"Shut up, you talk too much!"

Madam Jia glared at Qin Huairu with annoyance.

She knew, of course, that Chen Jun was not someone to be trifled with, but seeing so many gifts being given to him made her uncomfortable.

Why would they send Chen Jun so many things?

Chen Jun isn't short of money, while the Jia family is lacking everything right now. Would it kill them to give them a little something?

"Grandma, I want to eat that!"

Just then, Bang Geng pointed to the gift at the very top.

It was a roast duck, which Yang Taihe specially brought from the restaurant. Only by letting Chen Jun taste Quanjude's flavor could he know how to improve the current recipe.

For Yang Taihe, a roast duck is nothing.

But for Bang Geng, it was something he had never tasted before, yet even though he had never tasted it, Bang Geng knew it was delicious.

"After Grandma gets her salary in a few days, she'll take her precious grandson out for roast duck!" Jia Zhangshi patted Banggeng's head.

I want to eat it now!

Banggeng slapped Jia Zhangshi's hand away, then grabbed Qin Huairu's trouser leg and shook it hard: "Mom, I want to eat roast duck!"

When Madam Jia saw this scene, the corner of her mouth twitched involuntarily.

Ever since she broke her promise to make braised pork last time, Banggeng hasn't trusted her much.

That damned Qin Huairu, she must have been saying bad things about Bang Geng behind my back.

Seeing this, Qin Huairu also looked at the roast duck; it looked delicious with its glistening oil.

But a roast duck is too expensive; they simply can't afford it.

"Good boy, when Chen Jun comes back, have your grandma ask him for some roast duck."

What is that?

Jia Zhangshi was immediately displeased.

Why should I go?

Qin Huairu glanced at her and said indifferently, "Because your precious grandson wants to eat roast duck!"

As she spoke, Qin Huairu patted Banggeng's head and continued, "Banggeng, your grandma always says she loves you the most. She will definitely help you get roast duck. Otherwise, she doesn't treat you like her own grandson."

Upon hearing this, Banggeng turned to look at Jia Zhangshi.

Jia Zhangshi immediately felt as if a mouthful of blood was about to rise to her throat.

She used all my words!

Before long, it was time for the steel rolling mill to close.

As a master of slacking off, Chen Jun naturally wouldn't stay at the factory to work overtime, so he left the factory gate right when the bell rang to signal the end of the workday.

When he returned to the courtyard house, he saw Yang Taihe walking towards him.

"You must be Master Chen, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Yang Taihe from Quanjude." Yang Taihe warmly extended his hand.

Chen Jun looked at Yang Taihe in front of him, and then at the pile of gifts at his doorstep, and was puzzled for a moment.

Good heavens!

If I remember correctly, Quanjude is a Peking duck restaurant, right?

The gifts piled up at his doorstep almost made Chen Jun think that Quanjude was a supply and marketing cooperative.

You can find almost anything you need, from food and drinks to clothing and other necessities.

Unsolicited favors are always suspicious, so Chen Jun didn't rush to shake hands with Yang Taihe.

Seeing this, Yang Taihe explained with a smile, "Well, I ran into your factory director Yang at a restaurant today and had the pleasure of tasting a piece of your roast duck. Hmm, the taste was indescribable, even better than Quanjude's."

"Therefore, I have come here today, shamelessly seeking your advice, hoping that Master Chen can grant my request."

Journey to the West?

Upon hearing this, Chen Jun carefully examined Yang Taihe. The clothes he wore were made of fine materials, indicating that even if he wasn't the owner of Quanjude, he must be a manager.

The fact that Yang Taihe was willing to set aside his pride and come to me to learn Peking duck techniques shows that he is no ordinary person.

This also indicates that there is a problem with Quanjude's roast duck.

Since the other party had come with so much sincerity, Chen Jun shook hands with him and said, "Mr. Yang, let's go inside and talk."

"Hey, please go first." Yang Taihe quickly gestured.

The fact that Chen Jun was able to invite him into the house shows that Chen Jun did not reject him.

Once the two entered the house, the middle-aged women in the backyard who had been watching the commotion became quite agitated.

"Did I hear that right? That person works at Quanjude? I think he's even the owner?"

"That's right, he is the owner of Quanjude. Da Mao took me there once before, and I saw him in the store."

"Isn't Quanjude a restaurant that specializes in roast duck? Why would they come to Chen Jun to learn from him? Could it be that Chen Jun's roast duck is even better than Quanjude's?"

"Isn't it obvious? Boss Hu bought so many things for Chen Jun because he wanted him to make progress."

Inside the house.

Yang Taihe, sitting in the chair, looked around the room.

It's not luxurious, but it gives people a very comfortable feeling.

"Mr. Hu, please have some tea."

Um??

Yang Taihe looked at the teacup in front of him and couldn't help but feel a jolt in his heart.

What a fragrant tea!

Taking a bite made me feel much more comfortable all over.

"Master Chen, this tea of ​​yours is extraordinary!"

"I don't really know much about it either; I asked a friend to bring it from out of town."

Don't quite understand?

Yang Taihe chuckled inwardly. This grade of tea was not available on the market, and most people who obtained it would probably not use it to entertain guests.

Therefore, although Chen Jun is young, he is definitely not short of money.

After a few casual words, Yang Taihe got straight to the point and steered the conversation toward roast duck.

"I'm not afraid of making fun of you, Master Chen, but although Quanjude is very famous, the taste of our roast duck is no longer as good as it was in my grandfather's generation..."

Chen Jun listened patiently and understood why Yang Taihe had brought so many gifts to his door.

It turns out there was a problem with Quanjude roast duck.

Furthermore, Yang Taihe lacks the ability to improve the method, so he wants to learn some roast duck techniques from me, or help me improve the roast duck method.

Seeing how humble Yang Taihe was, Chen Jun decided to lend a hand.

"Master Chen, you know my situation now. I hope you can help Quanjude. Of course, I definitely won't let you help for nothing. Name your price, and I promise I won't haggle!"

Wow!

So straightforward?

Chen Jun's lips curled into a beautiful smile.

His character is fine, and his attitude is fine too.

"I'm not short of money."

Not short of money?

Yang Taihe's heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously felt that Chen Jun was about to refuse, so he quickly said, "If you don't care about money, Master Chen, I... we can talk about something else, like some of the profits from Quanjude?"

This is the highest price Yang Taihe can offer.

Although Quanjude was founded by the Yang family, after so many years, the shares in the store have been divided into several parts.

If Chen Jun really wants a share of the profits, then he'll have to take some from Chen Jun.

It is clear that Yang Taihe genuinely wanted to develop Quanjude.

“Mr. Yang, you’ve misunderstood. I’m not after Quanjude’s share of the profits.” Chen Jun waved his hand. “I can teach you the recipe and techniques, but we need to sign a contract.”