"Brother Liu, don''t worry!" just when shopkeeper Liu made up his mind and decided to exchange blood for Wangjiang building, he suddenly heard Xu Jie''s voice and couldn''t help shaking his heart. Just now this sentence made him pay a lot of money.


    "Brother Xu''s business experience is really brilliant!" shopkeeper Liu smiled bitterly and turned back to his figure.


    "Produced by Mohist school, it must be a high-quality product and will not disappoint brother Liu." Xu Jie smiled proudly, stretched out his hand, and a waiter handed over a jar.


    Xu Jie reached out and opened the jar, revealing the snow-white crystals inside.


    "This is... Snow salt?" shopkeeper Liu looked at the snow-white salt and said in surprise.


    The gratitude and resentment between the Mohists and the Wangs some time ago was widespread in the business circles of Chang''an city. At that time, when the Wangs in Taiyuan broke the fine salt of the fish champion building, they had already sentenced the fish champion building to death. Many restaurants were happy that there was no competitor, but they could not help but die and feel sad.


    No one knows the importance of fine salt in a restaurant. It''s very important from grade to taste. If the Wang family can break the fine salt in the fish champion restaurant today, who can guarantee that they won''t break their own.


    But who could have thought that Mohist school could come back from the dead and extract the purest salt from crude salt - Snow salt, which turned the world around at once. The snow salt in yuzhuangyuan restaurant was packed in small jars and placed on the dining table. The major restaurants in Chang''an city had already received a lot of samples. Shopkeeper Liu recognized at a glance that the snow salt in the jar was full of praise from his chef.


    "Brother Liu, this cooking is not as good as boiling soup. The requirement for salt is first-class. Stir fry with this snow salt and melt it in the pot with a gentle spoonful. It''s extremely accurate. But if you use coarse salt, I''m afraid the dishes are cooked and the salt hasn''t melted! When the customer bites the salt, isn''t it hitting the sign?" Xu Jie immediately turned into a chef and said.


    "Uh, uh!"


    Of course, it is impossible to use coarse salt in Wangjiang building. Both sides know that the most direct competitor of snow salt is Yuncheng fine salt of Taiyuan Wangjia.


    However, as Xu Jie said, cooking really needs fine salt. Wouldn''t it be better to have better snow salt? Moreover, the asking price of Yuncheng fine salt of Taiyuan Wang''s family is too cruel. In the past, there was no choice. Most hotels had to pinch their noses.


    Now with Mohist snow salt, major restaurants have another choice. The crisis of fish champion breaking salt will never happen to them again, and maybe they can take the opportunity to bargain and reduce costs.


    The two old business foxes didn''t say anything and reached a tacit understanding in an instant.


    As a result, shopkeeper Liu, who came to buy several pots, suddenly bought goods that can''t be pulled down by a carriage. Looking at all kinds of pots and utensils piled up in front of him, shopkeeper Liu couldn''t help being silly. He didn''t use enough with a few guys!


    "Don''t worry, brother Liu! As long as it''s a big customer, Mojia village in Chang''an city will deliver goods to the door!" Xu Jie stretched out his hand and immediately two carriages came to him.


    Mojia village has changed its guns now. Twenty carriages have been prepared in the Mojia boutique alone. Several guys load the car directly, and there is still room for shopkeeper Liu and others to go back by car.


    "Drive!" a Mohist boy drank softly. The carriage started slowly and pulled away.


    "Brother Liu, don''t worry!"


    Hearing the familiar voice, shopkeeper Liu suddenly changed his face and whispered: "don''t stop, go!"


    He was afraid that if he stopped again, it would not be enough to point out the two carriages?


    When the carriage slowly came out of the East market, shopkeeper Liu was relieved and looked at the new pots and tools full of the car, which was both happy and distressed for money.


    "Ha ha! Shopkeeper Xu is really good at doing business." shopkeeper Liu smiled when he saw the driving Mohist children looking at him curiously.


    "Hmm!" the driving Mohist children nodded with deep understanding, "but the shopkeeper finally made a mistake. You don''t want the free menu given by shopkeeper Xu!"


    "Recipe? Stir fry recipe?" shopkeeper Liu was stunned when he heard the speech.


    "Yes! All big customers in our store will send a fried recipe free of charge. If others, they will have to spend money to buy it. It almost covers most of the delicious food in the Mojia food city." the driving Mojia village boys are the excellent children of the transportation team dispatched by Mojia village. Each of them has been trained for a long time and is very talkative. They often talk about Mojia village with pride.


    "Ah!" shopkeeper Liu was stunned. He didn''t expect that he would refuse such an important recipe. It''s not sure whether he secretly got the cooking recipe, and it''s just like that. How can he stand it when he heard the driving guy say that there are so many recipes.


    "Stop!"


    Shopkeeper Liu shouted.


    "Whoa!"


    The driving Mohist children drank for a long time, and the well-trained carriage stopped quickly.


    "You wait for me for a while, and I''ll go to brother Xu to talk about the past!" shopkeeper Liu said with a red face.


    "Hey, hey!"


    At this moment, even the clerk of mowangjiang building couldn''t help but lower his head and snicker. Just now, shopkeeper Xu called you to send you something. You buried your head and left. Now you''re not going back obediently.


    Looking at the returning shopkeeper Liu, Merton couldn''t help snickering.


    "Shopkeeper Xu is a good means." Merton praised sincerely.


    "The owner is flattered! The goods in Mojia village are exquisite, and any qualified shopkeeper can sell them." Xu Jie sighed.


    I have to say that Mojia village gave him too many surprises. It was his wisest decision to accept Merton''s invitation.


    Not only shopkeeper Liu, but almost all the people who came to the Mohist boutique returned with full loads. Twenty carriages took turns to fight, but the supply was still in short supply. More anxious customers drove their carriages to buy and transport themselves.


    A magical chemical reaction has taken place among the three commodities of pot ware, menu and snow salt, and the Mohist boutique has become popular in Dongshi.


    "The way of paoding! It''s really a Mohist!"


    Outside the Mohist boutique,


    A group of passers-by with strange costumes attracted customers coming and going. All of them were dressed in coarse linen and carrying all kinds of carpenter tools. The leader was a strong man of about 30 years old and eight feet tall.


    "Public loser!"


    Merton looked at the wood saw sign on the leader''s clothes and couldn''t help his face.


    "This must be Merton, the son of Mohism who is famous in Chang''an city! I''m polite to the public loser Hong!" the strong man led by him made a complex set of etiquette.


    Merton''s face changed. This set of etiquette was trained countless times when he was a child. He thought he had no chance to use it. Unexpectedly, he met people who used the same eating etiquette here today.


    "Merton of Mohist school, I''ve seen the public loser!"


    Merton also a standard etiquette.


    In the bustling east city, Merton and gongshuhong''s strange behavior immediately attracted people''s attention.


    "Here comes the public loser!"


    Everyone was in an uproar.