bullyxtreme Chapter 185
Chapter 185
"I have to say, Miss Dong, your skills are getting better and better."
After Shen An got the gift box, he immediately ate it himself.
Dong Qian didn't expect that he liked it so much.
Then she smiled and nodded.
"It's fine if Mr. Shen likes it. What I'm sending you this time is a total of forty gift boxes worth 800 taels of silver."
Dong Qian did some calculations and found that forty gift boxes were enough for one month. Sure enough, gift boxes were the most profitable.
Just some simple food, paired with a nice-looking box, can sell for such a high price.
If those who only know how to set up stalls on the street know, making money is so simple.
"This gift box is indeed very beautiful. Some wealthy ladies also wanted to be interested in you some time ago." Shen An mentioned casually.
Dong Qian didn't expect that someone still wanted to see her.
She pursed her lips. It wasn't that she didn't want to see him, but she just didn't know what to say.
After all, everyone likes good-looking things. They just wanted to ask Dong Qian for advice on how to make this gift box.
Most of the gift boxes on the market are in old-fashioned colors.
"In that case, if anyone inquires next time, Mr. Shen will tell them."
Dong Qian will naturally not refuse. If they have a good conversation, they might also be connected.
Isn't the most important thing for a businessman to do business is connections.
Dong Qian cherishes this very much, just like the current Mr. Shen, whom Xu Cheng introduced to her at the beginning.
"Of course there is no problem with this, but if there is any opportunity to make a fortune in the future, Miss Dong must think of me first."
Shen An smiled happily, he would be a bastard if he didn't make money.
Then Dong Qian happily returned to the restaurant with a banknote of 800 taels.
In fact, these are not too much. Compared with the expenses of this restaurant, they can only be regarded as superficial.
But something is better than nothing. Dong Qian records all these incomes in her account books.
If you don't know it, Dong Qian has been busy sorting out the accounts these days.
"Ahan, can you help me?" Dong Qian looked at the account books late at night and was so worried that she couldn't help but ask Qin Han for help.
Qin Han was waiting for Dong Qian's words.
The restaurant's business has been flat during this period. After all, the new store has opened, and there are a lot of miscellaneous expenses. Dong Qian is dazzled by it.
"Look, the expenditure here does not match the income here. You can take a closer look later and find out why..."
Qin Han helped Dong Qian read the account books very seriously. After he finished speaking, he turned around and found that she was distracted.
He tapped the tip of her nose with the pen and said, "What are you thinking about? Why don't you listen to me?" Qin Han seemed a little dissatisfied.
Dong Qian touched the tip of her nose and said, "Just now I was thinking, what did you do before, and why are you so familiar with it?"
She liked Qin Han, so she couldn't help but explore him. She wanted to know whether it was the past or the future.
He didn't ask before because he was afraid that Qin Han would think she wasn't good enough to know his secret, but Dong Qian didn't know why. After he asked today, he subconsciously revealed it.
However, it was obvious that Qin Han didn't want to discuss this matter too much with Dong Qian, so he immediately turned her attention to the account books.
Dong Qian simply did not continue to ask questions. One day she would know all this.
The two of them stayed up until midnight and finally checked out the accounts.
After Qin Han finished the finishing work, he found that Dong Qian had fallen asleep lying next to him.
He shook his head helplessly, then carefully picked her up and placed her on the bed.
Worried that Dong Qian would be cold, he prepared a hand stove and stuffed it into her bed.
Dong Qian let out a satisfied murmur, turned around and continued to sleep.
The next day was another busy day.
The restaurant has been open for nearly half a month now, and the business is about the same as before.
Several of the customers are regular visitors. They came when Haohan Restaurant first opened.
So much so that Dong Qian had already remembered them.
Every time she saw this group of people coming, Dong Qian knew they were the same old ones again.
"Would you like to try something else this time?"
Every time they come, Dong Qian will recommend other dishes to them.
They would politely refuse, but Dong Qian was not disappointed.
When he turned around to leave, he suddenly heard one of them talking about the Qingming Fruit.
At first glance, Dong Qian thought it was some kind of fruit, but when they brought the dishes over, they curiously asked, "Don't your restaurant sell Qingming fruit?"
"What is Qingming fruit?"
Dong Qian thought that it was not Tomb-Sweeping Day either.
Qingming fruit is called this name, shouldn’t it be on the Qingming Festival?
A few of them laughed and said, "Forget Chef Dong, you are from Yancheng. You should know what Qingtuan is, right?"
"I know this. Is the Qingming Fruit you are talking about the Qingtuan Fruit?" Dong Qian didn't expect it to be called this kind of fruit.
Qingtuan is a delicious pastry, but Dong Qian has never made it before.
"That's right, people in Yancheng are called Qingtuan."
Dong Qian shook her head, "But if you want to eat it, I can prepare the ingredients now and you can eat it when you come tomorrow."
She has always been responsive to requests when it comes to food, so several regular customers laughed happily, but they also knew that Dong Qian was still busy selling set meals every day, so they didn't force it.
Dong Qian was very interested. After asking around in Fucheng, she found out that Qingming fruit is eaten in Fucheng no matter what season it is.
Qingming fruit was indeed eaten during the Qingming Festival, but Dong Qian did not think of it at the time.
Dong Qian suddenly thought of a good idea. Since everyone in this city eats Qingming fruit, she might as well try making some Qingming fruit gift boxes.
However, since it is a gift box style, it still needs to be done differently from the ordinary style.
Most people will add lard, sugar and sesame seeds to the Qingming fruit. With these three things, the Qingming fruit becomes fragrant and sweet.
Dong Qian has also carefully observed that people in Fucheng prefer salty and sweet food, but there are also many people who like spicy food.
Compared with other restaurants, the food at Haohan Restaurant tastes a little bland.
Because many of the dishes Dong Qian makes are not to cater to people's tastes, but to let people feel the taste of the dishes.
"The daily pace of life of people in Fucheng is much faster than that of people in Yancheng, and few people can taste it carefully." Qin Han gave a very pertinent suggestion.
Dong Qian smiled, but she didn't mind that much.
If she only wanted to make money, Dong Qian would definitely cater to the public's taste without hesitation.
She did not do this because she wanted to maintain her original intention and the original taste of some ingredients is the best.
"I want to make a spice from Qingming fruit that none of you have tasted before." Dong Qian smiled mysteriously.
The two cooks from the back kitchen also came over and looked curiously at what Dong Qian had prepared.
A whole large piece of tenderloin, with no fat at all on it, and various spices and seasonings, which makes people confused.
"Go and get busy. I'll give it a try when it's ready."