While she was stunned, the mall manager slowly braked and stopped the car in front of her while bracing himself on one foot.
Before the bicycle stopped, the man on the back seat jumped off first.
He was a middle-aged man, around forty years old, who was about the same age as the mall manager. He glanced at Fang Yan a few times without making a sound, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
He did these little things very discreetly.
Unfortunately, Fang Yan caught them all.
However, the other person's expression only showed a little distrust, not disgust, so she simply pretended not to see it.
His distrust, which arose from a chance encounter, seemed completely inexplicable.
It wasn't until the mall manager took them to the top floor and they sat down in his office that Fang Yan understood why he had looked at her with distrust at first glance.
"Xiao Fang, let me introduce you. This is Section Chief Zheng, the person in charge of Jinri Shopping Mall in Chizong County."
Then, he introduced Fang Yan to Section Chief Zheng, saying, "This is the owner who makes pork jerky, Fang Yan. We all call her Xiao Fang."
I wonder if he caught the hint of distrust in Section Chief Zheng's eyes.
He emphasized, "Don't underestimate Xiao Fang just because she's young. Her cooking skills are truly exceptional. Even our local officials rave about her braised dishes and pork jerky, and they often buy some to give to relatives and friends in other places."
Section Chief Zheng's expression was somewhat subtle, as if to say, "Aren't you guys being a little too obvious in your flattery?"
He still couldn't believe that Fang Yan, a girl who looked like a minor, could make such delicious food as the legends say.
Fang Yan didn't waste any words. She took out various flavors of pork jerky from her bag, which was actually from her spatial storage, and placed them in front of her. "Section Chief Zheng, facts speak louder than words. This is pork jerky I made. Would you do me the honor of trying some?"
At the same time, she also took out a lunchbox of still-warm braised food. When she opened the lid, the unique and domineering aroma of the braising sauce immediately spread out, making people involuntarily swallow their saliva.
Even though the mall manager and Section Chief Zheng are both adults, they couldn't resist the urge to try it.
Although the mall manager lived in the county town, he only recently learned that Fang Yan's braised food was so famous.
After finding out, he asked his wife to buy it.
However, his wife didn't know the market price and always arrived too late, so she never managed to buy anything each day.
As a result, he still hasn't tasted the braised food that Fang Yan sells.
"If you don't mind, how about using this braised food to accompany porridge or noodles? I'm not bragging, but the braising liquid I make is absolutely fantastic for mixing with rice or cooking noodle soup."
Fang Yan confidently promoted her company's products.
Smelling the aroma and hearing Fang Yan's words, the mall manager and Section Chief Zheng shamelessly swallowed their saliva. The former couldn't help but ask her, "Little Fang, could you please cook a bowl for us? Just use your braising sauce."
"sure."
This is related to whether or not you can make a lot of money; there's nothing wrong with it.
Next to the office, there was a small storage room that had been converted into a makeshift kitchen, containing only a pot and a small gas stove.
The person in charge took out a small half-bag of dried noodles from a locked drawer in his office.
Upon closer inspection, I noticed that along with the noodles were several wilted rapeseed plants.
Despite the simple conditions, Fang Yan's culinary skills were on full display.
Making noodle soup is the simplest and most time-saving method.
About ten minutes later, the mall manager and Section Chief Zheng looked at the two bowls of soup noodles with a rich red broth, the braised meat with a uniform dark brown color, neatly arranged in the center of the bowls, with a few pieces of bright green bok choy on both sides, and white noodles underneath.
It's just a bowl of ordinary homemade noodle soup, but now it looks incredibly sophisticated thanks to its perfect color, aroma, and flavor, making it so tempting that it makes your mouth water.
Fang Yan ate breakfast at home before going out, and since she wasn't hungry, she didn't eat with them.
She took the initiative to clean up the kitchen, making room for the mall manager and Section Chief Zheng to eat noodle soup.
The two men were both in their forties and had seen the world.
But after Fang Yan left the office, he didn't want to wait a second longer. He eagerly picked up the noodle soup and slurped up the noodles with big mouthfuls.
This taste!
Just as they expected, it was very delicious.
For a moment, no one had time to speak, and they ate one bowl after another until the two large bowls of soup were finished.
It's the kind of thing where you tilt your head back and pour all the soup into your mouth, the kind of thing where you finish every last drop.
As he put down his empty bowl, the mall manager, who was slightly sweating from eating, asked Section Chief Zheng, who was also slightly sweating, "Old Zheng, how was it? Did I lie to you?"
"I'll go and call Xiao Fang over."
Section Chief Zheng glanced at him, ignored his words, and stood up, went directly to the kitchen, and called Fang Yan over, "Xiao Fang, you should have the contract for the pork jerky, right?"
Before I arrived, I heard the mall manager bragging that countless companies throughout the county had ordered pork jerky from Fang Yan as year-end gifts for their employees.
Even he himself ordered more than a dozen sets from Fang Yan, intending to use them when visiting relatives during the Chinese New Year.
The mall manager also considered setting up a special counter in the mall to sell only pork jerky produced by Yan.
However, considering that Fang Yan herself does sales in the county town, she combines production and sales, and does not have to bear the costs of rent, labor, water and electricity, so her prices are much cheaper.
If the shopping mall buys goods from her and then resells them, the cost will definitely double.
I heard that Fang Yan will be going to the Northwest to join the army after the New Year.
The mall manager has already reached an agreement with her: once she goes to join the military, the mall will be granted the agency rights for pork jerky in the county.
Therefore, the shopping mall will not be able to start selling pork jerky until after the New Year.
Section Chief Zheng knew that Fang Yan had already cooperated with so many companies, so there must be contracts.
Fang Yan was overjoyed. All she needed was a handful of pork jerky and a bowl of noodle soup. She didn't even have to utter a single drop of saliva to secure this cooperation!
She quickly took out the contract and explained its contents to Section Chief Zheng in detail, focusing on the important clauses related to payment and delivery.
It's absolutely true that Fang Yan is a businesswoman.
Because she needs to sell products to earn money to support her family.
It's not wrong to say that Fang Yan isn't a businesswoman.
Because she is fundamentally different from profit-driven businessmen.
When pricing her products, her first consideration wasn't how many times her profit she wanted to make, but rather what price, after deducting costs, she could set so that more people could afford such delicious food.
Therefore, the contract she proposed was perfectly reasonable.
Even Section Chief Zheng, who deals with business partners every day, couldn't find a single fault with it.
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