Peaceful Farm Life

Chapter 246: Chapter 246: Signature Dish_1

”Alright, I’ll have someone send one over to you when the time comes,” Wang Youbao cheerfully promised.

The drawing didn’t just detail the structure of the grain rice mill but also included the steps and materials needed. A preliminary estimate suggested that the cost of making one grain rice mill should be around one tael.

And one tael was nothing to him; since An Jing wanted a grain rice mill to give as a gift, he naturally agreed without hesitation.

An Jing nodded: ”Mm.”

”By the way,” Wang Youbao tucked the drawing into his chest and suddenly remembered something, ”why did you stop making fermented tofu? People from the Nine-Tiered Pavilion have even come to me, saying that you refuse to make it for them, and asking if I still have any fermented tofu because they want to buy.”

An Jing couldn’t help but laugh, ”Why are you still naively asking this question? I’ve already said, as long as we have enough money, that’s good. Besides, my husband and I only want to focus on farming now, and don’t feel like thinking about anything else.”

It wasn’t just the Nine-Tiered Pavilion; other restaurants from the county also came, and Xing Cashier too visited many times, wanting to purchase fermented tofu from their family, but she declined them all.

Her and her husband’s goal was very clear now—cultivating terraced fields!

Wang Youbao immediately let out two embarrassed chuckles, then said, ”I was actually hoping to buy some more fermented tofu from you. Recently, quite a few more people have been craving it and keep asking when the restaurant will have it. You know, my restaurant doesn’t have a signature dish like other places, and not many customers come. We only really made money selling those dishes with fermented tofu and selling carp caught in rice paddies. Other than that, we haven’t made much profit. I’ve been considering closing down the restaurant. But seeing as there’s renewed interest in the dishes with fermented tofu, I thought I’d buy some from you to make a good profit... Hehe... Since you’re no longer selling fermented tofu, then never mind.”

”I’m not selling, but you could make it yourself,” An Jing said with a smile. Then, turning her head, she looked at her husband with a smile, ”Right, dear?”

Xiao Changyi nodded slightly: ”Mm.”

”Eh?” Wang Youbao didn’t catch on immediately.

Without waiting for Wang Youbao to react, An Jing went inside to fetch some paper for pasting windows, while Xiao Changyi went to the kitchen and found a small piece of charcoal at the entrance.

By the time An Jing had spread the paper on the kitchen table, Xiao Changyi had begun to write down the method for making moldy tofu, along with some precautions, using the charcoal.

Since they hadn’t yet bought any ink or brush, charcoal was the only option.

Once Wang Youbao had realized what was happening, and saw An Jing enter the kitchen with the paper, he immediately followed but then stopped at the kitchen doorway. A gentleman keeps his distance from the kitchen; he definitely wouldn’t enter it.

Still, Wang Youbao was curious about what Xiao Changyi was writing on the paper, and could only stand at the kitchen entrance, holding onto the doorframe and craning his neck to see inside, but sadly, he couldn’t see anything and it just made his neck ache.

Once Xiao Changyi finished writing, he handed the paper to Wang Youbao.

Wang Youbao took it and upon seeing clearly what it was, immediately looked up incredulously at An Jing and Xiao Changyi.

An Jing said with a smile, ”A signature dish is only a signature dish if only your restaurant has it; that’s what truly makes it a signature dish. Now I’ve told you the method for making fermented tofu; in the future, you can make the dishes with fermented tofu the signature of the Hundred Dishes Restaurant. But remember not to repeat the last mistake, don’t let customers get sick of it by adding fermented tofu to everything. The restaurant should also sell some ordinary dishes; that’s how the business will thrive for a long time.”

”You’re just giving me the recipe for making fermented tofu like this?” Wang Youbao still couldn’t quite believe it.