The Little Darling Wife Who is a Divine Doctor Saved the Entire Family of the Duke's Mansion-Chapter 487: I will not be polite to Brother Nine

For Tang Mingrui, peeling and eating sweet potatoes was definitely a new experience.

The cuisine of the Da Shun Dynasty was generally salty, so such a sweet and delicious dish was the first time he had tasted it.

He ran a restaurant business and knew customers' tastes best. Many women and children preferred sweetness.

The chef of the restaurant had also specially researched two sweet dishes, although those two dishes were indeed very popular with women and children, compared with this sweet potato shreds, the taste and texture were not that different, it can be said that there is a world of difference.

"Ninth brother, can you sell me the cooking method for this dish?"

"The cooking method is given to you for free," Mo Jiuye answered without any hesitation.

Because this was what his wife had instructed last night.

In her previous life, He Zhiran had also read transmigration novels. Many female protagonists earned their first bucket of gold by selling recipes.

Although the recipes sold could reach more than a thousand taels at most, she did not intend to do so, especially when the person who needed the recipe was Tang Mingrui.

The two of them had always cooperated in doing business, and Tang Mingrui was very frank with the Mo family, and did not take small tricks in the profit sharing because the Mo family did not participate in the business.

Such a cooperative partner, He Zhiran felt, was rare and precious. Besides, they didn’t care about the tiny profit from selling recipes.

In order to sell sweet potatoes at a higher price, good cooking methods must be used to match them.

Having more contact with Mo Jiuye, Tang Mingrui also knew what kind of character he was. No matter how much he opposed, it would not have much effect on whatever the husband and wife said.

"Since this is the case, I won't be polite with Ninth Brother anymore. I will try my best to create higher profits with sweet potatoes in the future and give Ninth Brother and Ninth Sister a share of the profits."

Mo Jiuye liked dealing with such refreshing people.

"Well, the profits from sweet potatoes are for both our families, so Brother Tang doesn't have to consider the issue of recipes."

As the two men talked, Lan Er and Yu Er served another bowl of sweet potato porridge to each person.

After Tang Mingrui tasted it, he kept praising it.

Not only that, there were also sweet potato cakes and fried sweet potato dumplings on the table.

No matter what it was, it was absolutely top notch delicacy for Tang Mingrui.

After the meal, Mo Jiuye had a private conversation with Tang Mingrui in a room to discuss the sweet potato business in detail.

Since the cooperation with Tang Mingrui was in the form of profit sharing, neither party had to care about the cost of sweet potatoes. Mo Jiuye also did not conceal the price at which he sold sweet potatoes to the government as seeds.

Especially since here Tang Mingrui could only get a one-year exclusive deal for sweet potatoes.

Because from next year, the common people of Yun City would grow sweet potatoes on a large scale. When the sweet potatoes matured, they would no longer be a rare food item in Yun City.

By then, if Tang Mingrui still wanted to make big money by using sweet potatoes, there would almost be no such possibility.

Tang Mingrui also understood this truth clearly. He was not greedy. After all, there were still many good things from the Mo family. Just these 50,000 catties of sweet potatoes, he could completely make a fortune.

Moreover, Ninth Brother and Ninth Sister had mentioned that the fruit trees on Mo family’s mountain would have a large yield next year.

He had also tasted many kinds of Mo’s fruits. No matter which one, it was comparable to the delicacies of the world.

There was also the jewelry business that Ninth Brother and Ninth Sister had mentioned before. A product called milk powder could also be processed. It was said that the milk powder was very beneficial for preservation. Just add hot water to reconstitute it.

In short, there were countless businesses he could cooperate with the Mo family, and he would not be discouraged because the crazy profit of sweet potatoes would only last for one year.

Tang Mingrui was in a good mood. At the same time, he still maintained his usual business style without wasting a moment.

The next day, he brought the chef of the restaurant to Xiling Village, and was taught by Yu'er several cooking methods of sweet potato dishes.

The cooking methods of sweet potato dishes were not very difficult. The main advantage was that the dishes were novel.

While the chef was learning, Tang Mingrui also took people to carry away several carts of sweet potatoes.

After being busy for four or five days, all the sweet potatoes in Mojia fields were taken away by Meng Huaining and Tang Mingrui completely.

As for their own family's consumption, they didn't need to worry at all. He Zhiran’s space had as many as needed.

Time passed quickly. At the beginning of August, there was a lively scene in Mo family again.

It was the one month celebration banquet for Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran’s twins.

Considering what had happened recently, according to Mo family’s intention, they would simplify the one month celebration banquet for the two babies.

Simplifying didn’t mean not celebrating it, they just wanted to have fun with their own family members.

But they couldn’t decline the villagers' enthusiasm. They had already sent gifts and congratulations early.

Under such circumstances, it would be unreasonable not to hold a few tables to treat everyone.

Therefore, on the day when the two babies turned one month old, Mo’s family held a banquet again to entertain relatives and friends.

This day was not only the one month celebration for the twins, but also the ripening time for Mo family’s corn.

Otherwise, Mo Jiuye would have organized manpower to harvest corn a day or two ago.

However, Mojia’s banquet today was very different from usual.

The staple food was not the usual rice and steamed buns, but replaced with corn cakes, corn porridge, and boiled corn.

In addition to these staple foods, two dishes used corn as an ingredient.

One dish was pine nut corn, which was a very common modern dish.

The other one had corn as one of the ingredients for the hot pot.

The reason why Mo’s family chose to make so many kinds of food with corn was for one purpose only, which was to let the people attending the banquet today understand this kind of high-yielding and delicious food well.

Sure enough, the effect was amazing.

The villagers of Xiling Village regretted when they heard that this was something they had persuaded Mo family not to grow. One by one, they hated to slap themselves.

Especially when they heard from Mo Jiuye that the delicious corn could yield more than 1,000 catties per mu, they wished they could hit their mouths.

Especially Zhao Lijing, he suddenly felt a sense of guilt.

He was the one who objected most strongly when Mo family was going to grow these crops in early spring. So today he lost the most face.

Let alone anything else, just the corn cakes alone tasted much better than the coarse flour cakes they usually ate.

Boiled corn and corn porridge tasted more and more fragrant as you ate them. Such delicious food with such a high yield.

If he could have believed Mo Jiuye earlier and encouraged villagers to grow some together, let alone how much these corn would worth in silver, at least there wouldn’t be worry of starving in winter at home.

The more Zhao Lijing thought about it, the more annoyed he was, to the point that from the beginning to the end of the banquet he didn't say much.

In contrast to him were Fang Chuanzhou and Xie Tianhai.

Because they believed in Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran, they followed suit without hesitation to grow corn and sweet potatoes when spring began.

Needless to say about sweet potatoes. A few days ago when Mo family began organizing manpower to dig them up, their whole families also participated in harvesting.