Travel back to ancient times and open a Sichuan restaurant

Chapter 314

"Aunt, what did Brother Tian say to that person?"

Zhong Ruyi asked, wondering if that person would go to someone else to inquire if he got into trouble with Tian Er.

If it were someone else, they might not come to her to talk about this, and the canning method might have been leaked.

Although it is unlikely that she would steal the seasonings even if she has the recipe, after all, the seasonings were taken out from the space and are not available here.

Aunt Tian said, "Tian Er refused at first, but the rich businessman told him to think about it and give him time to think about it. He will wait for him at Fulai Inn."

As soon as he returned to the village, Tian Er went to his mother and told her about this.

He had never thought of this before. His mother was working in a workshop and earned several hundred coins more per month than other people working in the workshop. This was because his mother was the team leader.

This incident made him dare to speak loudly in the village. If he lost his mother's job, his mother might break off the mother-son relationship with him.

Zhong Ruyi pondered for a moment. Anyway, some of the seasonings in pork jerky and meat floss cannot be found in reality, so it doesn’t matter even if others know about it.

However, the seasonings stored in the workshop must be closely guarded. Now that this person has found Tian Er to steal the recipe, there is no guarantee that he will not do anything else.

"Aunt, please let Brother Tian Er go find him. Some of the things I have here cannot be bought outside. I asked people to bring them back from foreign countries. Even if you give this recipe to that rich businessman, he may not be able to make it. You just have to make it clear to him that the recipe has been given to you, and whether he can make it or not is none of Brother Tian Er's business." In order to avoid taking out her anger on Tian Er.

She said this because she was afraid that the person would not be able to get the prescription from Tian Er and would go to someone else. It would be better to let Tian Er contact him so that she would not have to suspect other people.

Aunt Tian hesitated, "Will this be a bad idea? Will anything go wrong?"

As a mother, her first concern is her son's safety. Even though this son is a cause for concern, she began to retreat when she learned that she might be retaliated against by the rich businessman.

Zhong Ruyi explained, "No, that person only wants the recipe. Brother Tian only wants to give him the recipe and doesn't care about anything else."

After she said this, Aunt Tian's worries were relieved a little. She decided to talk to her son properly, give him the prescription and leave, and not to worry about anything else.

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Tian Er sneaked into the Fulai Inn and told the waiter that he was looking for someone, but after thinking for a long time he still couldn't remember the master's name. The master didn't tell him that day and he didn't have time to ask.

He scratched his head and couldn't say anything for a long time. The waiter waited for a long time but didn't get a name, so he simply kicked him out.

"...Hey! I was just thinking about it, wasn't I? What's all the pushing and shoving?"

Tian Er was a little angry, and went to him to steal the recipe again, but he didn't tell him the name, only saying it was Laifulai Inn.

Now that's bad, the people came and were driven out again.

If the daughter of the Zhong family hadn't said that all the money given by the rich businessman would be given to him, he would not have come!

After waiting until noon, the person who came out of the inn was not the one he was waiting for. Tian Er took a deep breath and planned to come back tomorrow.

Just after I walked out a few steps, I heard the voice of a middle-aged man behind me, "Young man, are you here to see me?"

Looking sideways, it was the wealthy businessman.

Tian Er was delighted and followed him into the inn room. Without waiting for anyone to greet him, he found a chair and sat down, picked up the pastries on the table and started eating.

The middle-aged man was not annoyed by his impolite behavior, and asked his men to pour a cup of hot tea for Tian Er.

After eating and drinking, Tian Er picked his teeth and complained in a low voice, "Sir, you are so hard to find. I have been waiting for you since this morning. I have been waiting for you for most of the day. If I knew your name, the waiter would not have kicked me out."

Seeing that the middle-aged man was still smiling, Tian Er didn't say much and directly took out a crumpled piece of paper from his arms.

Signaling his men to take it, the middle-aged man frowned and pondered for a while, then looked up at Tian Er, "... Have you never read a book?"

He took the stick out of Tian Er's mouth and said with a grin, "Master, for a child from a poor family like me, it's good enough to have enough food to eat. How can I learn to read and write? You are joking!"

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and slapped the paper on the table with a fake smile, "I can't understand a single word you wrote here."

Tian Er took it and looked at it carefully. "No way? I copied it down secretly and compared it with the original prescription. I think the words on this prescription are exactly the same!"

He looked at the middle-aged man with suspicion, as if saying: Is it you who can't read or me who can't read?

The middle-aged man, Boss Zhao from Wuzhou, was almost laughing because of him. He originally thought that this man could be used, but he didn't expect that not a single word of the prescription he got was understandable!

The recipe was made by Zhong Ruyi who found a piece of paper and wrote down the proportions of ingredients word for word. Then he asked Tian Er to copy it down on a piece of paper for comparison. In fact, there was no recipe in the workshop; everything was passed down orally.

It's not that I haven't thought about just taking the paper she wrote, but it would inevitably arouse suspicion. It would be more convincing to let Tian Er copy one himself, so that people don't know that I gave the prescription away on purpose.

But Tian Er was an illiterate man after all, and it took him two days to copy a recipe that only he could understand.

Finally, Boss Zhao came up with a solution. He asked the waiter to bring him a pen and paper. "Read every word on this paper, and I will write another one."

Tian Er frowned and read out what he had written, "...chili powder, scallion, ginger, cooking wine, five-spice powder, pepper, oyster sauce, soy sauce..."

"Wait a minute!" Boss Zhao stopped and pointed at the names of cooking wine, five-spice powder, etc. and asked, "What are these? How come I have never heard of them?"

Tian Er rolled his eyes in his heart. If he knew, he would open a workshop to sell canned food. Why did he have to suffer the hard life of getting up before dawn to sell vegetables every day?

"I don't know. I'm only responsible for copying the recipe and sending it to you. I don't even know the characters. Can you expect me to know what these are?"

As he spoke, his eyes became alert, "Boss, you are not trying to find an excuse to go back on your word and not want to give me the money, are you? I tell you, you can't be so dishonest!"

Boss Zhao was confused. Why did he find such a person to steal the recipe? If it weren't for the good prospects of canned food, why would he bother dealing with such a scoundrel?

He said coldly, "I originally agreed to let you steal the recipe, but what you gave me was a fake recipe that even you couldn't understand! How can I believe that you are not a liar? You said that I didn't want to give you the money, but I suspected that you were cheating me!"

What a horrible, cunning old man.

Tian Er was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wanted to throw up his sleeves and leave.

As if he could see what Tian Er was thinking, Boss Zhao became gentle again and said in a gentle voice, "Since you can steal the recipe and copy it, why not just steal the original recipe and give it to me. I promise that after you give me the recipe, I will immediately give you the five hundred taels of silver I promised you!"

Tian Er looked strange. Five hundred taels! It seemed that this was not impossible to agree to. The daughter of the Zhong family said that it didn't matter what he said, as long as the prescription was given.

Thinking of this, he pretended to be a little hesitant, "...This, this is not good, right? If people find out, how can I stay in the village with dignity?"

Seeing that he had wavered, Boss Zhao simply increased the price from five hundred taels to seven hundred taels, and gave him a deposit of fifty taels to reassure him.

Tian Er hesitated for a moment, then took the fifty taels and said, "Let me make it clear first. If anything happens in the future, you can't look for me. I am only responsible for stealing the recipe."