Chapter 55: Behind the smile is a bad intention

"Then give it to Mayor Wang to taste!"

The elder brother is in charge, of course Xiao Duo has nothing to say. In fact, everyone ate about the same, except for the second egg, there was still some unfinished, although he ate the most.

Wang Siping sat in the next room reservedly. Gao Xiaomi personally took away four ducks, and in his heart once again confirmed that Yu Le seems to be honest and honest, and he is quite good at things.

I'll it!

Wang Siping's eyes widened, there is still such a delicious duck in Zangma Town?

Yan Dongjiang had already finished eating his piece, and Gao Xiaomi also served the piece that Xiao Duo gave her on a small plate.

Li Yingjun accompanied the last seat, and of course he was fortunate to share a piece. There is also an office clerk named Dong Yi, who is with Yan Dongjiang.

There was only one piece left on the table, and Yan Dongjiang quickly pushed it in front of Wang Siping's eyes, "Mayor Wang has another piece!"

"Oh!" Wang Siping stretched out his chopsticks without hesitation, he had long forgotten about the big belly and the middle-aged illness of this high and high age, and only smiled when he could touch it, "Haha, lady first! ”

"Hey, hey, it doesn't seem to be anymore. Yan Dongjiang didn't mention that this was actually someone else's leftovers.

"The mayor of the town will come first, I have a small amount of food, one piece is enough!" Gao Xiaomi is not a person who does not know how to lift.

Wang Siping really picked it up and gnawed, "Call the boss, how can there be no more?"

"The mayor doesn't know, the boss is a combat hero who came down from the front line of Laoshan, and there is a steel plate in his thigh. My hometown is Wawutun, and I have been working in Canghai since I changed jobs. Three years ago, I suddenly returned to the town, bought this abandoned school, opened a small restaurant, and the business was very average. During the Chinese New Year, the civil affairs departments at the Canghai and Pingyang levels will come to visit. Oh, and the owner has also adopted several orphans. Yan Dongjiang had a difficult face, so he introduced it to Mayor Wang.

The implication is that although the boss is down, he is not called to come and go.

"Oh!" Wang Siping nodded, put his fingers in his mouth, and wiped off the napkin on the way.

"I'll ask. Gao Xiaomi volunteered to leave her seat.

It didn't take long for a black guy to follow Gao Xiaomi's in, and greeted him modestly and cautiously, "Hello Mayor Wang, good leaders, it's really a food trial today, and this duck will be given to Mayor Wang and the leaders to eat." But the ingredients are really gone, and there will be ten more tomorrow, if you want to eat, please come early. ”

With a smile on his face and an attitude in place, why does this sound so awkward?

What kind of identity does Mayor Wang have, do you need to send it?

The leaders of the town government eat your two ducks, and they have to come over early to line up?

Wang Siping held his identity, Yan Dongjiang frowned, and the clerk Dong Yi who came with him spoke, "Can't you make two more today?"

"The ingredients are in Sohutun, and it takes more than two hours to run. The black guy had a smile on his face, and there was enough reason for that.

"Is it done at night?" Dong Yi also spoke on behalf of the town government, at least on behalf of the town office. Walking in Zangma Town, who dares not to give face?

The mayor and director are here, but Dong Yi is not angry. What kind of strength is it to compete with a cook, it seems that there is no self-cultivation, and the ability to do things is also lacking.

However, he proposed that in the evening, the mayor and the director of the town did not object, and the town hall was not far from here anyway.

If you want to say that there are objections, why do you make two, make ten or eight, and take them home for your wife and children to taste.

"I'm sorry, not today. The black guy still had the same smile.

"Hey, I said you ......" Dong Yi was a little angry, this guy knew who he was talking to?

"Brother Yu is a college student, and he gave up his high salary to return to his hometown to start a business! It seems that he is a little eyebrow-raising, Brother Yu, this duck is so delicious!" Li Yingjun interrupted Dong Yi's words in time, and took the initiative to shake hands with the black guy.

In fact, when this black guy came in, Li Yingjun stood up, but he didn't dare to speak without permission. Hearing that Dong Yi's words were not good, why didn't Li Yingjun hurry up and behave?

"Brother Li is polite!" the black boy really gave an enthusiastic response.

Dong Yi glanced at Li Yingjun inexplicably. Everyone is a descendant of Director Yan, and their identities and business scopes are completely different, and they usually get along well.

Li Yingjun's words seem to be a bit of a reminder?

"I'm sorry, it's only ten a day, I don't accept reservations, everyone eat and drink well!" The black guy arched his hand very socially and turned away!

There were no words in the room for a while.

"Mayor Wang, this person's name is Yu Le, but I'm not very familiar with it. The waitress's mother seems to be a member of the Provincial Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference. Gao Xiaomi said lightly, and started eating with a small bowl of noodles.

During this period, the waitress brought four stir-fried dishes, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, but did not speak.

The taste of stir-fry is average.

After eating this duck, no matter what stir-fry you eat, the taste is not much better.

No matter what other people thought in their hearts, Gao Xiaomi felt that Yu Le's scheming was deep, and took the initiative to explain, but he threw down such a call, which is considered a ...... Hunger marketing?

Gao Xiaomi's initial impression of music was the existence of two brushes, and this impression has been maintained to this day. If it weren't for the fact that he felt that he was shallow and deep, Gao Xiaomi even wanted to remind Jiang Wan euphemistically.

Today, I feel that he is clever and will come to things, and the bottom line is not high, so he actually pulled out ducks from the children's mouths to serve the town leaders.

Just now, I think that he is enthusiastic and humble and understands marketing, or is he not humble or arrogant and principled?

I don't seem to be able to see clearly, what kind of person is he......

A group of leaders, including Wang Siping, are also eating silently, and no one will arrogantly lift the table.

Based on all kinds of news, this roadside shop under the nose is still Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?

The boss is a combat hero, and the waiter's mother is a member of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, not to mention that the waiter looks like a painting.

Hire a cook or a college student?

Of course, give up a high salary and return to your hometown to start a business, that is to say.

Everyone here is well-informed, except for Yan Dongjiang, they are also college students. If you mix well in the city, who would want to go back to the countryside, let alone work as a cook in a roadside shop.

But the duck made from this product is really delicious......

After the meal, Dong Yi settled the bill, which was supposed to be signed and recorded, which is also the practice of the town government. After saving a certain amount, he issued an invoice and went to the town government to ask for money. Whether you can get there or not is another story.

Yan Dongjiang took out 200 yuan. Jiang Wan made the decision for Uncle Lao Shan, and only accepted a hundred, which is called Hua Duck.

Gao Xiaomi told Wang Siping to leave, saying that he would walk back later, but Wang Siping would not allow it.

"Sister Xiaomi, how much do you think this is called Flower Duck, how much should it be sold for?" Jiang Wan asked with a smile.

"It's up to you to do as much as you want. "Gao Xiaomi has something to say, although he has no bottom in his heart.

According to the consumption level of Canghai, if it is 100 yuan a piece, it should be very popular. It's not impossible to go high-end for 200 yuan to be a brand. But with the consumption level of Zangma Town, fifty yuan is too high. Roast duck of this size is thirty or forty yuan.

It depends on how to position it, this duck is very valuable, even if the cost is not high.

What other ancestral recipes does he have?

You don't put prohibited items like large smoke shells, do you?

Unconsciously, Gao Xiaomi secretly observed Yu Le, and still felt that there was a bad heart behind the harmless smile of humans and animals.

"What do you mean, Yule?" Jiang Wan asked again.

Everyone sat around the dining table, drinking white water with rice bowls, and Uncle Lao Shan listened with a kind smile.

"It's a little more expensive, it may not be enough to sell, and my ducks are only more than 400, and they are not replenished so quickly. Yu Le pondered for a moment.

"Sell one for 100 yuan, limit 10 pieces a day, and the store charges you 10 yuan for a service fee, do you think it's okay?" Jiang Wan clapped.

"Uncle Lao Shan used to accept my father's duck, how much did it cost?" asked Yu Le.

"Six dollars a pound, if it's just a pound, it's in your early twenties. "Uncle Lao Shan is talking about the market price.

"Then let's do it, now you collect it at fifty yuan a piece, sell it for one hundred yuan, sell it to count, and if you can't sell it, it will count as mine. Hehe, I'll rent your house, so you don't charge for it. Yu Le laughed.

Gao Xiaomi's brows furrowed and he didn't speak.

It's not clear about music.

This account is not difficult to calculate, the cost of pickling girls is quite high?

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