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Chapter 41: What A Big Brother!
Who is this kid! Why is this child different from normal people?!
Li Wei has purchased a lot of songs, and no one has ever taken advantage of him.
Wen Nuan walked out of the door of the room, her pace fast, without a bit of sluggishness. Want to buy or not?! It's not her who is anxious!
Seeing that Wen Nuan was about to leave Jiao Band, Li Wei was alarmed.
This kid is serious!
He has a strong intuition that this piece will definitely be selected for the Thousand Autumn Banquet, and then it will become famous all over the world!
If it goes to auction, the song can't be regarded as the original work of his sweetheart!
Five hundred taels is too expensive, but it is not worth mentioning when compared to becoming world-famous!
Just be done with bargaining, let your sweetheart pay back the money later!
Besides, this song can definitely make more than five hundred taels.
He thought of this, then hurried to catch up and said: "Little master, please stay! If you have something to discuss, please say it!"
Wen Nuan turned around and said calmly: "Five hundred and fifty taels, not a single copper coin less!"
Stunned, Li Wei said, "Why did you increase the price?! Didn't you say five hundred taels?"
All his savings together only add up to five hundred and fifty taels! She really dared to ask for this price!
"I'm happy now! Do you want to buy it or not? If you don't buy it now, after awhile, I may be in a bad mood, then it could be six hundred taels!"
Lin Zheng rolled her eyes: This is a lunatic!
Go look for ghosts to buy it at this price!
Li Wei twitched the corners of his mouth. It can be seen how resistant she is to him, she really would dare to increase the price!
He thought for a while, gritted his teeth, and said, "Buy!"
It's this little ancestor who has the beautiful composition, so it's the little ancestor who has final say!
Who makes him lack such a good song!
He bankrupted himself and gambled once again!
Lin Zheng was dumbfounded, the master actually bought it for five hundred and fifty taels!
It's craziness!
These two people are both crazy!
You must know that looking at the entire continent, no more than five people can compose a song worth five hundred teals!
Only after awhile, she regretted it so much that her intestines turned green! Regret that she did not smash the pot and sell the iron, and bankrupt her family to buy that song!
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After selling the music, Wen Nuan went to the clothing store to change her clothes back, and happily returned to the stall with six silver banknotes.
At this time, the snails were almost sold out. The old man from the day before was talking with Wen Jiarui.
Wen Jiarui saw that Wen Nuan came back, and his heart was relieved. He beckoned Wen Nuan over: "Sister Nuan, come here! This master has something to say to you."
Wen Nuan quickly walked a few steps, and greeted sweetly: "What do you want to say to me, Grandpa?"
The old grandfather looked at the thin and pale little girl. Her big eyes were waifish, very elf-like, and pleasing. He smiled and said, "Little girl, let's step aside and talk."
"Okay." Wen Nuan walked with him not far off from the stall, but far enough that the people who bought the snails couldn't hear what they were talking about.
The old man: “I am actually the owner of Ruyi Restaurant. My name is Tang Bingquan. I ate your fried snails the other day, and I thought it was really good. I have been looking to buy some recipes and add more dishes to the restaurant in the future. Your father said, this dish is your idea, if you want to sell it, he will listen to you. Little girl, I will give you fifty taels of silver for this recipe, which is a lot more than I usually pay. For most dishes, I only offer forty. Will you sell it?
Yesterday, he invited a friend to the restaurant for a taste. Drinking wine with two bowls of fried snails almost made them drunk!
He thought about it, this spicy, stir-fried snail dish is very good with wine. If you sell it in the restaurant, even charging ten copper coins a plate, the money for the recipe will be earned back within a month.
Selling spicy fried snails, the most important thing is not to make money from it, but to make money from the guests drinking more wine.
He gives the guests a bowl of fried snails worth two copper coins, the guests are likely to give it a try. If they enjoy it with wine, they will order an extra pot. And if the order is for top grade wine, he will earn back the fifty taels in a few days. What's more, he has restaurants in the county seat, which will make buying this recipe even more cost-effective.
At this time, Wen Nuan nodded without hesitation: "Grandpa Tang is so sincere, so naturally we will sell it."
Selling fried snails is not a long-term solution, and this thing is simple to make, it is easy for someone to learn it.
Today, she heard an auntie say that someone on the other side of town was selling two bowls of fried snails for three copper coins, but it was a bit muddy after eating. The auntie didn't buy it since they didn't taste as good as her family's snails.
Now some people are willing to pay for the recipe, and fifty taels of silver is indeed quite a lot. It is naturally good to be able to make more money.
"The little girl is really refreshing. This is a banknote of fifty taels of silver. Will you follow me to the restaurant, and teach my chef to make fried snails?" The old man took out a banknote worth fifty taels and handed it to Wen Nuan.
Wen Nuan took the banknote and put it away: "Okay, thank you Grandpa. When the few people left in line have finished buying, we will come over. They have been waiting a long time."
"This is as it should be, otherwise I would buy up all the rest of the snails. I will wait for you." Tang Bingquan stood by and watched from the side.
There are still seven or eight people left in line, Wen Jiarui and Wen Nuan neatly wrapped up their fried snail orders in lotus leaves.
When there were only two people left, Wen Jiafu and Wen Yu walked over.
Wen Jiafu said with a surprised look: "Fourth Brother, it turns out that you are selling snails here. That's really good!"
Really good? Why good? Wen Nuan raised her eyebrows.
Wen Jiarui saw the person coming with a faint expression: "Eldest Brother, what's the matter?"
For those who calculate his daughters, even if they are his brothers, he is not welcoming.
Wen Jiafu didn't seem to see Wen Jiarui's indifference, and said enthusiastically: "Isn't it normal to come see you? Besides, Eldest Brother really has something to talk about with you this time. Fourth Brother, your fried snails are selling very well recently! People who come to my restaurant sometimes ask me if I have spicy fried snails!"
"This is normal, everyone wants to eat something fresh." Wen Jiarui said lightly.
"You don't have to be humble. My customers are full of praise for your spicy fried snails! I came to you today, just to buy your recipe. Since we are brothers, Eldest Brother will give you one or two taels of silver! Usually the recipes sold to me by others, I will only give five hundred copper coins!"
Wen Yu wore a veil to cover her face, and said in a strange manner: "Father, you are considerate of brotherhood, and give so much silver. Others don't treat you as as the eldest! If I were a younger brother, I wouldn't need money for the recipe, I would just give it to you directly!"
Wen Nuan couldn’t help but smile: “Thank you for your consideration Uncle. However, Second Cousin, didn’t you say this thing is cheap, and would never be sold in an elegant hall like Fugui Restaurant?! So it cannot be sold.”
Wen Yu blushed, feeling slapped in the face by the Wen Nuan! This dead bitch dares to throw the pot! Worried that no one will recognize her from that time?
Fortunately, she wore a veiled hat!
"Have I ever said such a thing? Nonsense! This is rubbish talk!"
Wen Yu raised her chin slightly, squinted through her veil, and said to Wen Nuan: "I tell you, a couple taels of silver is already a lot! If not for brotherhood, my father would not take care of you, and only give five hundred copper coins. Enough now! Quickly tell us the recipe, otherwise there will be no such opportunity after we leave this street!"
"Puff!" Tang Bingquan couldn't help but smile at this time: "Sure enough, he is a good brother! Today I really learned a lot!"
"As far as I know, generally, recipes cost at least thirty or forty taels. One or two taels of silver is actually good face! Brother Wen, your brother really takes good care of you. This is really a good brother! Affectionate! Righteous!"
Tang Bingquan raised his big finger to Wen Jiafu after he finished speaking.
intestines turn green from regret: referencing that the intestines of a decomposing body turn green, so the idea is that you regret it so much you die from it
smash one's pots and pans and sell the iron scraps: to offer everything you have
throw the pot: shift the blame
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