1,000 taels was indeed a lot. If this recipe belonged to the young man, he would definitely sell it.
But no, he was just a worker and had never seen the boss behind the business. He shook his head and said, "Sir, you're making things difficult for me."
Zhu Qi gave his servant a look, and a silver ingot worth ten taels was immediately stuffed into the young man's hand.
The young man was overjoyed and hurriedly put it into his sleeve. "I really can't call my boss over. If you want to look for our boss, you can go to the Dragon Gate Bank and ask Shopkeeper Li. This stall, these instant noodles and tea eggs were all sent over by him."
When Zhu Qi heard him mention the Dragon Gate Bank, he was immediately shocked. If the stall owner was the owner of the Dragon Gate Bank, his 1,000 taels would be a joke.
Zhu Qi could only pray that this was just a recipe that Shopkeeper Li had unintentionally dug up and privately asked someone to set up the stall.
