Farmhouse cooks have space

Chapter 958 Introduction
"Looking for the emperor as a backer can at least ensure that our business is safe and sound before the next emperor takes office."

"That's enough." Wu Shao calculated and nodded in agreement after listening.

Because after decades, maybe a few years, every family will be able to make sweet potato noodles, so he only needs to fish safely for a few years.

Then he asked curiously, "What are you going to do?"

As for what to do with King Ning, he never thought about it at all, because their Zhou family had completely stood against King Ning.

After King Ning came to power, their Zhou family would definitely be suppressed, let alone the vermicelli business, if their direct descendants could survive, it would be considered as clear smoke from their ancestral graves.

"For the border guards, especially the Beiguan, every year in winter, there will be a problem of insufficient supply of vegetables, right?"

"Naturally, sometimes when it snows heavily, not to mention vegetables, even food can't be transported." Mr. Wu paused and said, "You mean special supplies for border crossings, especially for camps in remote areas?"

"That's right, but for this part, we may only be able to earn travel expenses. The key is that the prices of other things cannot be increased, otherwise it will lose its meaning."

After the public hearing on Friday, he scratched on the table for a while and said: "Yes, but it must be rationed, not unlimited supply."

"Naturally, we just have to worry about the most difficult months."

"I agree with this matter, you can see how to operate it."

"Tomorrow I'm going into the palace, you go with me, prepare a share when you go back, the largest share and price we can provide, remember to leave a certain amount of leeway."

"Understood, I..." There was a knock on the door when Mr. Friday's words were halfway through, and he nodded to He Miao, expressing that he understood what she meant.

He Miao nodded, then put away the bank note and said, "Come in."

Then Liu Qing came in with a kettle in one hand and tea in the other.

He Miao hurriedly got up and said, "Shopkeeper Liu, sit down, I'll make tea."

After He Miao finished speaking, he moved the tea set to the table.

Seeing this, Liu Qing was not polite, and helped her.

Then I saw He Miao, ironing the teapot, tea bowl, washing tea, and making tea in one go, and that action was more skillful than him.

Mr. Wu looked at Liu Qing's astonished expression and said, "Sit down, your princess has never lost anyone in terms of eating and drinking. If you have the opportunity, you must try her craft."

"I've already eaten the dishes made by the princess. Although they are a bit spicy, they are indeed delicious." Liu Qing nodded in agreement.

"Okay, hurry up and shut your mouth, so as not to praise me too much, and then I will fall too badly." After He Miao finished speaking, he handed a cup to Mr. Friday.

After that, Liu Qing was asked to sit down, and then gave a formal introduction to the two of them.

However, when introducing Young Master Friday, I focused on the history of cooperation between them.

Then he went on to say: "So my start-up has a lot to do with Mr. Zhou's support. From now on, when he comes to our restaurant to eat, he will get a [-]% discount."

Of course, it's not that she doesn't want to waive the bill. If that's the case, once or twice is fine, but after a long time, he will be embarrassed to come to the door instead.

"Old slave remembers." Liu Qing looked at the two of them in surprise after hearing this. He really didn't expect that the two of them could have such a deep relationship.

What he didn't expect was that the new vermicelli made in the past two years was actually made by He Miao.

(End of this chapter)