Chapter 41 The charm of spicy strips

Makino followed the leader back to the Songyang Sect.

Master Qiu ordered his disciples to open the warehouse, which was full of soybeans.

Makino picked up some at will and nodded.

Chief Qiu came over.

"I don't know what tricks you have, little brother."

"Master, have you heard of reprocessing?"

"Reprocessing? To be honest, we have tried to make soybean cakes, etc., but compared to those century-old shops, they are not an advantage. They sell at a low price and cannot even get the capital back."

"What if my thing is extremely special?"

"This, forgot, there are so many soybeans, donors can try it."

The head of Sect Qiu looked like a dead horse and said that he would be a living horse. After telling his disciples to entertain Muye for a long time, he went out and knelt down and begged.

But the hospitality is just sweet potatoes.

Muye looked around, and the disciples of Songyang Sect actually ate grassroots, tree bark, soybean porridge, which was hard to see.

Makino sighed, it seemed that he had to pay for the preliminary preparations.

He came to the blacksmith's place, painted and asked the blacksmith to make it.

Later, he bought dried chili powder, cinnamon, star anise, pepper, oil and other seasonings.

That evening, Master Qiu came back with a little money he had asked for and beat his back.

The disciples are fighting for something.

"Does these incompetent things want to separate?"

The head of the sect walked over rushingly, but found that the disciples were fighting for some red bean products.

Makino walked to the dull leader and handed over the bean product.

"Brother Makino, is this?"

"Spicy strips!"

"Just this little thing, can you save my Songyang Sect?"

"You try."

"Oh, how is that possible? Brother Muye, stop kidding me anymore. Even if I, Mr. Qiu Qiu, don't believe that this thing can turn the tide."

Makino smiled and stuffed the spicy strips into the head's mouth.

The head of the sect was helpless at first, but after chewing, his face became more rosy and surprised.

"It smells so good!"

"Using this spicy strip will definitely save the Songyang faction from danger."

"really."

Something suddenly sounded at Master Qiu.

"Brother Makino, do you only need soybeans to make these spicy strips?"

“This is the raw material needed.”

After seeing it, the head frowned again.

"I, Songshan School, don't have the financial resources to buy these raw materials now."

"It's okay, we can attract investment."

"Recruiting...investing investment?"

The next day, Muye brought his head to Taishi Mountain in Songshan and came to Songshan Sect.

The head shook his head.

"I've begged them before, they don't want to buy my soybeans."

Makino shook his head.

"This time it's not just giving alms, but win-win cooperation."

Wang Ze, Lin and Hai came out to greet him in person.

Holding Makino's arms with the sea.

"Makino, why do you have time to come to my Songshan Sect today?"

"I am trying to help the Songyang Sect get out of the predicament."

In fact, when Wang Ze saw the leader Qiu behind Muye, he had a guess about Muye's purpose.

Wang Ze bowed.

"We also want to help the Songyang faction, but the assets of the Songshan faction are funded by the court, and they are famous for being a master. Such funding is a must forbidden by the imperial government. Besides, the price of soybeans is high and the quantity is large. Not only do we buy them waste money, but the soybeans cannot be used up."

Chief Qiu waved his hand.

"Forget it, forgot, Brother Makino, let's go."

Makino grabbed Master Qiu.

"Brother Wang Ze, we are here to discuss cooperation this time, not to let you be suckers."

"cooperate?"

In the Songshan Sect's convention hall, Master Qiu sat upright, while the Songshan Sect's head and elders looked helpless.

The head of the Songshan Sect made a speech.

"Makino, I gathered here for the sake of your second guard in front of the imperial court. But we really can't afford to buy soybeans. If you know the emperor, why don't you let Your Majesty lend a helping hand?"

"Everyone, let's look at this thing and make it out of soybeans."

Makino took out a plate of red soybean products.

Everyone in Songshan Sect saw it and shook their heads.

The head of the Songshan Sect sighed.

"What can this small soy product be useful?"

"Please try it."

Everyone looked helpless and ate.

Then, they immediately stood up and asked Makino.

“So delicious, what kind of food is this?”

"Spicy strips!"

"Well, we can buy this, but only a part of it."

"We are here to discuss cooperation, not for you to buy it. Songshan Patai invests some money in the name of investment, so we can buy seasonings. At that time, this thing will be sold at a good price, will everyone share the profit?"

The head of the Songshan Sect blinked his eyes.

"This is a good suggestion, and the court will allow it if it knows. Actually, I have long wanted to fund the Songyang Sect, but the army has become Wuming. But..."

"but?"

"Can we provide some special products for these spicy strips?"

"Hahaha, it's easy to say."

Afterwards, Muye and Master Qiu came to Shaolin Temple again.

At this moment, Muye returned to his monk's outfit. Master Qiu was confused, and Muye only thought that this was for convenience.

Because Makino is in the limelight and the matter is not harmful to Shaolin, the negotiations are soon completed.

So, the vast number of food processing began.

Large batches of spicy strips are produced.

President Qiu asked.

"How to sell these spicy strips?"

"Ten taels per string?"

"Ten taels?"

"That's right."

President Qiu was about to argue that the price was too high, but then he thought that Mr. Muye was quite smart and would not do it randomly.

Finally, spicy strips are on the market.

At first it was only popular among noble officials, but later it was spread to ordinary people.
To be continued...