Chapter Twenty-Six: It's All Watermelon's Fault
"Xiao Chen, don't care, Ah Yan doesn't mean that, in terms of the value of the bracelet you gave Qingxue, it is not lower than this necklace."
Dong Ruolan hurriedly opened her mouth to save the scene, Li Chen smiled and didn't care, so she promised Yang Qingxue to be a wrigley, she had expected that something would happen, but she didn't expect that the other party was Yang Qingxue's fiancΓ©.
What's wrong with farming, what's wrong with farmers, Sima Yan looks down on Li Chen, and Li Chen still looks down on a boy like him.
If there is no illustrious family background and the support of elders, maybe Sima Yan will be even worse than Li Chen.
"Brother Li Chen, can you cut the cake with me?"
Yang Qingxue said weakly to Li Chen, since Sima Yan said those words, Li Chen has always maintained this expression, and he has been paralyzed all afternoon.
"Oh, Yingying asked me to pick her up from work at night, and I'll go back after cutting the cake."
Wang Yingying had already said that she would go home, but Li Chen lied and wanted to go back, it seems that Sima Yan's words, he still minds very much.
Now that Yang Qingxue already has a fiancΓ©, it seems that Yang Qingxue's parents are quite satisfied with him, and Li Chen doesn't want to be involved with Yang Qingxue, so it will be unclear anymore.
After cutting the cake, Li Chen returned to Zhang Ning's table, Yang Qingxue originally wanted to come over, but today she was the protagonist, her parents and grandfather were there, and she couldn't spare time for a while.
"Monk, who is this?"
Next to Chen Xiaolong's family, there was a foreigner in his early fifties, who seemed to be chatting happily with Zhang Ning.
"Hello Lee, my name is Merck Roger and I'm from Paris, France."
"Hello."
When Li Chen looked at Merk Roger, Merck Roger took the initiative to stand up and greet Li Chen, looking like a self-acquaintance and very enthusiastic.
Zhang Ning: "Mr. Roger made a special trip to find you!" β
Li Chen: "Looking for me?" β
Chen Xiaolong: "Watermelon." β
Li Chen: "Why did you get on the watermelon again?" β
Bruce Chen: "You have to ask Mr. Roger about this." β
Li Chen looked confused, this was the first time he had seen this foreigner, and he had never sold watermelons to foreigners before, why did Merck Roger have anything to do with watermelons again?
Merck Roger: "Hey Lee, take the liberty of asking, do you still have that watermelon?" β
Li Chen: "What watermelon?" β
Merck Roger: "It's the watermelon that Chen Kee Restaurant makes a fruit plate?" β
Merck Roger is a big foodie, from a dollar of stinky tofu to tens of thousands of dollars of a pot of Buddha jumping over the wall, as long as there is something in Shenzhen, there is nothing he has not eaten.
A few days ago, Merck Roger went to a restaurant once, and after eating the fruit bowl in the restaurant, he was obsessed with watermelon, but unfortunately there were too few watermelons in the fruit bowl to eat at all.
Nowadays, in Chen Ji Chen Ji Restaurant, the menu is clearly marked that a fruit plate will be given for consumption of more than 500, and a single copy will be sold for 88 fast.
Even if the price of the fruit plate has risen, the restaurant business is still full every day, and many people in the catering industry are already eyeing the source of Chen Xiaolong's watermelon.
Merck Roger doesn't have a restaurant, but he knows more about restaurants than anyone else, and he has tasted almost all the cuisines on the five continents, and it's not bad to say that he is a foodie.
Merk Roger also thought about pulling Li Chen's watermelons into his restaurant, but he didn't have this right, and this time he waited for Li Chen here, purely to buy a few watermelons.
Li Chen: "Mr. Roger waited here all afternoon just to buy two watermelons?" β
Merck Roger: "I have a bad problem, I can't sleep until I have enough food I like. β
Li Chen: "If Mr. Roger only wants one or two, I can ask a friend to mail it to you, and you can leave an address."
If you want to go to the place of origin, or if you need any health indicator data, I can only say sorry. β
Merck Roger: "No need to do monitoring, this watermelon is better than the black melon in Hokkaido, and it is rich in vitamins ......"
The watermelons produced in Li Chen's territory are not as clear as Merck Roger's, and even some nutritional indicators are clear.
Only when there is competition can there be motivation, Chen Xiaolong is not afraid of competing with others, he is afraid that those people will use some small means, which will make people unable to guard against it.
Li Chen and Zhang Ning heard Lan Feifei complain, although there was no sweat, the two of them still wiped their foreheads, this is really to grab the market, do everything.
Lan Feifei: "Throwing cockroaches is just pediatrics, and the day before yesterday, a customer ate a pesticide watermelon, so he ran into the store to order a fruit plate." β
Zhang Ning: "What happened in the end?" β
Lan Feifei: "What can I do, I was directly in a coma and foaming at the mouth, I was scared stupid at that time." β
Zhang Ning: "Are you dead?" β
Chen Xiaolong: "Fortunately, he was sent to the hospital in time to be rescued, otherwise he might have died." β
Li Chen: "No, who would be so stupid to swallow pesticides in order to grab business." β
Chen Xiaolong: "It's a farmer who went to the city to work, and someone else gave him 30,000 yuan to make a play." β
Fortunately, Chen Xiaolong was prepared, and the day after Li Chen left, he installed cameras in the store, even the kitchen and fresh-keeping warehouse.
Those small methods of throwing cockroaches, rat droppings, and flies were all cracked by Chen Xiaolong one by one, but it was the first time to drink pesticides to touch porcelain.
"So what are you going to do about it, you're going to keep it like this?"
Li Chen didn't expect that his watermelon would not only bring customers to Chen Xiaolong, but also bring so much trouble.
"I'll go back and tell me about it, I'm going to be like this......"
Yang Qingxue has already come over to toast, everyone can leave the table after finishing this cup, the bean paste bag is about to doze off, and Li Chen and the others are also planning to go back.
Merk Roger, the old man, couldn't believe Li Chen's words, so he insisted on going back with Chen Xiaolong, and the two watermelons didn't arrive, and Merk Roger felt insecure.
Yang Qingxue watched Li Chen leave the table, her mood was inexplicably low, she prepared a show, planning to perform after dinner, but now that the object of the performance has left, this show is meaningless.
"Fei Fei, you let the backstage bring two up, and I'll entertain the guests!"
After returning to Chen Ji Restaurant, Merck Roger and Li Chen went to the cubicle on the second floor together to buy two watermelons for 500 yuan, which only a big foodie like Merck Roger would be willing to give.
Chen Xiaolong: "Didn't Chenzi ask me about my future plans before, I discussed with Fei Fei, and planned to transform the restaurant into a restaurant, the kind of restaurant that combines Chinese and Western."
In this way, although the price of the fruit plate has increased, the consumer group is different, which means that the market is different.
Only a high-end restaurant can afford to sell your watermelon, and my restaurant is now about to become a fruit shop! β
Zhang Ning: "You have thought about it, being a restaurant is not the same as a restaurant, you plan to give up the old man's craft, it is not easy to start a new business, don't be impulsive and end up making you cry." β
Li Chen: "Yes, the high-end restaurant industry is indeed very marketable in Shenzhen, but it is also very competitive. β
Li Chen didn't expect that Chen Xiaolong would choose to transform, is this change too fast.
With the attraction of watermelon alone, Chen Xiaolong wanted to transform into a restaurant, and Li Chen always felt that this decision was too hasty.