As soon as Cook Li finished his words, Wu Zhuying finally spoke. "Just ask for the recipe and give them compensation. Or you can buy the recipe directly."
"This…" Cook Li was dumbfounded.
As a cook, he knew the value of a recipe. Even if they were willing to buy it, there was no guarantee that Fu Chen'an and his wife would be willing to sell it.
Lu Qianxuan was not as shameless as his maternal cousin, so he raised his hand and said, "Cook Li, go ask if they are willing to sell the recipe. If they are unwilling, then forget it."
"Understood."
With the General's order, Cook Li went to the entrance of the military barracks with several cooks. When he arrived, Fu Chen'an and Yao Zhi had already finished their lunch.
Seeing the cart full of vegetables, Cook Li's face beamed with smiles. He walked over and asked, "Yao-shi, did you bring more vegetables today?"
