Chapter 8： Luo Ti

Luo Jianjia felt uncomfortable for a moment, but it gradually calmed down.

The things they sell now don't have too much technical content, and it is inevitable to be imitated, and she had expected such a day for a long time. However, when this day comes suddenly, it will still be uncomfortable.

It's just that, during this hour of selling rice, another idea breeds.

She has always wanted to know if the food she cooks is really magical, isn't this a good opportunity? If her meals are really magical, those who are used to her cooking will definitely come back.

Even if there is no magic, she has confidence in the meals she cooks. Even if those people still don't come back, she can think of other ways to innovate and stay competitive. Or sell it elsewhere. There is always a way to make money.

She has never liked worrying about things that have not happened, so she still looks calm.

Boss Chu and Zhao are obviously not as optimistic as her.

After returning home, the Zhao family said: "Hey, we are still jealous. It only took a few days to make money, so it won't work. How can these people be like this..."

Boss Chu did not speak, but sighed for a long time.

"There are so many fewer people today, will there be fewer in a few days?" Zhao asked worriedly.

Boss Chu frowned, still not speaking.

Although the two of them feel annoying and irritable at the sudden arrival of the competitor, they don't do anything to each other and can only sulking at home.

Upon seeing this, Luo Jianjia said, "Daddy and mother, don't worry, our rice is good, there is a lot of oil and water in the vegetables, it tastes good, I think the diners will come back."

Luo Jianjia thought, the most important thing was that she wanted to know if she was enthusiastic after eating her meals. If she was really enthusiastic, the diners would definitely come back.

When Zhao heard this, his face was less worried.

"That's right, you are good at craftsmanship, but others don't have that ability."

Seeing that Boss Chu and Zhao were not in high spirits, Luo Jianjia said: "Daddy and mother, now there is one imitating one, and there will be a second one. It is hard to say whether we can keep the residents, and we don't have to worry too much, and Observe first."

"It can only be done like this." Zhao's voice was low and looked a little frustrated.

After working all morning, Luo Jianjia was already hungry, thinking that there were some rice dishes left today, and said: "Today we can eat some good food."

Although Boss Chu and Zhao also wanted to eat, they were reluctant to think that these were all money.

"Why don't you save it until tomorrow?" Zhao suggested.

Luo Jianjia shook his head and denied: "No, tomorrow will not be fresh, and the diners can eat it. Saving money is small, if we smash our sign, it will be troublesome."

What Zhao wanted to say was interrupted by Boss Chu.

"Listen to Brother Leng's wife, let's eat it ourselves."

"Hey."

Although everyone is not in a good mood, this meal is really a solid meal of white rice.

After eating, there is still a lot left.

In the morning of the next day, Luo Jianjia beat an egg into it, cut some carrots and greens, and made an egg fried rice.

Boss Chu and Zhao ate very happily.

"If you really can't sell a set meal, it's not bad to cook egg fried rice." Zhao said.

"Mother, the cost of this egg fried rice is too high. If we want to be full, we have to sell three cents. I am afraid that many people are not willing to buy a single egg fried rice."

After Zhao had the final say, he had to nod his head in agreement with her words.

I had already added twelve kilograms of rice before, but today I was afraid of the waste, so I reduced it to ten kilograms.

But there are fewer people who came to eat today than yesterday.

Seeing the usual diners went to the opposite side, Zhao said anxiously: "Brother Leng, wife, why don’t we add more vegetables to the diners as well? All these vegetables are grown by ourselves at no cost."

Luo Jianjia whispered: "Mother, there are not many vegetables in our home, so we will have to buy them soon. Then the cost will increase, then what can we do?"

"Why... give more first, and then the price will increase?"

Luo Jianjia shook his head: "No. It will be difficult to raise the price by then, and it will be even harder for diners to accept."

"But... the guests are not here."

"Mother, don't worry. Many people go for the cheapest price. We will know which side they will choose in a few days."

Seeing his daughter-in-law's eyes firm, Zhao gradually calmed down.

Back today, the whole family ate another fragrant rice meal.

Zhao laughed at himself: "Although we have made less, we have eaten well."

Luo Jianjia said, "Isn't it? You can only work hard when you eat too much."

Hearing this, Zhao said: "Don't tell me, I feel like I'm getting stronger in the past few days. People really want to eat something good."

The Zhao family was already prepared for fewer and fewer people, but he did not expect that the guests would gradually return from the next day.

Luo Jianjia listened carefully to the words of these diners.

"Madame, it's better that your dishes are done well, but the portion is not as good as others. If you can give them more, it would be nice."

Seeing Zhao's smile, Luo Jianjia hurriedly pulled her and said something in her ear.

The Zhao immediately changed his words and said: "It's not that I don't want to give it. The main reason is that our dishes are all added with secret recipes. The ingredients are very expensive. If you give more, you will lose money."

Someone asked this curiously: "Could it be that broth is added to it?"

Zhao looked at his daughter-in-law, and when she saw that she didn't speak, she also smiled and didn't speak.

The diners seemed to be convinced, and said: "It must be broth, or else I'm full of energy after eating it."

"Maybe it is a precious tonic."

"It's delicious, let's not care what is added."

After listening to these people, Luo Jianjia was completely certain that the food she made could indeed increase one's strength.

She didn't know why it was so. Just as she didn't know why she came to this strange dynasty somehow, nor did she know why she became a strong man. The magical thing that happened to her wasn't the only one.

If she comes, she will be at ease. Since she can't figure it out, she won't bother to think about it anymore.

After returning, Luo Jianjia proposed to buy some big bones to boil the broth.

Since everyone thinks it tastes good, she must do something. Boss Chu and Zhao's thoughts are relatively simple, and they haven't doubted anything for the time being, but after a long time, they may not have doubts.

It's better to use meat as an excuse.

And the big bones are cheap, and you can buy a lot for a few cents. The taste is good, and the cost will not increase too much.

Luo Jianjia used the excuse of staying residents, and Boss Chu and Zhao quickly agreed.

Since using the broth boiled with big bones for cooking, the diners have stabilized again. About 30 or 40 people come to eat every day, and they can earn about 30 wen a day. The newly opened store has always maintained around a dozen people.

After a few days like this, someone in the village deliberately or unintentionally asked Mr. Zhao and Mr. Chu how their meals were cooked.

Boss Chu and Zhao, no matter how honest they were, would never tell their secret recipes directly. They hesitated about what it was. This appearance makes everyone more curious.

There were no secrets in the village, and soon everyone found out that they had bought big bones. It's a pity that even if you learn their methods, you can't make them taste.

At this point, Luo Jianjia was really relieved and relaxed.

After a month or so, the income has gradually stabilized. There are thirty or forty articles a day, and one or two dollars a month.

Seeing that Boss Chu and Zhao were getting better and better, Luo Jianjia brought up one thing he had always wanted to say.

"Why don't we have three meals."

Although Boss Chu and Zhao are no longer the same as before and can eat every meal, they still feel uncomfortable with Luo Jianjia who is used to eating three meals.

"Three meals? Those were only eaten by people with good conditions. We only had two meals." Zhao said.

"Mother, aren't you hungry when you wake up in the morning?"

Zhao thought for a while and hesitated to say: "Hungry is hungry, but there is no need to eat three meals."

She has been here for so many years, and they would eat three meals only a few days before her son came back from the palace to rest. Now that their son is not at home, they are used to eating two meals.

Luo Jianjia said: "Too hungry is bad for your health. Now our income is stable, and it's okay to eat three meals. In fact, eating three meals is no more expensive than eating two meals. If you eat two meals, sometimes it’s worse. Will accumulate food."

With that, Luo Jianjia looked at Boss Chu. She knew that the real master of this family was still him.

"Eat more so we can work hard."

When there is money and when there is no money, the state of the whole person is really like two people. Now that I have money, I have a lot of confidence.

Chu Lao Dadao: "Then have three meals."

After hearing the words of Boss Chu, Luo Jianjia finally felt relieved.

After working hard for so long, she was finally able to eat her meal.

Early the next morning, Luo Jianjia got up early to cook.

She hasn't eaten so early in a long time. Thinking that I like to eat noodles for breakfast, but I rarely see them here, I prepared to cook noodles.

Make your own noodles.

She deliberately beat an egg in the noodles, rolled it into egg noodles, put the noodles in the pot, and picked a handful of greens and threw them in.

When it comes out of the pot, add the seasoning.

Soon, a pot of fragrant egg noodles was cooked.

Now that living conditions are getting better, although Zhao feels a little distressed about this kind of thing, he doesn't say much.

Luo Jianjia was ready when she wanted to come to help.

Breakfast is egg noodles and her processed pickles.

Boss Chu and Zhao rarely eat noodles, and they were surprised to see the noodles made by their daughter-in-law. For noodles, they can only steam buns and steamed buns, but do not make these.

"It's delicious, how did you make this noodle?" Zhao asked.

Luo Jianjia explained the steps.

"Add eggs to the noodles? You can do this, no wonder it's better than the ones I've eaten before." Zhao praised.

Boss Chu also nodded in agreement.

Seeing Boss Chu and Zhao happily eating, Luo Jianjia was also very satisfied.

She really didn't expect that after she woke up from sleep, having enough food and clothing had become a luxury.

After eating, she feels much better.

When I went to the wharf at noon, there was another restaurant selling food today. Because of what happened last time, Boss Chu and Zhao had a little more confidence in the food they sell, and they yelled a few words vigorously.

The wharf is getting more and more heated.

However, when a merchant took a look at their lackluster dishes and left, Luo Jianjia thought, are they going to improve?

Now that she has enough to eat, is she going to have a new pursuit? Moreover, she has a golden finger, so she doesn't have to worry about not being able to sell it. Before Chu Weilian returns, she can make more money.

On the way back, Luo Jianjia had been thinking about this issue.

When he was almost at the door of the house, Aunt Wang came out of the house and greeted Boss Chu and Zhao.

After saying hello, she glanced at Luo Jianjia.

After hesitating for a moment, he reluctantly said: "I went to the market today and met your mother. She said let me send you a letter and let you go back."

Luo family...

Luo Jianjia frowned slightly.

After hearing this, Zhao was stunned for a while, and then eagerly said: "Brother Leng, wife, you don't need to clean up, I'll pick up some eggs for you, and give your parents a taste."

With that said, the Zhao clan walked towards the house.

Soon, Zhao came out with a basket in which there were more than twenty eggs laid by the chickens at home these days.

This gift is not light, and it is very face to let the daughter-in-law return to her natal home.

Although Luo Jianjia didn't want to go back very much, he was a relative of this body after all, and it was impossible not to go back.

Therefore, she took the basket in Zhao's hand and walked towards Luojia Village.