"Sister!" The young man drove the electric tricycle a little further before he saw Fang Yan and two men standing in the alley. He exclaimed excitedly as if he had seen his own sister, "A customer has come to see you."
Fang Yan's lips twitched slightly: ...
This is fate...
There's really nothing more to say.
She never expected that Section Chief Zheng and his group would come to the village in the young man's electric tricycle.
However, think about it: three strong, healthy men sitting in one pedicab is indeed too big for the pedicab to fit, and even if they could, they probably wouldn't be able to pedal it.
There are very few electric tricycles in the county town, maybe only two or three at most. The young man is sweet-talking and hardworking, so it's normal that Section Chief Zheng and his team found him.
The village lanes are narrow and uneven, so the electric tricycles dare not drive too fast, for fear of jolting their internal organs out of their bodies. They also have to be wary of someone suddenly rushing out from some corner, so they drive very slowly.
After waiting for nearly two more minutes, the electric tricycle finally stopped in front of Fang Yan's courtyard.
"Xiao Fang, is this... braised meat? It smells so good!"
Section Chief Zheng was the first to jump off the tricycle. He had intended to politely ask, "Is this your home?"
But as soon as they smelled that scent, their mouths changed their lines on their own.
Why do I smell a different fragrance?
The mall manager sniffed around in a very down-to-earth manner and asked.
Only Section Chief Zheng's younger brother, Comrade Xiao Zheng, was too embarrassed to show too much of a foodie since he had only just met Fang Yan. He just secretly took a few breaths, as if he wanted to inhale more of the aroma, but didn't say anything.
Fang Yan smiled and said, "Yes, the kitchen is currently preparing braised food for tomorrow's stall. One of these two grills is roasting pork jerky, and the other is roasting rabbit meat. In the kitchen, there are two small pots, one is simmering rabbit skeletons in soy sauce, and the other is braising spicy rabbit heads."
So now her courtyard is filled with all sorts of fragrances, enough to make one dizzy with their aroma.
Fortunately, the house she lived in was relatively far away, except for the Zhang Zongde family who lived nearby. Otherwise, the smell of meat wafting from her house every day would probably make the children cry from the stench.
"rabbit?"
The mall manager's eyes lit up when he heard this, "I haven't eaten rabbit meat in many years."
"I unexpectedly bought a few fat and big rabbits today. Tonight we'll have a whole rabbit feast."
"A whole rabbit feast? How many dishes can be made from rabbit meat?" Comrade Zheng couldn't help but ask.
"I've never actually kept track of how many dishes can be made from rabbit meat."
Fang Yan thought about it for a moment, and realized she really hadn't paid attention to that.
However, Chinese culinary culture is vast and profound. As long as there are no nutritional conflicts between foods, they can be mixed together to make delicious dishes, which is difficult to quantify.
"But tonight, I've prepared stir-fried rabbit slices with scallions, stewed rabbit pieces with mixed mushrooms, roasted rabbit, spicy rabbit head, stir-fried rabbit tenderloin with local peppers, rabbit skeleton with soy sauce, spicy rabbit cubes, dry-fried rabbit meat and cauliflower, plus a braised fish and pea sprouts in broth."
Thinking of the two bowls of braised noodle soup that Fang Yan cooked that morning, which smelled so good they almost swallowed their tongues, and hearing the names of the dishes, the mall manager and Section Chief Zheng had secretly swallowed their saliva countless times.
Comrade Xiao Zheng was very surprised. He didn't know much about the mall manager, but he knew his brother very well. Over the years, his brother had achieved some success in the workplace and had eaten his fair share of delicacies.
The mall manager holds the same official position as his brother, so they must both be worldly-wise. Why would they act so naive over a meal?
Seeing that neither the mall manager nor his brother offered any polite words, he politely said, "No need, no need. We're here to discuss cooperation. After we've finished and signed the contract, we'll leave."
The mall manager and his brother immediately turned their sharp eyes on him, as if to say, "So you're the only one who knows manners? So you're the only one who knows how to behave?"
Fang Yan's cooking skills are so good that even if they wanted to eat it in the future, they probably wouldn't have the chance to do so again.
Besides, Fang Yan prepared so many dishes in advance, which shows how sincere she is.
How could they possibly refuse someone's sincerity?
The mall manager and Section Chief Zheng both had piercingly sharp eyes, conveying the same message: if you miss out on this meal, just wait and see how we beat you up!
Under their piercing gazes, Comrade Zheng dared not meet their eyes directly. He lowered his head timidly, wondering to himself what he had done wrong.
Fortunately, Fang Yan genuinely wanted them to stay for dinner. She said with a smile, "Mr. Zheng, this meal is to celebrate the success of our cooperation. I would be very sad if you didn't stay."
"Eat! We definitely have to eat this," the mall manager quickly said.
Section Chief Zheng quickly chimed in, "We absolutely have to eat this meal."
Then he said, "Xiao Fang, we've already discussed it. My brother will take over the braised food business. Do you have a contract ready? We can sign it right now."
Since we haven't partnered with anyone before, we don't have any existing contracts.
However, after Fang Yan returned, she took some time to revise the pork jerky contract, turning it into a completely new contract.
She went inside, took out the braised food, and handed it to Section Chief Zheng, saying, "Take a look and see if there's anything you're unsure about."
That's what she said, but she still pointed out the parts of the contract that needed attention and explained them to them separately, "My family's braised dishes are all made by strictly following the proportions. We absolutely do not allow anyone to add anything to them without permission, including water or other braising ingredients."
She worried that people nowadays are so frugal, what if Comrade Zheng, in order to save costs, used up today's braising liquid to buy meat and put it in for braising himself?
It still has flavor, but naturally it can't compare to the original, authentic flavor of the first batch of braised dishes.
Fang Yan had to circle these possible scenarios or events in advance.
"Let's get this straight from the start. Whether the braised food is cooked in the same broth repeatedly or not, I don't need to taste it myself; customers have discerning palates. I've already included all the precautions in the contract. If, because of your actions, customers lose confidence in the product, you will bear full responsibility, and this contract will be terminated immediately."
Admittedly, Fang Yan wanted to earn more money, but she cared more about product quality and reputation.
“Even if we’re going to make money, we should make it with peace of mind. Using leftover braising liquid to repeatedly braise things will not only make them taste bad over time, but will also produce substances that are harmful to your health. If you think I’m bluffing you, you can go to the hospital and ask a doctor to confirm it.”
Fang Yan, who usually has a cheerful demeanor, was now so serious that she commanded respect. "If we follow the contract, everything will be fine. But if I find out that you're doing anything underhanded, then I'm sorry, this is a one-time opportunity to cooperate with you."
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