Wen Liang didn't expect Jiang Zhilan to think of this. It's OK. Although he had this idea, he still considered the problem from Qinghe's perspective. It was not so simple and noble. She was stunned by her sudden tears and said, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"If Qinghe is really interested, the formula can be sold to them, and the price doesn't have to be so high." Jiang Zhilan turned her head and wiped her tears, and said suddenly: "The business has not been very good recently. She also has to raise the cost of college for her daughter. If she has this money, it just solved my urgent need, so she couldn't help it for a while and made you laugh."

Wen Liang's intention is not for the future of his daughter or for anything else, and she cannot refuse. When a person has been holding on for too long, he occasionally wants to have such a person, and always silently gives hope again when he is facing despair.

Wen Liang didn't think so much and said, "Then, I'll call my friend tomorrow and ask him to make an appointment with you. You'll discuss the specific details then?"

"Well, I'll listen to you."

After getting the recipe done, Wen Liang said again: "Sister-in-law, although you are a little free in business, your ups and downs are too great and your income is unstable. The Workers' Physical Education Zone may be included in the overall construction plan of the city in a while, and may be demolished one day. Have you ever thought that maybe you can change jobs?"

The Industrial and Commercial Laboratory has been abandoned for so long, and it is impossible for the city to leave such a large piece of land idle resources. The news of demolition has been circulating in the market for a long time. Jiang Zhilan has thought about this problem and smiled bitterly: "A person of my age has no diploma or skill. What else can he do besides holding dishes, washing clothes and doing needlework? I am not afraid of being tired, but if I do those jobs, I would rather earn more than opening a store myself."

"I heard from my friend that Qinghe soy milk is developing well now, if you want..."

"Qinghe?" Jiang Zhilan was not willing to bother Wen Liang to introduce her job, so she refused: "No, I know that Qinghe recruits waiters are all young girls. The recipe for buying Hula Soup has already been too great for me. Don't bother your friend for me!"

"It's not about being a waiter, that's it. Qinghe headquarters has a R&D center, which is a department responsible for developing new dishes. They bought your recipes, but they didn't intend to do them all according to this recipe. They also had to formulate a standardized procedure through improvements and experiments, process them into semi-finished or finished products from the central kitchen, and then deliver them to various stores."

Wen Liang attributed all these to the messages he received from his friends' chats, but it did not arouse Jiang Zhilan's suspicion and continued: "You have many years of experience in the catering industry and are the inventor of the original formula. I think Qinghe should welcome you to join their company and participate in the development of Hula soup formula suitable for standardized production."

He explained what a central kitchen is and what is standardized production. Jiang Zhilan was moved when she heard it. She changed the recipe from time to time and found new flavors. Otherwise, she would not be able to make the unique and beloved Hu La Tang. However, it is still something she dare not expect from entering a company like Qinghe and becoming a food inventor.

"Can I?"

Wen Liang smiled and said, "If you can't, you will never find another person who can do it."
Chapter completed!