As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. Such a delicious chicken was not a famous dish in the restaurant
What a joke!
At this time, the shopkeeper continued: "The real beggar's chicken has strict requirements on the cooking and ingredients. Only the owner of our shop, Miss Su Jia, does it herself and spends a lot of time to make it. It's a pity that Miss Su Jia is still young. How much can one person make? So Miss Su came up with a way to reduce the process and increase the output. Only then can everyone taste the beggar's chicken that lacks the taste."
"So that's it. Miss Su is really thoughtful." Mr. Zhou was moved to tears, "She loves food so much. She should be regarded as my confidant. I will definitely pay you a visit someday."
"Therefore..."
The shopkeeper pointed to the sign next to him, "Real beggar's chicken is not expensive at all at 50 taels. Our store accepts monthly advance reservations, and there are only three plates a month. The beggar's chicken you taste today is not limited, and is sold The price is only 10 taels per plate."
The price was suddenly reduced to one-fifth of the original price, and everyone felt that it was a bargain. Even the middle-class people who couldn't afford the money couldn't help but order another plate to satisfy their appetite.
The whole day, the chef kept making beggar's chicken, but even so, it could only last three rounds. After three rounds, it was already late at night, and everyone dispersed after the restaurant closed.
"Master, look! The restaurant's first day's profit is out."
In the study room in the main courtyard of Su's house, the old housekeeper hurriedly came in from outside holding a book. Su Huanli took it immediately and couldn't wait to take a closer look.
"On the first day, a total of 800 taels were recorded! Excluding the materials used, the net profit was more than 500 taels. This is much more money than the silk shop."
Su Huanli's hands were shaking with excitement. This was the restaurant's profit for a day. Even if he only took 40% of it, it would still be more than two hundred taels. In one month, that would be six thousand taels of silver!
"Master, your business strategy is still excellent. First mark the high price of fifty taels to sell them, then let them eat for free and become addicted, and finally lower the price. In this way, no one can bear it. Even a small rich family I also spent my money to buy it."
Su Huanli felt ashamed after hearing this. This was not his plan. Erya had clearly told him about it. He still thought it was unreliable at the time, but what should he do if fifty-two people were scared away
However, he also knew that even if Erya was allowed to cook for twelve hours a day, it would definitely not be able to satisfy everyone's appetite. In a short period of time, he could not think of any other way but to do as he was told.
But I didn’t expect that when it was actually implemented, the effect would be so good. Not only has the price of beggar's chicken been raised, but the dishes cooked by his daughter have also become treasures that everyone is rushing to order.
Erya's business talent is also so high. If she is allowed to run Baiweilou, the profits may be even higher.
"In the past, Baiweilou's signature dishes only cost one or two silver at most, but now it has increased tenfold, and those people actually think it's cheap. It's really..."
Su Huanli shook his head and laughed. He swept away his previous worries and sat back firmly on the Eight Immortals Chair. Next, you only need to guard the chicken farm and collect money while sitting at home, which is really comfortable.
***
Late at night, there were few people on the streets of Dasu Town. Fang Yuan moved quickly in the dimly lit alleys, and within a moment he stopped in front of an old courtyard gate.
"Is it my brother?"
Fang Ling, who heard the noise, approached the hospital door and asked softly. Fang Yuan's vigilance disappeared. He put away his tired look and whispered: "It's me, Ling'er, open the door."
With a squeak, the courtyard door opened immediately, revealing Fang Ling's extremely happy face.
"Brother, you are finally back. I'm worried to death! Those guys in the restaurant didn't make things difficult for you, right? I heard from my sister and others that the people in Dahan Country are very cunning and vicious."
Fang Yuan came in with a small package. Fang Ling closed the door and kept chattering, but she didn't dare to look directly at her brother.
After lighting the oil lamp in the house, Fang Yuan's face softened under the soft light. He gently wiped away the tears that had not disappeared from the corners of Fang Ling's eyes, feeling heartbroken.
This girl must have cried secretly during the day.
"I was blinded by the wind, so I didn't cry." Fang Ling explained hurriedly, but there were signs of moisture in her eyes.
Fang Yuan quickly changed the subject, "The shopkeeper is very nice. Not only did he give me a raise, but he also gave me a special reward. Ling'er, open it and take a look."
Fang Ling was really attracted. She opened the package carefully and cheered when she saw half a beggar's chicken with no skin on it.
"Wow, it's a beggar's chicken! Brother, you're so awesome. I heard it costs fifty taels a piece! I'm going to heat it up now and let's eat together later."
Fang Yuan nodded and watched Fang Ling walk into the kitchen with the beggar's chicken. His smile disappeared and his fists almost bled.
"Boy Fang, this half of the chicken fell into the swill bucket. You did well today, and this is your reward. Do a good job in the future, do you understand?"
Even if he is no longer aloof... he is still an upright and dignified person, not a beggar who disposes of garbage!
But the restaurant wages haven't been paid yet, so they... can only eat this.
In the luxurious courtyard not far to the east of the small courtyard, a group of hooligans were sitting together playing cards, and from time to time, women's disgusting screams were heard.
"What about the boy?"
"Hehe, we stole his money, and his brother and sister lived on the streets. You gave them that shabby yard on credit, and he was so grateful!"
"I didn't expect that boy to be so rich, with more than five hundred taels."
"Hahaha, no matter how rich you are, it's not all ours."
“…”
The night is getting deeper, there is no moon tonight, and I can't see my fingers.
When Su Li woke up the next morning, she saw that Su Huanli had sent hundreds of orders. Based on the share of three plates per month, the orders sent on the first day alone would be enough to last until next year.
"They say the people in Dasu Town are not very wealthy, but I can't see that." Su Li sighed in his heart. Just one day's work of begging for flower chickens would not spread to other towns. These orders are all from Dasu Town.
Putting the list aside, Su Li continued to work and rest as usual, showing no signs of cooking.
Su Huanli was immediately anxious when he received the news. He put down what he was doing and ran over immediately. He said in a calm tone: "Erya, these orders are almost piled up. It doesn't make sense to leave money without making money. Why don't you work hard and collect these orders?" It’s all done.”
But Su Li refused and said sternly: "Dad, it's not that I can't endure hardship. The book says that rare things are valuable. If I make more, no matter how delicious the beggar's chicken is, I won't let those distinguished guests If you feel like you’re getting value for money, you’ll feel like you’re losing money.”
Speaking of this, Su Li paused and said: "Moreover, the meaning of signature dishes is not the food itself. It is the things that rich people use to show their status. If everyone has it, those rich people will not It’s rare, there won’t be another order, Dad, please don’t get carried away by the immediate benefits.”
Su Huanli suddenly woke up as if from a dream. What my daughter said was absolutely right. You need to take a long-term view in doing business. If you really do what he does, you will be fishing for nothing and ruining a good situation.
"Dad was wrong!" Su Huanli sighed: "I didn't expect you to know so many things at such a young age. It really impressed me."
Su Huanli praised, but there was still a trace of unwillingness in his heart. This was more than five thousand taels of silver!
"Mr. Qi taught me well." Su Li began to blame Qi Xianqing, "Mr. not only taught me how to read and write, but also taught me the principles of life and the way to deal with the world. The child also feels that following Mr.'s approach seems better. It’s correct.”
"I see, Mr. Qi is really a master of the world!"
Su Huanli agreed, but he became more vigilant than ever before. In the past, he thought Qi Xianqing was good because there was no conflict of interest. But now Erya is an important figure in the Su family. If Qi Xianqing taught Erya to resist, his life would not be so easy.
"It seems we have to find a way."
Su Huanli left with ulterior motives. Su Li smiled slightly, as if he didn't see anything, and sat down to study the book again.
What she was looking at at the moment was the fifth level of the Guigu Ming Sutra.
"Miss, how did I find that most of the plants that the master brought were missing? Could it be that they were stolen?"
Nanny Li walked in and asked nervously, Su Li shook her head, "Don't worry, Nanny, those I tested were all poisonous, so I threw them all away.
"That's good."
Grandma Li breathed a sigh of relief and accidentally caught a glimpse of an extra black porcelain bottle on the table, but she didn't ask any more questions. The lady has a lot of ingredients to tinker with, including this one.
Suddenly, Grandma Li remembered something and her expression became nervous. She ran to close the door, then came back and whispered: "Miss, the maid you bribed before told me that the third lady has been inquiring about the layout of your study for the past two days."
Su Li was startled for a moment, then chuckled: "Zipei... what do you want to steal?"
"Miss's study is full of books. Apart from books, there are only recipes for research. What else can be stolen?" Halfway through, Grandma Li suddenly came to her senses, widened her eyes and said, "Could it be..."
Su Li shook her head helplessly: "If you want to take it, let her take it. Third sister has been pretending to be me in the restaurant for the past two days, and she must have suffered a lot."
"Miss!" Nanny Li suddenly became anxious, "Su Zipei treats you like that, you..."
"Mommy, don't say any more. Go and say hello to the guards. Just say that I called Third Sister here and ask them not to embarrass you."
After hearing Su Li's instructions, Grandma Li stamped her feet, but she could only do as she was told.
No matter how much she cared about Su Erya, she would not dare to go beyond her duty. The biggest taboo of being a servant is not listening to your master. Who would dare to use a servant who doesn't even listen to his master
"The young lady is still too soft-hearted. I hope nothing happens." After handing over the guards, Nanny Li was filled with sorrow. She could only hope that Su Zipei still had some conscience and would not come to steal the recipes as she and the young lady suspected.
In the study, Su Li put down the brush and gently blew the ink dry.
She was writing a recipe. There was no complete beggar's chicken recipe in the study. Since Su Zipei wanted it, of course she had to prepare it in advance.
She didn't make any fuss about the recipes, and they were even several times more detailed than what she had given to the kitchen helpers before.
"My dear third sister, don't let your sister down."
Su Li chuckled lightly, rolled up the paper and put it away, picked up "Da Han Tong Zi" and left Jinyuan.