is no vegetables in winter. They really cannot be placed on their pickled dishes.

Although Mrs. Chen is a distinguished guest he cannot neglect, the pickled vegetable business cannot be negotiated.

Chen Wan saw Zhao Quan's embarrassment and said, "Preseller Zhao might as well try the pickled vegetables I made first, and let's talk about them after tasting them."

She was very confident in the kimchi she made, but if Manager Zhao looked down on him after tasting it, she would naturally not make things difficult for others.

"Okay," Zhao Quan nodded.

"Then let's borrow the shopkeeper's kitchen for use." The kimchi hadn't been cut yet! She couldn't pick up a radish and let the shopkeeper get chewed, so she had to borrow the kitchen to cut everything.

"Madam, come with me," Zhao Quan led Chen Wan and Qiu Ju to the kitchen.

The kitchen of Zhaixing Tower is not smaller than the lobby in front of the dining room. There are eight large stoves in the kitchen, and there are about a hundred and ten cages of large and small size. There are more than twenty people cutting vegetables and side dishes. At this time, the people in the kitchen were preparing the dishes they would cook at noon.

When the people in the kitchen saw that the shopkeeper had brought two women into the kitchen, they all looked at them curiously.

The master of Zhaixing Tower was sitting at the kitchen door basking in the sun. When he saw Zhao Quan bringing two women into the kitchen, he said unhappily: "Shopkeeper Zhao, this outsider cannot enter the kitchen, don't you know?"

This is the rule in the kitchen. In order to prevent someone from stealing or making trouble, outsiders cannot enter the kitchen.

Zhao Quan smiled and said, "Master Liu, I naturally know this. Mrs. Chen is the prince's distinguished guest, and she just borrowed it from the kitchen."

When Master Liu heard that he was the prince’s distinguished guest and wanted to borrow the kitchen, he said nothing and continued to sit and bask in the sun.

Chen Wan borrowed a chopping board, Qiuju washed her hands, and opened the lid of the small jar.

As soon as the lid was opened, the unique sour smell of kimchi floated out, and the smelling people couldn't help but secrete saliva from their mouths. Many young men who were cutting vegetables stretched their necks, wanting to see what was in the small jar?

Qiuju grabbed a red-hearted radish from the jar with her washed hands and got up with a small cucumber.

When those little brothers who cut vegetables saw Qiuju take out a plain red-hearted radish and cucumber, they all pursed their mouths.

Manager Zhao couldn't help but frown when he saw Qiuju cut the radish and cucumber into strips, and felt that the pickled vegetables were nothing special, so he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

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