Chapter Ninety-Three
Wang Fanglin is the boss of Xiaojun Ganskewer Fragrant Malatang, Malatang is an ancestral craft, from his father to his generation has been some years, he took over this craft for half a lifetime, but I didn't expect that in the end I still smashed the ancestral heirloom in my own hands, and I was ashamed of my ancestors.
The clerk Wang Xuewei was listlessly wiping the table with a rag, and with a flick of the dirty rag, a flying green-headed fly was accurately swatted, and then with a flick of his fingers, it was like a humble grain of dust being dusted and destroyed, and the spicy soup in the store had been burned dry, but no one went to add water.
Outside the shop, in the shade of the tree, there was a flower dog, panting vigorously with its tongue, the blazing sun baked the earth, the wall tiles on the street corner were cracked, and the moss was scorched, and even the occasional spit out shoots were gnawed off by the free-range old goats.
"Go and put up an advertisement for the transfer of this shop outside the alley." Wang Fanglin took out three or four pieces of advertising paper and handed them to Wang Xuewei.
Wang Xuewei rubbed twice, walked out very reluctantly, and soon came back, sitting on the table, holding a pot of water and drinking water.
"Spirit, no matter how hard you work, I'll fire you!" The pot-bellied boss Wang Fanglin came out and saw that Wang Xuewei was slacking off, and he couldn't help but be angry, picked up the broom in the corner of the door and began to chase and fight.
Wang Xuewei jumped up, tripped over the table, the pot of spicy hot soup on the table poured out with a bang, the spicy hot mixed with the juice of the pepper in a parabolic attitude, splashed on the flower dog outside the door, followed by a miserable scream of the flower dog, the flower dog wolf bรจi jumped out and tied the collar around his neck to the door railing, bang, the threshold of disrepair was overwhelmed, and was dragged out by the flower dog more than ten meters away.
The wooden gate, lacking the support of the threshold, creaked and collapsed, kicking up a puff of dust!
Wang Xuewei stood dumbfounded, he didn't expect a chain reaction to be so big, collapsing layer by layer like dominoes.
"Oh my god!" The boss Wang Fanglin wanted to cry without tears.
"Yo, what are you doing here? Such a big formation! โ
Liu Xuehui came in on tiptoe, frowned at this farce-like scene, and couldn't help but say with a smile: "I don't know, I think this is a slaughterhouse, boss, I didn't make a mistake that you guys are here for Malatang snack bar, right?" โ
He pointed to the signboard of the Wang's small county gan skewers and incense sticks.
Liu Xuehui came today to complete the task specified by Su Can, and the purpose was to purchase the recipe for Malatang.
But pushing the price down and degrading it to worthless is considered to have achieved the goal. And his role is also to pave the way for the progress of the task in the future.
Wang Fanglin first glared at Wang Xuewei, told him to stay aside, and said, "Lao Tzu will come to clean you up later." โ
Then when he faced Liu Xuehui, he changed his smiling face, and the speed of changing his face was definitely first-class, amiable, kind, rubbing his hands, and said: "Hello boss, I don't know if you are eating in a small shop, or are you looking at the shop?" Please sit down, please take a seat! โ
Liu Xuehui sat generously on the chair brought by Wang Xuewei, secretly feeling refreshed, being the boss is cool, this taste is like Xia Futian eating a ginseng fruit, the pores all over his body are transparent and refreshing.
He was originally a gangster on the street, and he was also in the business of stealing chickens and dogs, of course, he was spurned and despised by others, and now he was suddenly so respected, very proud, fortunately, he was proud, and he hadn't forgotten what Su Can wanted him to do, and he didn't get carried away to that point.
Liu Xuehui pretended to be a pinching gesture and said: "Boss Wang, you see that your environment here is so bad, it's not as good as a fly restaurant, how can a person with such status as me eat here with you, of course, I'm not here to buy your shop, your location is not good, it's remote, it's rare for someone to come in for a long time." โ
Wang Fanglin couldn't figure out Liu Xuehui's thoughts for a while, and when he heard that the boss in front of him was worthless in his craftsmanship and shop, he was not annoyed, he sneered, and said, "Then boss, do you want it?" โ
Wang Xuewei, who was next to him, came over and said with a smile: "Could it be that the boss wants our spicy hot recipe?" โ
"Hmm."
Liu Xuehui snorted lightly with his nose, and he didn't speak, because this thing is not easy to say, Su Can taught him that the more he wants, the more he has to behave, and if he does it well, it gives people a sense of unfathomability.
Regardless of whether the business is successful or not, this frame must be full of momentum, and the style must be hard, bluff him as soon as it comes up, and win three points before fighting!
"This ......"
The boss Wang Fanglin looked embarrassed, he didn't expect this guy to come with his own formula, although his business was bleak, but it was not to the point of closing down, no matter how bastard he was, it was impossible to sell what his father left behind with his conscience, what is it called? That's called a loser, besides, who knows if he is sent by the opponent on the opposite snack street to fight him?
Wang Fanglin has been thinking for a long time, and Liu Xuehui's forehead is also sweating, thinking to himself, "You old guy should hurry up and speak, if you don't speak, I don't know how to continue, after pretending for so long, Lao Tzu's legs are empty, no." He saw that Wang Fanglin was still pondering, so he snorted, "Can you do it?" No, I look at the spicy hot recipe opposite, it's good! โ
Liu Xuehui read the lines that Su Can taught him.
Wang Fanglin saw that the big patron was a little impatient, and he was a little anxious, this is not an opportunity, what if he hesitates a little, the opportunity slips away? Gritting his teeth, he went out hard, and after figuring it out, he sneered: "It's not that you don't sell it, but you think about how you plan to sell it?" โ
"Three hundred!" Liu Xuehui stretched out three fingers and raised them in front of Wang Fanglin.
"Ahem, boss, isn't that a small number?" Wang Fanglin wiped his sweat, and the enthusiasm on his face was much less, and in his heart, he expected the price to be at least 10,000! Three hundred? Hehe, let's call Hanako.
"No, no, no, I think your spicy hot recipe is indeed only worth this price, it is undeniable that your strings of incense do have a unique taste, but the fact is that there are not many diners in your store to buy and consume, if you really sell money, your store will already be on fire, and you can still use it to the point of selling the recipe?!" Liu Xuehui said strongly, he has always remembered Su Can's words, whether it is reasonable or not, the momentum must be enough!
"It's just a matter of time, once it gets bigger, the profits will roll in, this is a million profits, three hundred? You dream, door-slammer! Wang Fanglin blushed and waved his hand to argue.
Liu Xuehui sneered, got up and patted the dust on his body, and said coldly: "It seems that this business can't be done." โ
"Xue Wei, send off!" Wang Fanglin said angrily with a blushing face.
Liu Xuehui wanted this effect, the goal was achieved, so he didn't do much entanglement, and drank the tea in one gulp before leaving, and then Shi Shiran left.