"Do you have any more at home?" the middle-aged man asked persistently.

Shen Yunzhao shook his head, "No more."

The middle-aged man sighed, "I just went into the market and saw that your red mushrooms are sold out. They're selling fast! Okay, I'll take the rest. How much is one pound?"

Chen Yunzhao smiled and said, "180 per jin. I should still have more than two jin in this basket. No matter how much there is, I'll count it as two jin. Is that okay with you?"

The middle-aged man wanted to bargain, but he stopped talking as soon as he heard this.

Based on his many years of experience, the red mushrooms in this basket must weigh more than two kilograms.

The middle-aged man's premonition was correct. There were two pounds and three ounces of red mushrooms left.

After paying, the middle-aged man asked, "Boss, will you come here to sell red mushrooms tomorrow?"

"No. I'll be here this Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Starting next week, I'll be here on Tuesdays, Thursdays, Saturdays, and Sundays."

The middle-aged man didn't say anything, turned around and left, but after taking a step or two, he suddenly turned back.

"Besides the red mushroom, what other mushrooms do you have?"

"There are also mixed mushrooms, such as green mushrooms, thread mushrooms, milk mushrooms, etc."

“How many green mushrooms are there?”

"About 30 pounds."

The mixed mushrooms couldn't be sold at a good price, and Shen Yunzhao didn't want to sell them. He planned to give them all to his relatives, giving each family six or seven pounds, so there wouldn't be much left for himself.

"20 yuan per pound, how about selling them all to me?"

Shen Yunzhao nodded without hesitation, "Okay. But the green mushroom is at home, I have to go home to get it."

"You can take it to my restaurant. My restaurant is called Huahui Restaurant. Do you know where it is?"

The middle-aged man took out a business card from his pocket as he spoke, "This is my business card. If you have any more mushrooms, please call me."

Shen Yunzhao took the business card and glanced at the words on it: Liang Zhenhua, manager of Huahui Restaurant.

Her face was calm, but her heart was already in turmoil.

She was very familiar with Huahui Restaurant, which was one of the oldest, most famous and most upscale restaurants in the county.

She had been to this restaurant before and found the chef's cooking skills to be quite good, but the prices were too high.

If it weren't for a relative's wedding and a banquet here, she would never have gone in.

Of course, she never imagined that one day she would be doing business with the manager of Huahui Restaurant.

After putting away the business card, Shen Yunzhao said enthusiastically, "Manager Liang, I will go up the mountain to pick mushrooms every other day. I will send them to you after I finish picking them. How many do you need?"

Liang Zhenhua raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that this young boss would be so sensible.

However, red mushrooms are not rare. In a few days, a large number of farmers should go up the mountain to pick mushrooms.

They have regular mushroom pickers who work with them. When the red mushroom harvest season comes, these people will carry the red mushrooms to their restaurant, and they don't need to do business with unfamiliar small vendors.

Of course, today is an exception. He was not satisfied with the dishes prepared in the kitchen, so he came to the vegetable market to look for new dishes.

"No, call me when you pick some red mushrooms. I'll contact you if I need anything."

Hearing that he had no intention of doing business with him, Shen Yunzhao felt a little regretful, but only a little.

Even if she didn't do business with Huahui Restaurant, she would still be able to sell out all her red mushrooms.

…

After Liang Zhenhua delivered the red mushrooms to the restaurant, he went out again and did not return to the restaurant until 12:30 noon. As soon as he arrived at the office, he saw the fat chef Xu rushing in like a wall of flesh, shouting as he entered the door,

"Mr. Liang, help me!"

Liang Zhenhua frowned and scolded, "What a disgrace! What do you mean by saving my life or not?! There are so many customers here, stop talking nonsense!"

This is a restaurant with people coming and going. If the customers heard this, they would think something happened in the restaurant!

Fatty Xu managed to steady himself by grabbing onto the corner of the desk, breathing heavily and wiping the sweat off his face with his chubby hands.

"Boss Liang, Boss Liang! This matter is extremely urgent!"

"What's going on?" Liang Zhenhua's heart tightened. Fatty Xu was a steady man and would not panic over small things. Could something really big have happened in the restaurant?

"Mr. Liang, do you still have the red mushrooms you bought this morning? If you do, please have them delivered right away. The two kilograms you bought this morning are gone."

Hearing this, Liang Zhenhua breathed a sigh of relief, poured himself a glass of water and sat down.

"It's gone, so it's gone! It's no big deal!"

"Boss Liang, this time things are different! Something serious is going to happen!"

Fatty Xu clapped his hands together, his face full of anxiety.

"What's going on?" Liang Zhenhua looked puzzled. "It's just that the red mushrooms are gone. What could possibly go wrong?"

On Fatty Xu's chubby face, his eyebrows and nose were squeezed together, and he looked very miserable.

"Mr. Liang, Mr. Liao from Shenghua Group had lunch at our restaurant this afternoon. He learned that we had fresh red mushrooms, so he ordered red mushroom stewed with young hen."

"After eating the red mushroom stewed with young chicken soup, he praised it repeatedly."

Hearing this, Liang Zhenhua nodded repeatedly. Fatty Xu's cooking skills were indeed good. Even a simple red mushroom stewed hen soup could get praise from General Manager Liao.

Mr. Liao has eaten too many delicacies from land and sea, and his tongue has become extremely picky.

The ingredients must be fresh and of good quality, and the chef must be highly skilled. He can taste anything that is slightly wrong.

He had come to Huahui Restaurant to eat no less than a hundred times, and Fatty Xu cooked for him every time, but he only praised Fatty Xu twice.

No, including this time, there are only three times.

Fatty Xu continued, "During the meal, Mr. Liao specifically called me over. He said he was hosting a dinner for clients that evening and specifically requested three dishes: a young hen stewed with red mushrooms, stir-fried red mushrooms, and red mushroom seafood noodles."

Liang Zhenhua's heart tightened. "How many red mushrooms are left in the kitchen?"

"Gone. Cooked it all."

"Why did it all get cooked?"

Liang Zhenhua was annoyed. “When Mr. Liao said the soup was delicious, you should have saved the leftovers instead of boiling it all away.”

"By the time Mr. Liao said that, the red mushrooms had already been cooked."

"Have you told Mr. Liang this?"

"I did. But Mr. Liao said these were minor difficulties and we should overcome them."

Fatty Xu had a bitter face. How could he know that President Liao would be interested in a mere red mushroom stewed with young chicken soup?

Mr. Liao eats red mushrooms every year. He has eaten them so many times that they look just like ordinary cabbage and are no longer fresh to him.

Liang Zhenhua also had a bitter face. Mr. Liao was not only an executive of Shenghua Group, but also one of the largest shareholders of their Huahui Restaurant.

If he can't even handle such a small matter, Liao might ask him to get out!

He couldn't sit still any longer, so he stood up and walked around a few times. Seeing Fatty Xu's chubby body, he became even more annoyed. "Okay, I'll call Mr. Liao and tell him that the red mushrooms are out."

"No way! Mr. Liao specifically emphasized that this evening's customer was very important, and the three dishes he ordered must be present! We absolutely must not let him down."

Liang Zhenhua: ...

He even wanted to kill Fatty Xu.