Chapter 8

He was also about to start selling big.

To earn more emotional value.

At five in the morning, Chen Feng had already gotten up and prepared everything. He knew the recipe for tea eggs by heart, and making such tea eggs was very simple for him, but it seemed that there was nothing like this in Yanggu County.

Something that didn't exist and had been tested by the market in his previous life wouldn't be bad in the Song Dynasty either.

This was evident from the pot helmet (a type of baked flatbread).

Chen Feng was very confident.

He had prepared a hundred tea eggs, all placed in the pot, and the scent of tea and eggs could be smelled from a distance.

Pan Jinlian also got dressed: "Darling, these eggs smell so good. Can eggs really be boiled with tea and eaten?"

"Of course! Not only can they be eaten, but they also have a unique flavor."

"Tea eggs... How much are you going to sell them for?" Pan Jinlian blinked her bright, black eyes; she had never seen this method before.

Chen Feng thought for a moment: "I bought these tea eggs at the market by weight, and the cost of each one is about one coin. I'll sell them for two coins each, and with two hundred eggs, I can make two hundred coins. This is relatively simple; as long as I have the base ingredients, I just need to boil the eggs!"

Pan Jinlian looked surprised: "Sell so many?"

The pot helmet already brought them a good income, and if the tea eggs sold well, they would earn an additional two hundred coins every day.

"Wife, this is nothing. In the future, when we open branches and hire more people, that's when we'll really make money. These are just small things; I know a lot more." Chen Feng smiled.

When Chen Feng called her "wife," Pan Jinlian was initially uncomfortable, but she had long gotten used to it. However, every time she saw Darling's face, she still felt a bit uneasy.

Although Pan Jinlian's attitude was cooperative because of Wu Dalang's ability to earn money, she still felt a bit estranged in her heart.

After all, she and this man had just gotten married, and it was forced, not her ideal husband. But if they could live like this in the future, Pan Jinlian could only accept it and wouldn't act rashly.

Chen Feng could sense the emotions from Pan Jinlian, but it didn't matter to him.

"Don't work too hard!"

"It's fine. It's worth it to earn money. This way, we can have a better life in the future."

"Darling, you've worked hard!" Although Pan Jinlian wasn't fully accepting, seeing how hard Darling worked for the family made her feel a bit embarrassed, so she massaged Chen Feng's shoulders.

Chen Feng immediately felt a tingling sensation.

The little wife's technique was very gentle. Pan Jinlian's hands were slender and white, and with just a few presses, Chen Feng felt much more relaxed.

"Wu Dalang, the new shop is doing very well!"

A customer came to the door, and Pan Jinlian's face turned red with embarrassment as she ran to the side to help.

"It's okay, Mr. Wang."

"Hey, what's this? Eggs?"

"Yes, they're called tea eggs."

"Smells good. You know a lot, Dalang. How much are these eggs?"

"Two coins each!"

"...So expensive!" Mr. Wang looked at Wu Dalang with a strange expression. Selling an egg for such a high profit?

But Mr. Wang thought about how good the pot helmet Wu Dalang made was, so he tried one. His eyes lit up immediately. Besides the taste of the egg, there was also the taste of tea, which was quite unique.

"Wu Dalang, your skills are really impressive. Where did you learn this? I've never seen tea eggs in Yanggu County!"

Mr. Wang was also very impressed by Wu Dalang.

"Mr. Wang, these are simple ingredients, and I learned them myself. Our shop also has other snacks. Would you like to take a look?"

At this moment, Chen Feng took out a list of all the items available in the shop.

Pot helmet: three coins each.

Tea eggs: two coins each.

Steamed buns: ten in a basket, five coins.

Golden egg fried rice: ten coins per bowl.

This golden egg fried rice was the most expensive.

Chen Feng had prepared a lot of seasonings and ingredients over the past few days. Whether it was the pot helmet, tea eggs, or golden egg fried rice, although they seemed simple, they were the result of years of culinary experience. Others couldn't replicate the taste.

For example, the pot helmet's seasonings were all adjusted by Chen Feng. Without these seasonings, it was impossible to make this taste.

In his previous life, these weren't exclusive, but in the Song Dynasty, they became Chen Feng's exclusive skills.

Mr. Wang looked at the list: "Fried rice... golden egg fried rice? Ten coins?"

Mr. Wang sold flower wreaths, paper money, and funeral clothes in Yanggu County and had some money. Ten coins weren't much for the wealthy, as one tael of silver was worth a thousand coins.

But selling a bowl of fried rice for so much was a bit excessive. In Yanggu County, fried rice wasn't unavailable, and it usually cost no more than four coins.

This was more than twice the price outside.

"Give me a bowl!" Mr. Wang decided to try it. If it wasn't good, he would never eat it again.

"Sure, Mr. Wang, please wait a moment, I'll get it ready right away!"

Chen Feng immediately lit the fire, added eggs and seasonings, and started frying the rice.

More and more people came, and Su Er and Yun Ge helped sell the pot helmets at another position on the left.

Chen Feng mainly operated the fried rice, tea eggs, and steamed buns.

Since the shop had tables and chairs, customers would sit down.

Mr. Wang was the first to order the fried rice. As Chen Feng's wok clanged, the aroma of the fried rice and the smoky scent spread, and everyone immediately smelled the fragrance.

In the pot, the eggs couldn't be seen, but with a few quick moves, the grains of rice became very plump, each one turning golden.

This left Mr. Wang and the surrounding customers, including Pan Jinlian, Su Er, and Yun Ge, shocked.

"So fragrant!"

"Really like gold!"

"Did you see that? His rice turned golden, looking extraordinary. With this aroma, it's so appetizing!"

"Yes... but ten coins is a bit expensive. I wonder how it tastes."

Soon, Chen Feng finished a bowl of egg fried rice in just a few minutes.

As a master chef, frying this much was like playing.

After placing it in the bowl, the aroma and color of the egg fried rice were perfect.

Mr. Wang couldn't wait to sit down and start eating.

Everyone watched Mr. Wang as he took a bite, chewed, closed his eyes, and showed a look of enjoyment and intoxication.

"This—so delicious!"

"I've never eaten such delicious egg fried rice in my life!!!"

Then, Mr. Wang opened his eyes, looking shocked.