Yoshida Mii

Chapter 236

The soft tofu that Dongbao makes actually has a name in modern times, called lactone tofu, and it was not invented in modern times. Her great-grandpa’s handbook records the new type of soft tofu he developed and the current lactone tofu. The tofu is similar, except that the tofu is ordered differently. The lactone tofu is ordered with gluconolactone, while Dongbao’s soft tofu is ordered with honey fermented and extracted. It is the same tender and refreshing.

When the tender tofu was made for the first time, everyone was amazed. They thought that the tofu curd was already extremely tender and white. Unexpectedly, there is a softer tofu than bean curd. When it is made into soup, the strips are like white jade. Floating in the soup, it is indescribably beautiful, and the tenderness melts in the mouth.

"It's beautiful, it's beautiful!" Aunt Qiuxia sighed, "The rich people in the city like to eat tricks, and they must like this tender tofu."

After tasting it, Da Rong kept nodding his head, paused and couldn't help but said: "It looks good, but I can't taste much tofu... It's too tender, and the water is less, so the taste of tofu will be weak. I'm a big boss. , What do you say, this thing is afraid that it will not be sold well in the countryside, and it is not very affordable to eat!"

Dongbao didn't tell anyone how the tender tofu was made, and Dayong thought it was because the tofu was pressed with gypsum for a short time and left a lot of water.

"I think so too." Dong Bao said with a smile, "As much as you can sell." Anyway, they now have a workshop and make money every day. As for how much tender tofu can be accepted by the people here, look at the tofu workshop. Know how the business is.

Three days after the workshop opened, the tofu workshop in Anzhou also opened. Not only ordinary tofu, but also signature dishes such as yellow tofu, yuba, and dried tofu. After the tender tofu was made, it began to be delivered to Anzhou.

At the beginning, only three or four catties of tender tofu were needed a day, and later on, the demand for tender tofu increased. Twenty yuan per catty of tender tofu would supply nearly two hundred catties a day. Anzhou and Qingzhou tender tofu are also selling well.Dongbao heard from the boy who bought the goods that the rich people love to buy tender tofu, and what they eat is a good one.

"Master Cong also gave instructions. He said that the tofu shop will be open for a month in two days. I asked Miss Song if she was free to go to Anzhou. The master has prepared the dividends and wants to invite Miss Song to dinner. If you are not free, let Xiao Bring the dividends to the girl." The boy said respectfully.

Dong Bao thought for a while, Mrs. Li hadn't been to Anzhou yet, so why not take this opportunity, the whole family went to Anzhou for a stroll, then talked back to the young man, and said he would go there sometime.

At the end of June, to catch up with Master Yan and Xiao Xu Muxiu, the family hired a carriage and went to Anzhou together.After arriving in Anzhou, the family first went to the tofu shop that had been open for more than a month.

The tofu shop is not far from the Anzhou Wharf. The location is very good. It is a bustling area where every inch of land is expensive. Several people sat in the car and looked at it for a while. Wealthy men went in together, usually with two or three tables, and the guys politely led them to the second floor. The lobby on the first floor was already full of people. The guy who cleared the table was very busy.

"Business is really good!" Master Yan said with emotion, "It's a big place in Anzhou!" If Yuanshui was placed, even if the royal chef came to take the spoon, the business of the restaurant would not be so good.

Mrs. Li said with a smile, "Our tofu is better, why don't other restaurants have as good a business as we do?" See what a big city looks like.

Dong Bao smiled and looked at it for a while. Apart from the good location and the fresh and delicious dishes, an important reason is that Wang Cong put a lot of effort into it.She remembered that Wang Cong told her when signing the contract that he hoped that the Octagonal Building could become the first building in Daliang, because he was destined to inherit the Octagonal Building, and the Octagonal Building would be his only business, but Tofu Square It gave him new hope that he could start a business without inheriting his ancestral property, and it is very likely that Tofu Square will surpass the Octagonal Building and become a new legend. He is also very happy to see this. It can only show that Wang Cong It worked.

A waiter at the door saw Dongbao’s family watching for a long time in the carriage, and shook off the white veils on his shoulders, ran over to Mr. Yan and asked enthusiastically, “Guest officer, do you want to come to our tofu shop?” Try the special dishes? The dishes in our tofu shop are well-known, and Mr. Bao is satisfied!"

Lord Yan smiled and said, "Your business is booming!"

"Yes!" Xiaoer smiled proudly, "There are no tables in the lobby on the first floor at the moment, if the four of you come to eat, you have to go to the private room on the second floor, and a private room only charges you three hundred The room fee is cheap, and you can see the pier!"

Dong Bao smiled and waved his hands. As expected, he was a subordinate trained by Wang Cong, with a sharp mouth, "Little brother, is your boss Wang Cong there? If he is, please inform me that Miss Song is here." gone."

The guy obviously didn't know who "Miss Song" was, but seeing the serious faces of Dongbao's family, he sang a song and went back.After a while, the shopkeeper in a gray silk and satin robe came out in a hurry. Under Xiao Er's guidance, he saw the carriage of Dong Bao's family, and hurried over here.

"You are Miss Song, aren't you?" The shopkeeper is about forty years old, with a fair face and a slightly chubby figure. He smiled very kindly, "Our young master is upstairs, and I told you to lead you there."

Lord Yan returned a salute, "You are welcome, shopkeeper."

Wang Cong was settling accounts in the backyard wing room, when he saw Dong Bao approaching, he laughed first.

Dong Bao didn't know if it was her own delusion, she always felt that Wang Cong looked at her as if he was looking at a moving gold ingot, with golden lights shining in his eyes.

"I've seen Mrs. Yan, Mrs. Yan!" Wang Cong first saluted Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Li politely, and Mrs. Li waved her hands in fright, "Young Master Wang is too polite."

Wang Cong smiled, pushed a small package tied up with red silk cloth on the desk, and said, "Miss Song, the tofu shop made a profit of 300 taels last month, and you and I will share it 150-[-]. This is [-] taels." He explained with a smile: "At present, it seems that there are fewer, mainly because the first ten days after the opening are basically inviting people to eat and attracting customers. better."

Dong Bao was not polite to Wang Cong, took the heavy package with a smile, gave it to Mr. Yan to carry it, and said: "Young Master Wang is still very good at management, otherwise we would not be able to do such a big business."

"Without Ms. Song's tofu and recipes, this tofu shop would not be able to open. You are the root of this tofu shop." Wang Cong smiled, "This time, will there be new dishes to teach the cook?"

Dong Bao nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, I just figured out a dish at home."

At the beginning of the opening of the tofu shop, Dongbao taught the cook more than 100 dishes. Except for the common tofu dishes in restaurants, only ten dishes were private dishes in the handbook left by her grandfather. She planned to only serve ten dishes a year. For one dish, she can keep and sell more than [-] private dishes of her great-grandfather for ten years.

Of course, one has to keep one's hand. Even if Wang Cong is already very familiar, Dong Bao will not trust him 100%. After all, the status of the two is very different. If it can continue to operate well, who knows if he will destroy the tofu shop and build another restaurant wholly owned by him?There is no need to give Dongbao half of the monthly bonus.

In Shangyanshang, it is very convenient to open a restaurant by cooperating with Wang Cong, but Dong Bao doesn't think that the Wang family with such a powerful influence in Anzhou is some kind of good family.If it really came to the day when Wang Cong turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, Dong Bao felt that he could only admit his bad luck. Her little stepfather in the Yuanshui office might not be as effective as a porter of the Wang family talking in front of the magistrate.

"Then go and teach the dishes first, and I'll ask them to make a table of noodles and serve them up." Wang Cong said with a smile.

Dong Bao waved his hand, "Forget about the noodles, we are already so familiar, so you don't need to be so polite. It's rare for our family to come out to play, and I want to go for a walk at noon and taste the specialties of Anzhou."

After teaching the dishes, Master Yan took Li Shi and Xiao Xu to lead the carriage. When Dong Bao and Wang Cong said goodbye, Wang Cong said with a smile, "You still remember Zhou Pingshan?"

Since Zhou Pingshan was selected as a scholar, he stopped studying at Wenfeng Academy, and Dongbao had never seen him again. When he heard the name, he froze for a moment before recalling it. He nodded with a smile, "Remember, he was in the town before. When he was studying in the academy, he often came to eat in our shop, and later he was selected as a scholar, and I have never seen him again."

"He is studying in the ethnology of our Wang family. I heard that he is going to take the Juren examination this year. A few days ago, my uncle brought some students from the ethnology to my place for dinner. He also asked me if this tofu shop has anything to do with you guys. .” Wang Cong laughed.

Dong Bao asked a little strangely: "Isn't his surname Zhou? Can he also enter the Wang family's family study?"

Wang Cong laughed, waved his hands and said: "If others don't know, they must think that our family is big and the rules are strict. In fact, it's not like that. According to seniority, Zhou Pingshan's mother is a distant aunt of mine. Zhou Pingshan died at the age of 13. If he is selected as a scholar, he can be counted as a handsome man, so he can enter our family school. I heard that before he was not selected as a scholar, his mother wanted him to enter the royal family school, but he failed."

"Oh, that's it." Dong Bao laughed.

Wang Cong nodded, hesitated for a while, and still smiled: "Miss Song, although you are still young, I think you are a smart girl. We are so close, I have to remind you of something."

Dong Bao's expression also turned serious, "Young Master Wang, please tell me something."

"Don't worry, I guessed this, it may not be sure." Wang Cong said, "The day Zhou Pingshan came, I kept asking for news about you, and I was very eager to talk about you... Miss Song, I Although I have never met the distant aunt, but I also heard that she was a widow when she was young, and she is a very strong person who pulls on her son by herself. She has always wanted to cultivate Zhou Pingshan into a talent, and she will definitely not let her son be inferior in marriage. of."

(End of this chapter)