pastoral pretty girl

Chapter 853 How Much Money Can I Give?

"Ahem, that's it. I own a restaurant, and I can't find a suitable cook at the moment. I want to ask if you are interested."

There is no way, it is too difficult to find a good cook.

"Huh? Do you want to dig me in?" The little cook's eyes lit up.

Then without waiting for Song Qingge to answer, she stood up first, ran to the door and shouted downstairs: "Everyone who eats, listen to me, someone paid a lot of money to hire me to be a cook in a restaurant. I, Zhao Datou, have left my teacher. Shopkeeper Wang Hurry up and give me a long wage."

"..."

Song Qingge was stunned by his sudden action, who are they.

Xiao Jinyi also held her hand, and said in a low voice: "My lady, why don't we look for someone else?"

No matter how you look at it, this person is unreliable.

After hearing his yelling, shopkeeper Wang also came up from below, ignored him, and looked at Song Qingge, "Miss, do you want him to be the cook?"

"Ahem, I have this plan, but if it's inconvenient for you, you can ask him to help me with a few apprentices."

Song Qingge was a little afraid to ask this person over, she thought she could find a few ready-made cooks and come over to learn for a few days.

"Huh? Don't you intend to invite me over? Then I shouted in vain. If Master finds out, I must be beaten to death." Zhao Datou wronged Bala.

"..."

He doesn't just have two faces.

Shopkeeper Wang knew Song Qingge's identity, so he dared not say it was inconvenient, and hurriedly said: "If Miss thinks he's successful, I'll let him go with you right away, just tell me who else you need."

Although this is also a tavern, it really doesn't depend on the taste to win.

And recently, because of these two cooks, the business of the tavern has been so good that shopkeeper Wang has a headache.

There is no shortage of wealthy owners in Jiuhong City. Some people heard that the food here is delicious, and came to taste it out of curiosity. No matter how high the price is, people will come.

At the beginning, Zhao Datou's master liked to gamble. Except for sleeping, he spent most of his time at the gambling shop. No one could eat when he came, so the business didn't improve much.

But since he cultivated a Zhao Datou who is in the kitchen all day, things have developed in an unpredictable direction.

Now that there are more and more diners, gamblers often have no place to eat, and the meaning of the tavern is lost.

Besides, what if Zhu Chuan's unscrupulous manager finds out about earning too much money and builds it into a restaurant?Where does he have time to play a few games in the casino?

It has to be said that this tavern is full of gamblers.

"I dont go."

Zhao Datou immediately refused.

"Master said, I haven't been a teacher yet, and now I'm just a half-baked person. It's okay to go out to cook and embarrass him. It's nothing here. Anyway, the people here are eating the prizes, not the taste."

Song Qingge had already expected that the other party would refuse, and said with a smile: "Then can you ask me if your master is willing to go?"

Since shopkeeper Wang didn't mind, she just said it straight.

Although the master and apprentice have some special personalities, they are really good at cooking, and they can help her bring some cooks.

As soon as her words fell, Zhao Datou laughed, "Impossible, my master is reluctant to stay here, he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't gamble for a day, and he didn't go to Fumanlou for 200 taels a month to invite my master, how much can you give?" silver?"

200 taels of silver?
Song Qingge is a little funny, Fumanlou can sell hundreds of taels of a dish, which is too stingy.

You must know that the folks in the Phoenix Tower can get hundreds of taels of commission every month.

"Work three hours a day, and the rest of the time at will, 500 taels of silver a month."

(End of this chapter)