Song Tan explained the actual situation clearly: "Are you sure they can accept it?"
"able!"
As long as you are a chef, you will pursue good ingredients. Just like when my seventh cousin tasted the food, he rushed back to his hometown, and Master Qian couldn't resist.
What's more, he has been a chef for decades and can make his own decisions in the kitchen! If he doesn't seize the opportunity to make such a good dish, it would be like a pie in the sky falling from the sky!
Therefore, he was particularly confident: "Our boss is planning to turn Changleju into a private restaurant, and he needs some high-quality vegetables to increase its value."
They don't have the money and are unwilling to spend money to compete with the ecological vegetable farm across the street in terms of reviews, reputation, offline and online marketing. But if it is changed to a private restaurant, there is no need to have any reputation in this regard.
It actually lowers your reputation if you use this kind of review website privately!
Besides, isn't his ecological vegetable garden the main theme of green and healthy? He said he raised his own chickens and grew his own vegetables... but in fact, isn't it the same way as other people's vegetable gardens
He doesn't talk about ecology or health here. The customers will know whether the high-quality vegetables are good or not just by taking a bite!
Isn't this silent sense of superiority stronger than the various propaganda he has put forward
Master Qian thought a lot—
Isn't Lao Song's apprentice a chef there? Let's see if he can still be a chef when the restaurant is deserted!
Little bastard, he dared to turn against me and act like an ungrateful person after learning a few things. Master Qian has experienced his cooking skills before, and he has not improved in decades!
He is so old, but he is still constantly learning new skills. To be honest, even if the boss doesn't rebuild their restaurant, Master Qian can still keep them going!
But nowadays...
He smiled and picked up a cucumber and started chewing it.
Now, if you cut this cucumber into pieces and serve it on the table, you can crush others!
Oh my goodness, just thinking about this situation makes me feel comfortable from the soles of my feet to the top of my head, how wonderful it is!
When I think about it this way, I do feel a little lonely because of being at the top!
Seeing Master Qian was so confident, Song Tan nodded readily:
"Okay, then let's sign a letter of intent first - do you want it to be exclusive or non-exclusive?"
"Exclusive! Definitely exclusive!" Master Qian replied quickly.
He also knew that Song Tan's dishes were good value for money, and thinking about the benefits of exclusivity, he made the decision without hesitation.
"Whatever vegetables come out of the fields, you are only responsible for packing and weighing them. Nothing else is needed."
"We will arrange everything. For exclusive use, we will charge double the amount you supply - but except for the local Lao Zhao, the rest must be supplied to our restaurant."
The vegetables from Song Tan’s family are really worth it!
Therefore, this condition was not harsh, and was even very favorable. Moreover, with Song Tan's confidence in his own agricultural products, he was not afraid that the other party would go back on their word.
She looked at her seventh cousin and saw him nod, obviously trusting Master Qian's character, so she readily agreed:
"Okay! But we don't have much vegetables right now. When the first batch of vegetables is grown, you can send someone over to sign the formal contract."
The vegetable seeds ordered by Professor Song have not arrived yet. Even the fastest growing cabbage and water spinach will take a month to grow.
But for Master Qian, isn’t this just perfect
After all, renovating a restaurant takes time.
On this side, Zhang Yanping took a taxi to the station and took the Village-to-Village Bus directly back to Yunqiao Village.
The taxi to the village costs 200 yuan. The village-to-village bus costs 25 yuan to reach the doorstep. Zhang Yanping has been with Song Tan for a long time and has learned how to live.
Of course, the Village-to-Village Express is not without its shortcomings. For example, it is just past 9 o'clock now, but the bus still has to wait until 10 o'clock to return to the village.
Fortunately, Zhang Yanping had just escaped from home. Now he could feel the air of freedom while sitting in the car. He could also sort out his thoughts.
So, when I get back to the village, how should I communicate with my aunt Tan Tan and the others to make this lie go on
It's a pity that in the entire Yunqiao Village, besides Song Tan, there are only two young girls, one is the village party secretary Zhu Jun, and the other is the village doctor Guo.
We are so familiar with each other, it is inappropriate to use him as a shield!
He sat there scowling, unable to think of a better solution.
At this moment, someone outside the car door asked in broken Mandarin: "Are you going to Yunqiao Village?"
"Yes!" The driver said in a trembling voice, not even looking up at this moment: "Find a seat by yourself, the bus leaves at ten o'clock. The fare is twenty-five!"
However, Zhang Yanping felt something was not right when he saw it.
The leader was a tall and strong middle-aged man, followed by a petite middle-aged woman with a weathered face. Behind her were two young, tall and thin men.
This person is definitely not from Yunqiao Village.
Zhang Yanping thought subconsciously.
But then I thought: That's not right. Although he has been in the village for a long time, there are not many people in the village. Maybe he is just coming back from work
But I didn’t see them bringing any luggage when they came back from work…
He thought so much just to divert his complicated thoughts. However, to the newcomers, the black-faced muscular man sitting on the side seat had a frown on his face and stared at them intently, as if he was carrying the oppression of a gangster boss!
So much so that they were obviously quite confident, but for some reason, they shrank to the other side guiltily.
The middle-aged woman following the tall and strong man moved towards the seat in front carefully and gently, while constantly looking back in the direction of Zhang Yanping.
Zhang Yanping: …
Is it his fault that he is darker and stronger
He is such an honest young man, why do you look at him with prejudice? !
Thinking of this, I looked over even more angrily.
The next moment, the middle-aged woman trembled, and quickly hugged her small bag, sitting obediently in front of the car seat, not daring to move.
Zhang Yanping: …
He simply closed his eyes, took out his headphones, and decided not to watch anyone anymore.
Slowly, the car started while he was half asleep and half awake, and then turned onto the road skillfully.
The drive lasted more than an hour and was shaky and bumpy. When Zhang Yanping opened his eyes again, the car had returned to the village and was heading towards Song Tan's home.
But when I looked again, why were those people still in the car
It was such a hot day and they didn’t have any luggage with them. They didn’t look like they were going back to the village!
Looking at how tense and frowning they all were, Zhang Yanping became alert.
At this moment, he slowly stood up and walked forward, asking, "You look a little unfamiliar, are you not from this village?"
“No, no!”
The middle-aged woman huddled aside with her bag in her arms, shaking her head like a rattle, shivering:
"We are just here to find someone, nothing else..."