Who doesn’t want to be an official? After sending Cao Cao away, he agreed to transfer the recipe the next day, and Wang Yongcai returned to the store.

The chef has a good status, so that is only limited to the part of serving in the officialdom. The day before yesterday, Xiahou Dun almost cut himself down. He didn't even have the qualifications of a chef, so the chef guild would not come forward to maintain it.

"I'm so lucky to use the skills of steamed buns to exchange for a state chef!" Wang Yong sighed with self-deprecating feelings, then returned to the store and continued to work hard.

In another two hours, a bag of flour was ground, and the wheat bran mixed with pig grass was fed to the pig and the remaining two roosters. Unfortunately, the hen was gone. Before Cao Cao sent someone to deliver the new hen, he had no eggs to eat.

"If you have these flours, it will be much more convenient to make steamed buns in the short term! If necessary, take some to the chef's test!" The flour was collected by Wang Yong and kept it properly. A stone of wheat was ground into flour and sifted into white flour with a sieve, which suddenly shrunk severely.

To settle down in this world, you must be qualified as a chef. Even a junior chef recognized by a guild can get help from the guild.

"Knock..." The closed shop door sounded knocking, which immediately aroused Wang Yong's curiosity. Now the curfew should have begun. There will be no ordinary people on the street. At this time, someone came to knock on the door, afraid it was not from the government.

"Who?" Wang Yong still shouted, "If you can walk through the main entrance, you will definitely not be a bad person, you just have to be careful."

"Shop owner, the governor sent someone to the store, saying that he would buy four hens and send them to the store." A young voice came from outside the door, with a strong sense of a tycoon in his tone, "There are some business problems in it, and we need to ask the store owner!"

"It's you, you, the profiteer again?" Wang Yong had no worries when he heard this and went out to open the door.

What came towards me was a half-aged boy, about fifteen years old. Like many men in this world, they looked red in lips and white in teeth. They were obviously wearing men's clothing, but they still gave people a very feminine feeling.

"Wenming, a mate from Wanshi House, say hello to the shop owner!" Seeing Wang Yong come out, Wenming bowed very politely, "So, can I come in first?"

"Yes!" Wang Yong nodded and turned sideways to signal him to come in.

The evil relationship with this unscrupulous businessman was about a month ago, and the third day he traveled through time, and the seasonings in the store were gone. So Wang Yong followed the old shop owner's instructions and went to a store called "Wanshiwu" to buy it.

Later, I also found out that this Wanshi House spans the entire Han Dynasty, has branches in various regions and counties, and even external channels. It can not only undertake various affairs, but also various channels to purchase various goods needed. In short, the peanut oil and piglets in the store, and even subsequent castration of piglets, will still follow their path.

"Sniff... the store has made something delicious again?" Wenming twitched his nose and sniffed and exclaimed.

"It's a pity that you came later, otherwise you might be able to share with you." Wang Yong replied with a smile.

"That's a pity. The owner's cooking skills are still very good, and he can match many intermediate chefs." Wen Ming immediately looked regretful when he heard this, as if he was really disappointed.

But of course Wang Yong would not take it seriously. After a month of contact, he had long seen through Wenming's acting skills. He was more likely to smell the fragrance than to smell the fragrance.

"I do plan to take the test, at least I will get the qualification of a junior chef first." Wang Yong nodded and replied.

"With the skill of the store owner, I should have participated long ago." Wenming nodded, "As for the four hens, I hope the store owner understands that the price of our Wanshi House has always been fair. Even in the disaster year, although we will introduce purchase restrictions, the prices will be sold as much as possible according to the normal market price. The hens are also within the scope of purchase restrictions. It is said that one per person is limited to purchase, but the governor gathers four people to buy, so we can only place an order for her, just like before, she bought a lot of wheat and black beans at a low price for us."

He paused and continued: "Of course, our store manager had already reported to his superiors that he would strengthen the review of the purchase restriction order in the future, mainly for military purchases. This time, purchasing a hen is considered a private behavior, so the store manager is generous and agreed to help again. It just takes about ten days to deliver the goods, and the owner is also looking for a moment."

"I don't believe that with the channels of your Wanshi House, you can't get goods nearby?" Wang Yong said bluntly.

"We do have channels, but you should know that the prices of poultry in Yanzhou, especially the prices of hens, are constantly increasing, and the surrounding areas are also increasing. This means that if we want to sell at market prices, we can only transport them from other provinces. Or, if the owner increases the price, we are willing to send the four hens as soon as possible." Wenming finally showed his fangs.

In fact, it is like logistics. For normal logistics, for ten days, three to five days of expedited items, you have to enjoy expedited services, of course you have to increase the money!

"I have to pay for this part, right?" Wang Yong suddenly realized that after all, Cao Cao left in anger at that time, so he naturally would not be so considerate and handled the urgent business for him. So if he wanted the hen to get it quickly, he had to pay the money himself.

"That's true. Of course, if there is no need to rush, the goods will naturally be delivered to the store owner in ten days." Wenming smiled.

"Then wait ten days!" Wang Yong naturally would not be fooled, especially Wen Ming, who bullied himself for the first few transactions and did not understand the rules of the Wanshi House and the market price. He killed himself several times. To him, Wen Ming was a profiteer.

"Okay, four hens, the goods will arrive in ten days, please wait!" Wenming nodded, as if he was not concerned about this business.

Of course, Wang Yong would not worry. Wanshiwu would play word games with him, saying that he wanted four hens, but got him four old hens that could no longer lay eggs, and that kind of chicken could only be used to stew soup. Wanshiwu's business can be so big that in addition to their huge logistics network, of course, they also have their reputation and credit.

"Then!" Wenming stopped and continued in the tone of a businessman, "Shopkeeper, I heard that you will use wheat to make something called steamed buns. At the same time, you only need one or two steamed buns. You can certainly feel full with water. I wonder if it is? I wonder if the recipe for this steamed bun is still in your hands?"

"Want to buy the recipe?" Wang Yong raised his eyebrows. No wonder he had to come to him overnight. He was afraid that he would be worried about the night of long dreams. "It's a pity that I have sold that recipe to governor Cao."

"With the wisdom of the shop owner, you should not see the value of that recipe. How can you not leave a backup plan?" Wenming smiled, "The manager asked me to come over and ask the shop owner, there is a recipe that can make people eat enough and is cheap. Even if you can't buy it, it's okay to use it for a fee! Wanshiwu has all the channels that the shop owner needs, including the peanut oil you have always wanted to buy, or even peanut oil residue."

Steaming, roasting and stewing can certainly make people explore for a lifetime, but as a modern person, Wang Yong certainly hopes to eat stir-frying. Without oil, stir-frying will become tasteless. The key is that peanut oil residue is actually a kind of ingredient, but according to his understanding, people in this world use oil residues to feed livestock, and they don’t seem to be eaten.

"Well..." Wang Yong looked at Wenming with interest, "It's because Lu Bu is short of food, so you are interested in this good opportunity to buy food in the army, right?"

"Actually, the great man is short of food everywhere now!" Wenming shook his head.
Chapter completed!