After the three of them sat down, Little Jinchan took the menu and rattled out a long list of dish names.

When Lin Dagua heard this, his chin almost hit the table. While apologizing to the second brother, he snatched the menu from Xiao Jinchan's hand.

He handed it to Ding Xiang and said, "Mom, you better order."

Ding Xiang took a look at the menu, ordered a signature dish, several other exquisite side dishes, and finally ordered a bottle of wine.

Just by looking at these, you can tell whether the restaurant chef's skills are good or not.

After the waiter wrote it down, he confirmed it with Ding Xiang and went to the kitchen after making sure it was accurate.

While the three of them were waiting for their dishes, they saw people coming to the next table, and a waiter was recommending new dishes.

After talking about it, I finally mentioned the fortune cake donkey rolling and rice duck eggs.

"When it comes to these three kinds of pastries, the ones made by Lady Ding from the West Market are the best."

Unexpectedly, there are actually people here who know the goods.

Ding Xiang listened on the sidelines, and immediately became interested and pricked up her ears.

A smile appeared on the waiter's face and he said: "Sir, to tell you the truth, these three kinds of pastries in our house are made by Lady Na Ding."

"Are you bluffing me?"

"How dare you, sir, you can try it. If it doesn't taste right, our restaurant won't charge you a penny."

When Ding Xiang heard this, she muttered in her heart, could it be that this restaurant also ordered cakes for her.

But why didn't she have any impression at all?

While I was wondering, the second brother had already served three kinds of pastries to the people at the next table.

It's the donkey rolling, fortune cakes and rice duck eggs.

Just looking at the appearance, it really looks similar to what she did.

Lin Dagua took a look and whispered: "Mom, that pastry seems to be really made by us."

Ding Xiang did not speak, but pricked up her ears to listen to what the next table would say.

As a result, the guest at the next table took one bite and immediately praised it.

"It's true, it tastes exactly the same as the one bought from Mrs. Ding in the West Market." As he said that, he put a whole pastry into his mouth.

The other one also nodded and asked curiously: "Little brother, did you make this pastry yourself?"

This is a major discovery. It's not like no one has made these three kinds of pastries before, but the taste is far inferior to those made by Mrs. Ding.

However, the younger brother shook his head and said: "No, our family doesn't have such craftsmanship. I bought it from Madam Ding."

"I see!"

It’s true!

At this time, the restaurant manager suddenly hurried towards Ding Xiang's table.

"Ms. Ding, it is indeed you!"

Ding Xiang raised her head and glanced at the man standing in front of her with a look of surprise.

"Shopkeeper, what can I do?"

"I just went to the West Market to look for you. I didn't expect you to close the stall so early." The shopkeeper wiped the sweat on his forehead and continued, "What's even more unexpected is that when I returned to the restaurant dejectedly,

I saw you as soon as I entered the door."

The corners of Ding Xiang's mouth twitched and she said speechlessly: "Shopkeeper, please tell me the key points."

"That's it, I want to order some pastries from you, every day."

"Oh, that's it, okay." Ding Xiang thought it was something, but it turned out to be business.

He made a gesture of invitation to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, please sit down."

"Shopkeeper, I see that you already have three kinds of pastries in your restaurant: Fortune Cake, Donkey Rolling Rice and Duck Egg, which I made. I don't remember selling them to you before. These pastries of yours are..."

"Of course, I bought it from someone else."

"He bought a batch for you. When we were chatting yesterday, he gave some to me." The shopkeeper said with a smile on his face, "But I didn't expect that the sales of these pastries are really good, so I

At once..."

At this point, the shopkeeper had a look on his face that said, "You understand." He stopped talking.

The business of his restaurant was no longer very good, and it was going downhill every day.

But today, just because of the addition of these three pastries, not only many old customers have been brought in, but also many new customers have come.

His originally restless heart suddenly became excited, and he finally saw the hope of life, so how could he not be in a hurry to seek Ding Xiang's cooperation.

Ding Xiang nodded and answered with a smile: "So you went to the West Market to find me and wanted to talk to me about cooperation."

"That's right." The shopkeeper poured himself a glass of water and drank it in one gulp.

"Since it's a wholesale purchase price, it's naturally a bit cheaper. Just give it the same price as the shopkeeper I worked with before."

"The donkey is rolling for eight cents, the fortune cake is three cents, and the rice duck egg is five cents. Can the shopkeeper accept this price?"

The shopkeeper glanced at Lilac cautiously and tried to lower the price: "I want more, can you give me a cheaper price?"

Ding Xiang smiled, knowing that the other party would definitely make a counteroffer.

However, if you want more, the price can really be negotiated.

"Then shopkeeper, how many do you want?" If you want 50,000 pieces, each kind of pastry should be half a penny less.
Chapter completed!