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Chapter 43 You Are My Father

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    After Du Qi left the study, he went straight back to his yard.  When he entered, he suddenly saw in the corner of the courtyard, Chef Liu Jian Liu who came back, put on ordinary coarse clothes again, and started to contact egg fried rice and mapo tofu again.

    When Du Qi saw this, he really wanted to tell Liu Jian that your kid's cooking skills are already quite good. In terms of the standard of this meal alone, it is at least the level of entering the room.

    But Du Qi thought about it.

    Adhering to the attitude of striving for perfection, Liu Jian practiced more, which is also good.

    Du Qi ordered: "Liu Jian, come to the room to find me in an hour."

    "yes!"

    Liu Jian replied.

    Du Qi turned around and entered the room, took out the previous recipe, turned to the latest page, and continued to compile and write.  Now, he has written a full one hundred and twelve dishes, and this is still going on.

    This is all found by searching the books in my mind.

    It is a complete recipe.

    Especially here, just bean curd, bamboo, fish, sheep, beef, chicken, duck, goose, each of which is divided into categories and has different methods, each of which can be made into different tastes, enough to be placed on a table  banquet.

    Such a recipe is extremely rare in this era.

    There are too many types.

    The style is even more complete.

    To put it bluntly, this book is a legacy.  Especially in today's era, it is not the information explosion of later generations, and all information can be searched from the Internet. In today's era, if you want to obtain knowledge, that is to learn from a teacher, which is the inheritance between master and apprentice.

    This is exactly the case. After Du Qi handed over the production of Mapo Tofu and Egg Fried Rice to Liu Jian, Liu Jian would kowtow to Du Qi so solemnly, because in this era, skills are the basis of eating, and it is possible to  handed down to future generations.

    After working for half an hour, Du Qi looked at it carefully again, with a smile on his face.

    It's done!

    So far, he has written 140 dishes.

    Some are simple and some are complex.

    If Liu Jian can learn all these one hundred and forty dishes, he can be called a top chef.  At least in this era, no one can surpass Liu Jian, but it is not easy, because many dishes are one kind of dishes, and different dishes are made.

    Therefore, there are so many types.

    In less than an hour, there was already a knock on the door outside the room.

    Du Qi ordered: "Come in!"

    Liu Jian pushed open the door and entered, he respectfully bowed in front of Du Qi, and said, "My lord!"

    Now Liu Jian not only regards Du Qi as a son, but also as a teacher.  As the saying goes, one day is a teacher and life is a father. In Liu Jian's heart, Du Qi seems to exist like a father.

    Du Qi beckoned and said, "Come here!"

    "Okay!"

    Liu Jian replied, stepped forward, and approached the desk in front of Du Qi.

    Du Qi waved his finger and pointed to the booklet on the desk with the words "Complete Recipes" written on the cover, and said, "This book is officially handed over to you today. Come, take a look!"

    "yes!"

    Liu Jian took it over and saw the four big characters of the recipe book. He already had a guess in his heart, and his heart was even more shaken. Even the hand holding the booklet trembled slightly.

    This is caused by excitement.

    With trembling hands, Liu Jian opened the book and saw the contents of the book.

    He is a quick glance.

    Every night after reading it, my heart skipped a beat, because on each page, there is a dish, which tells how to operate it and what ingredients are needed.  Although there is no explanation on how to heat it, you need to explore it yourself, but such a dish is like opening the door of knowledge to Liu Jian, allowing him to make more dishes.

    "Young master, this, this"

    Liu Jian closed the book, looked at Du Qi, stuttered a little, and his mind was a little blank.

    For Liu Jian, it was too shocking.

    Du Qi said: "This "Encyclopedia of Recipes" is passed on to you. From today on, you will not only serve as my personal follower, but also follow the recipes in the Encyclopedia of Recipes and learn the same thing."

    "Thank you, Young Master!"

    Liu Jian fell to his knees on the ground again with a plop.

    He knocked his head on the ground and shouted: "Young Master, Liu Jian has nothing to repay for your kindness and virtue. Young Master, you are the real father of the villain."

    The corner of Du Qi's mouth twitched.

    Liu Jian's age is slightly older than him.

      Du Qi waved his hand and said: "It's fine to be a father, practice hard, and the son's future meals will depend on you. You will arrange three meals a day."

    Liu Jian stood up, patted his chest and said, "Please don't worry, my lord, the villain promises to arrange it properly. My lord, I will definitely practice hard and live up to my lord's high expectations."

    Du Qidao: "My son will wait and see, well, let's go down."

    "yes!"

    Liu Jian bowed to Du Qi respectfully again, then turned around and retreated.

    Liu Jian, who turned and left, was still a little blank in his mind, and even his legs were numb, because the happiness came so suddenly, it even made him feel unreal.

    Du Qi looked at Liu Jian's leaving back, shook his head and chuckled.  For people like Liu Jian, knowledge is a priceless treasure, but for Du Qi, there are countless knowledge in his mind.

    Du Qi was a little tired after a busy night, so he washed and rested early.

    The next day, early morning.

    When the sun was high, Du Qicai woke up slowly. When he got up in the morning, Liu Jian, the dog leg, brought a cup of brewed tea and asked Du Qi to rinse his mouth. After helping Du Qi wash and dress, he brought a bowl of porridge with mushrooms and bacon.

    This is the category of porridge that Liu Jian found out from the recipe book after he went back last night.  He tried to cook it early in the morning, thanks to Liu Jian's familiarity with cooking, so the first time he cooked it, he succeeded.  Du Qi drank a bowl of meat porridge, ate two noodle cakes, and ate two eggs, and he was full of energy and was already full.

    Liu Jian asked: "My lord, where are we going today?"

    "Go to the tea shop!"

    Du Qi answered directly.

    Today's tea shop can be said to be making money every day, and it is also a kind of enjoyment to watch the money continue to enter the account.

    After Du Qi and Liu Jian left the mansion, they went straight to the tea shop.  He went to the elegant room on the second floor of the tea shop, sipping tea and listening to Qianxue playing the pipa, he lived a leisurely and happy life.

    Time flies, and it enters the first day of April in a blink of an eye.

    In the morning of this day, Du Qi was waiting for Jin Wuque's account, because March had passed, and the account of the past month needed to be settled.  At three quarters in the morning, Jin Wuque held a thick pile of ledgers and placed them in front of Du Qi.

    Jin Wuque solemnly said: "Young master, from the time we opened to the end of March, we have operated for eighteen days in total. Excluding costs, the net profit totaled 32,568 yuan."

    "This cost is excluding rental housing, labor expenses, and all other expenses."

    "Profit income, this is net profit."

    "Especially now that our Zhuyeqing tea is selling better and better, and many merchants come to buy it. Moreover, the small owner has buried this house. Now it is no longer a lease, this is our own place to operate."

    Jin Wuque said: "If it weren't for this, our profit this month would be even higher."

    Sitting on the side, Qianxue echoed, "My lord, I have already selected the address. I am going to open a tea shop near the West Market. I am ready to open the business only after my lord agrees."

    Du Qi ordered: "For the shops near the West Market, just arrange it. In the West Market, do you need to leave money?"

    Jin Wuque took over the words and said, "Young master, when the villain mentioned net profit just now, he already excluded the money left to operate. After all, this shop needs a certain amount of money to operate, so the villain kept it. So, no  More money needs to be left behind. Furthermore, this tea is being sold every day, even now, it has been sold all over the place, our tea shop is making money every day, and there is no shortage of money in circulation."

    "That's good!"

    Du Qi waved his hand and said: "Put away the account books, you go to work. In addition, arrange someone to notify Cheng Chumo and Fang Yiai to come to the tea shop."

    "yes!"

    Jin Wuque agreed immediately.

    Qian Xue said some of her ideas about the store.

    Originally, according to Du Qi's arrangement, she was going to fight Jin Wuque this month, but Qianxue had talked with Du Qi before, and she simply gave up fighting Jin Wuque, not to fight for more, and only wanted to run the tea shop in a down-to-earth manner  .

    Du Qi naturally supported Qianxue's plan.

    Qianxue will do as long as she likes.

    After Du Qi listened to Qian Xue's arrangement, he analyzed it one by one for Qian Xue. After Qian Xue finished listening, she had just left when she saw Cheng Chumo and Fang Yiai rushing in.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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