The Evil Mother-in-law: Torment Children, Work Hard, Be Rich!-Chapter 276: An Easy 30 Taels

Tong Huaqiong had already thought of what to say.

So she said to Boss Qian, "This roast suckling pig is not something I came up with, it’s something my late husband did. We used to raise pigs at home, and when the piglets died of illness, he couldn’t bear to throw them away. He’d remove the ribs and shoulder blades, use wine to remove the gamey taste, marinate them with spices, and then roast them with firewood. It was clever of him to think of pouring malt syrup that kids eat over it, making the skin crispy and tender. Piglets two or three months old don’t have a gamey taste, and using this method makes them very tasty. You can buy piglets and have your chef try this recipe, then you’ll see if I’m telling the truth."

Tong Huaqiong rambled on, pushing anything she couldn’t explain onto Old Mr. Gu. After all, Boss Qian couldn’t go underground to ask Old Mr. Gu.

Boss Qian was already drooling just from listening to the method. He clapped and laughed, "This method is indeed unique. Let me have my chef figure out the recipe you mentioned. But Manager Tong, I don’t understand, why are you telling me how to make this dish?"

Tong Huaqiong never gave him a good face.

Even giving him pork was unexpected for him.

And being so kind to give the recipe too.

Boss Qian didn’t think he was that charming.

Tong Huaqiong said, "My family runs a dessert shop. If I roasted a piglet there, wouldn’t I scare away the customers? Roasting suckling pigs and roasting desserts are two different things. Each business should specialize in one thing. You run a restaurant, and a roast suckling pig is a dish that can enhance your menu. Anyway, it’s of no use to me."

This reason was sufficient to convince Boss Qian.

Boss Qian was overjoyed.

There were several restaurants in town, yet Tong Huaqiong gave the roast suckling pig recipe to him.

What does that mean?

It means he is especially important in Tong Huaqiong’s eyes.

But soon Boss Qian’s smile faded.

Tong Huaqiong said to Boss Qian, "I’m a businesswoman, I can’t give you this roast suckling pig recipe for free. How about selling it to you for thirty taels of silver?"

She was out to make money from selling the recipe.

After all, it’s silly not to make money.

"Don’t think that just because you have the recipe, you won’t pay me. I’m telling you, if you dare to put this dish on the menu, I can smash your restaurant."

Boss Qian hurriedly said, "I’ll buy it, I’ll buy it."

Boss Qian believed that if he put the dish on without paying, what Tong Huaqiong said about "smashing your restaurant" wasn’t a joke.

Thirty taels of silver for one dish is a bit pricey.

But Boss Qian believed that this roast suckling pig could once again become a popular dish at Fengle Building in Yan Guan Town.

Moreover, he still had to wait for Tong Huaqiong’s pigs at the end of the year to provide him with meat...

Thinking of the pigs ready at the end of the year, Boss Qian said, "Manager Tong, thirty taels of silver is no problem, but I have one condition. When your pigs are ready at the end of the year, can you reserve one for me?"

He wanted to be the first to offer various delicious pork dishes.

Tong Huaqiong didn’t even think before saying, "No problem. Not only will I reserve one for you, but I’ll ensure your restaurant’s pork supply from next year onward."

Boss Qian felt that Tong Huaqiong was quite straightforward. However, he didn’t have any silver on him, so he planned to pawn a jade pendant temporarily.

Tong Huaqiong shook her hand, indicating she’d rather have an IOU than the jade pendant.

Jade pendants often aren’t just tokens, and Tong Huaqiong didn’t want to get involved with anything with hidden meanings from Boss Qian.

"I don’t want your jade pendant. Let’s do this, when you return to town, give the silver to Taohua. After all, we’re old acquaintances, so let’s skip the IOU. I’ll also write down the roast suckling pig recipe for you, and your Fengle Building can serve this dish," Tong Huaqiong said.

Boss Qian originally wanted to say he would personally give the silver to Tong Huaqiong, but since she suggested it this way, he could only hand it over at Taohua Dessert to Gu Taohua.

However, it didn’t matter, his house would soon be finished, and he planned to move in during winter, then he and Tong Huaqiong would be neighbors.

The remaining yard repairs could be done slowly once settling in.

"By the way, Manager Tong, can you provide the piglets for the roast suckling pig?" Boss Qian asked.

"Our farm doesn’t have any at the moment, you need to buy them elsewhere. By next year, I can provide them," Tong Huaqiong said. "You can buy piglets in our village. Fortunately, the sow at our store’s clerk Gu Xiaocao’s house recently had piglets, you might as well buy a few."

Boss Qian was delighted.

No time to waste, Tong Huaqiong took Boss Qian to Gu Xiaocao’s house.

Gu Xiaocao’s father, Gu Guangkui, was recently polishing furniture for the house Tong Huaqiong was expanding, and the entire yard was covered in wood shavings.

Gu Xiaocao’s mother, Mrs. Zhang, saw Tong Huaqiong coming and quickly greeted her, bringing out wild hickory nuts picked from the mountains for her to eat.

Tong Huaqiong explained Boss Qian’s intention.

Gu Guangkui and Mrs. Zhang were thrilled to learn that Boss Qian came to buy piglets.

Their pig had birthed eight piglets.

These piglets were born at the wrong time.

If born in spring, there would be fresh pig grass for pigs to eat from spring to autumn and extra grass could be dried to keep pigs from losing weight in winter, fetching a good price in December.

Now it’s autumn, grass is about to wither, and nobody wants to feed piglets corn in the winter.

It’s not cost-effective to raise piglets in autumn, so nobody had bought this litter of pigs from Gu Xiaocao’s house yet.

Gu Guangkui was worried, the piglets were almost twenty days old and needed to be weaned.

After weaning, they’d need to eat pig grass and feed. If nobody bought them, they would consume a lot of the family’s dry grass and grain.

"I’ll buy four," Boss Qian said grandly.

Boss Qian calculated that the cost of roast suckling pig wasn’t low, and once it was on the menu, it would be a major dish at the restaurant, priced high.

He wanted to emulate Tong Huaqiong’s store’s birthday cakes with an appointment system, creating a buzz beforehand.

Furthermore, he intended to offer limited quantities, promoting the idea of scarcity being valuable.

So he decided to order four piglets to test the waters first.

"Alright. Where would you like these piglets delivered? I’ll take them there for you," Gu Guangkui asked excitedly.

Boss Qian was generous, ordering four pigs at once.

Boss Qian thought for a moment and said, "Why not first send them to Manager Tong’s pig farm?"

He wanted Tong Huaqiong to raise them for a month.

After all, the piglets were just over half a month old and too small.

Boss Qian also believed Tong Huaqiong had tricks up her sleeve for raising pigs, and pork coming from her would be more delicious. So he decided to let them be raised at Manager Tong’s pigpen temporarily.

"Okay."

Tong Huaqiong thought, damn it, if she had known, she would have bought all of Gu Guangkui’s piglets to sell them to Boss Qian at a markup.

But considering the thirty taels of silver, she agreed to have the piglets stay at her pig farm temporarily.

Four additional piglets wouldn’t affect the growth of the other pigs.

Besides, keeping these piglets wouldn’t be a loss for her, she’d calculate the rearing costs of the four piglets for Boss Qian to pay.

"You have four piglets left, I’ll buy them," Tong Huaqiong said to Gu Guangkui.

Gu Guangkui and Mrs. Zhang hadn’t expected all their piglets to be sold so quickly.

They’d give Tong Huaqiong a discount.

After all, selling these piglets was already beyond their expectations.

If they couldn’t sell them and kept them at home, it might have emptied their household supplies.

"I didn’t bring any silver coin, I’ll send Da Han to deliver it later," Tong Huaqiong said.

Gu Guangkui waved his hand, saying, "You’re being too formal with your words."

While smiling, he picked up the piglets from the pigpen and placed them in a basket, carrying them to Tong Huaqiong’s pig farm.