Sea-hunting: With the system in hand, my eyes are the ruler

Chapter 667

Qian Bo didn't mind sharing the recipe at all.

Xin Gaoyang quickly took out paper and pen.

Qian Bo wrote down the dipping sauce recipe on a piece of paper without hesitation.

His ancestral recipe did not specify the amount of food, but Jiang Han and Xin Gaoyang were both young and did not cook much.

He was afraid that they would not understand, so he wrote down the required amount of each ingredient clearly.

He handed the list to Jiang Han.

Jiang Han took a look and put it away.

Xin Gaoyang was anxious, "Alas, I haven't seen it yet!"

Jiang Han glanced at him and said, "If I can make it, doesn't that mean you can have something to eat too?"

Xin Gaoyang thought about it and it made sense. Why should he need to know how to make the dipping sauce? Wouldn’t it be enough if Jiang Han could do it?

Before Jiang Han went out, he went to the room first.

He memorized the recipe and put the paper in a safe.

Xin Gaoyang was still a little slow. If a product like this could be quantified, it would be terrifying.

After all, China itself has a business empire built with a bottle of sauce.

If this recipe can be made like Lao Gan Ma...

Jiang Han didn't dare to think about this, and he didn't have the ability and energy to do this for the time being.

I can only put this recipe here for now.

When he went downstairs, Xin Gaoyang ran over and asked, "Where have you been?"

Jiang Han glanced at him and said, "I went to check the tide."

Xin Gaoyang remembered that Jiang Han's room could overlook the sea.

"Didn't you say you wanted to go to the beach? Let's go."

At this time, Qian Bo just walked into the room to pack his things. Jiang Han followed him into the room, and then the door was closed.

Xin Gaoyang just followed him to the door and was locked outside.

Xin Gaoyang: “…”

Jiang Han's voice came from inside, "I have something to talk to Qian Bo about, please wait outside."

Xin Gaoyang: “…”

Jiang Han looked at Qian Bo, "Qian Bo, can you take out the payment code?"

Qian Bo just got in touch with smartphones these days. He has learned how to pay with his phone, but he doesn't know where the payment code is.

"I don't know where to find it. Can you help me find it?"

Qian Bo directly handed his cell phone to Jiang Han.

Jiang Han didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Do you trust me that much?"

Qian Bo scratched his head. "Is there anything wrong with this?"

"No, there's nothing wrong with showing the payment code." Jiang Han knew that Qian Bo had been on a deserted island all these years and was completely unaware of the scams of this era. "In the future, if someone asks you to transfer money online, don't do it lightly."

Qian Bo nodded and said, "I understand. I will be more careful." Qian Bo was just a little out of touch with this society, but he was not stupid.

Jiang Han scanned Qian Bo's payment code.

Qian Bo's phone immediately rang with a robotic female voice: "10 yuan has arrived on WeChat."

Qian Bo opened his mouth in shock, "Jiang Han, what are you doing?"

"Uncle Qian, just think of this recipe as me asking you to buy it."

"I gave it to you willingly. You didn't need to buy it. Take the money back."

Qian Bo clicked around on his phone for a long time but still couldn't figure out how to transfer the money back.

"Qian Bo, I have a request, can you agree to it?"

Qian Bo looked up at Jiang Han and said, "Just tell me what you want."

"This is the recipe. I hope you won't tell anyone else."

He hasn't used this recipe yet, so just give Qian Bo 10 yuan first.

If he could use it later, he would definitely give Qian Bo more. But he didn't say that now because no one knew what would happen in the future. He didn't want to paint a rosy picture for Qian Bo.

"Don't worry, I won't use this recipe again, not even when cooking for my daughter."

"That's not necessary. You can still use this recipe. But you can't tell anyone else the specific formula."

Chambers understood, "I won't even tell my own daughter."

Jiang Han knew that Qian Bo would definitely keep his promise, but Qian Bo still wanted to return the money to Jiang Han.

"Uncle Qian, just keep this money." For a prescription like this, 10 yuan is really not a high price.