Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat-Chapter 89 - 086 Three Thousand

Chapter 89: Chapter 086: Three Thousand

Chapter 89 -086: Three Thousand

Jiang Yan and the second brother helped the elderly professors move all their welfare goods to their doorsteps, and afterwards, under the irresistible enthusiastic invitations, they returned home with an armful of fruit.

“Bro, you rest for a while, I’ll go carry up the computers we collected today.”

Jiang Yan took off his soaking wet T-shirt, his upper body bare, and said to him, “No rush, eat some watermelon before carrying.”

“I’ll eat after I finish moving; this bit of work is nothing.”

For the second brother, carrying rice really was nothing, as he was used to striding around with a computer on his shoulder on a regular basis.

While the second brother was downstairs, Jiang Yan was deep in thought by himself, this way of making money was no good, it was too slow.

What method then, to make money quickly?

Stock trading?

But he had forgotten which stocks had performed well over the past few years.

Selling songs?

He wasn’t sure if he could sell just the lyrics, and there was another key issue: whom to sell them to.

Beyond that… beyond that he really couldn’t think of any other method that could make money fast without costing anything and without touching the silver bracelet.

After much thought, he finally came up with the most down-to-earth and practical solution.

Sell recipes!

Go to a big restaurant, cook a delicious new dish for the owner, and then sell the recipe to him, he wondered if that could work?

Jiang Yan decided to give it a try.

In the evening, when Song Jiawen returned home, there was an unusually full spread of dishes cooked in the house.

She looked at the table covered with fish, meat, and greens in surprise, and asked Jiang Yan, “Is it your birthday today?”

Jiang Yan, who was still wearing a floral apron and wishing he could knock her on the head with the spatula in his hand, said, “My birthday is in winter, I told you last year.”

Song Jiawen shrank her neck and defended in a soft voice, “I forgot, okay? Besides, I’ve never celebrated my own birthday, so how could I possibly remember someone else’s?”

Jiang Yan sighed, not blaming her anymore, and pointed to the dish on the table, “Try it and see how it tastes?”

The second brother had already been eagerly waiting by the side.

Song Jiawen picked up her chopsticks and first grabbed a piece of fish from the dish in the middle, scattered with red chili and Sichuan peppercorns. It was moderately spicy and slightly numbing, with a fresh and tender meat that had no hint of fishiness.

“It’s both fresh and tender, really delicious. I didn’t expect you to have this skill.”

No sooner had she finished speaking, she grabbed another piece with her chopsticks. Next to her, the second brother had already started to chomp down voraciously, not interested in the fish, he devoured the meat.

Soon two bowls of rice were gone, and more than half of the dishes on the table had disappeared as well.

Jiang Yan felt half-relieved, seeing that his cooking skills had not been lost; this method was worth a try.

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In his previous life, in order to make money, he had done all kinds of grunt work, like helping the chef chop vegetables in a hotel after work, which he did for a full two years. The extra money he earned was called away by a phone call from his grandmother, claiming she had a heart attack and needed to be hospitalized.

Later, he found out that his cousin had set his sights on a new cell phone and Old Lady Jiang couldn’t bear to see her grandson disappointed, so she schemed to take the two thousand yuan from him.

After dinner, when the second brother went to clean up the dishes and the kitchen, Jiang Yan finally shared his plan with Song Jiawen.

“Sell it to restaurants?”

Hearing this kind of business for the first time, Song Jiawen felt quite curious. Although she was not sure if it would work, thinking back to the dishes she had just tasted, she nodded confidently and said, “Sell, there will definitely be restaurants that buy.”

The next afternoon, Song Jiawen specially came back early from the gallery to accompany him to the restaurant.

In truth, Jiang Yan felt he could handle it alone, but since Song Jiawen insisted, he went along with her.

For the first restaurant visit, Jiang Yan chose one of medium scale, deliberately avoiding large restaurants because they might not take him seriously, given that his face was, after all, very young.

A hairless mouth is viewed as inexperienced.

They might think just that.

“What? A new dish?”

The owner looked at Jiang Yan in surprise, sizing him up and down, thinking the young man looked normal enough, so why was his thinking not?

“With skills like yours, what, does your family have some sort of heirloom craft?”

“Even if it does, why aren’t you keeping it as a means to make a living in the future instead of selling it?”

The boss found it quite amusing but still kept a calm demeanor on his face, pointing to the kitchen and saying to Jiang Yan, “Then you go ahead and cook it, cook it and let me have a taste.”

Song Jiawen really liked the spicy garlic fish from last night, and seeing that the kitchen happened to have fresh grass carp, Jiang Yan conveniently killed one and made the dish.

After smelling and seeing the dish, the boss was startled inside, not expecting there to be a specialty dish.

The taste was exceptional upon trying it, a new flavor he had never had, to be precise, it was also new to Yunzhou.

The boss, after tasting it without changing his expression, set down his chopsticks with a smile and said, “The fish is well made, but this method isn’t all that novel, our chef can make it too, just not with as many chilies as you used. How about this, considering your effort at such a young age, you write down how you made it and I’ll give you three hundred yuan.”

Three hundred yuan?

Heh…

Jiang Yan pulled out a piece of paper towel from the table, wiped his hands meticulously, tossed the tissue, called for Song Jiawen, and walked out.

Youthful vigor, huh!

The boss didn’t call anyone to stop them; he just sat there with a smile, watching them walk towards the door. However, the next second, after hearing their conversation, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

“Three hundred yuan for a dish? Is he dreaming?”

“Probably, there are so many restaurants, and it’s not just this one, let’s go, onto the next one.”

“Anyway, you still have more than a dozen new recipes, I don’t believe we can’t find a good buyer.”

More than a dozen new recipes?

All like this fish dish?

No, wait, they said they’re going to the next place, is he really going to leave such a great dish for his competitor?

Indeed, this fish dish could be kept for his kitchen to study, but what about the other dishes?

Thinking of this, the boss became anxious all at once, hurriedly stood up, and chased after them.

“Young man, wait up, young man…”

Jiang Yan and Song Jiawen were about to cross the street, there was a restaurant across the street of a similar size to this one, he could just make the fish again, if it didn’t sell, he would try each restaurant.

He wanted to keep them to study, right?

Okay, leave a dish for all of you, that’s fair and just.

The boss was calling out from behind, but Jiang Yan and Song Jiawen kept walking forward without turning their heads.

It wasn’t until the boss caught up, panting and blocking their way, that they finally stopped.

“Young man… look at you… why so hot-tempered? If you’re not happy with the price, we can discuss it further.”

Jiang Yan sneered, “So the price can be negotiated after all.”

Song Jiawen looked impatient, “Three thousand, if it’s okay, pay up; if not, we’re leaving.”

Three thousand?

Why doesn’t she just rob someone?

The corner of the boss’s mouth twitched, but thinking of the dozen or so new dishes behind, he held back.

“Young man, as a chef, you should understand, three thousand is a bit much, it’s not the market price…”

“Then forget it, consider today’s fish on the house, goodbye!”

Having said that, they walked past the boss, ready to leave.

“Wait, wait, okay, okay, three thousand, I’ll give it, I’ll give it, isn’t that okay?”

The boss reluctantly took out three thousand yuan, and Jiang Yan handed over the written recipe for the spicy garlic fish.

Money in one hand, recipe in the other, quite fair!