He would post a few articles online every day or two, and he required that the content be fair and preferably verifiable in books.
Include the cited texts and specific medical texts, preferably with page numbers, to convince readers and serve as a reference.
It doesn't seem like a rumor.
Those who had nothing better to do looked at the latest posts and found something increasingly off.
Some people say that eating pork is harmful to health, but they treat this as a joke.
As more and more people talked about it, these people became somewhat afraid.
I eat this stuff quite often.
I've been eating at Zuixiangju a lot lately, especially. A meal for 24 coins, plus a few steamed buns and a bowl of rice wine—what a bargain!
I started asking around among my friends and relatives, especially those who were doctors.
I approached those medical books with the expectation of finding something funny, but the more I read, the more uneasy I became.
Really?
The angry diners began to spontaneously write comments on the walled forum.
"It's best to avoid pork lately. It's considered a cold food, and eating too much of it is bad for your health..."
As a result, heated discussions began about the health risks of eating too much pork.
there.
Wei Yihong continued sipping his tea, listening to the report from his subordinates, feeling quite pleased with himself.
I've recently bought a lot of local pigs; I'm sure I'll make a fortune from it.
A short while later, Wei Guang rushed in from outside.
"Sir, something terrible has happened! I don't know what's going on, but there are a lot of posts on the forum saying that pork is bad for your health. People are starting to criticize our restaurant."
No wonder it was so cheap.
Wei Yihong felt a chill run down his spine after hearing the whole story.
I feel cold all over.
He recently stockpiled dozens or even hundreds of local pigs. Who's behind this?
Could it be Baiweilou?
He said in a deep voice, "Wei Guang, you need to find someone to dispose of these pork in the next town as quickly as possible. I don't care what method you use. We bought it for 23 coins, so even if we lose money, we should sell it to him for 20 coins."
Then they find some scholars to refute them, calling it pretentious and strange. They say people have been eating pork for thousands of years without any problems, and that this is just a rumor, scaring themselves.
"Yes, yes, Grandpa, I'll take care of it right away."
Wei Guang was also extremely panicked.
He put in a lot of effort to handle this matter. If the family suffers a blow as a result, will Wei Yihong always be furious with him in the future?
He jogged off to discuss the matter.
Over there, Manager Jiang of Baiweilou Restaurant looked at the sparse number of diners and was somewhat worried lately.
He asked the servant beside him, "Where did the young master go?"
"Young Master should be reading and practicing calligraphy at home, right?"
He's not reading a book!
It's unclear whether listening to Chen Xian was the right or wrong thing to do.
If we could have bought a large number of local pigs before Zuixiangju, and then sold them back to them, or even if we had kept them to sell braised pork in our own restaurant, wouldn't we have been able to compete with Baiweilou?
But recently, most of the pork in the town has been bought up by Daizui Xiangju.
Pork from other villages and towns is transported far and is more expensive, so he simply hasn't made this dish recently.
Most people come to Baiweilou for its signature dishes, namely gourd chicken and braised pork.
If we don't serve braised pork now, most of our customers will go to the other side of the street.
Ugh, this is awful.
Before long, the waiter told Manager Jiang what had happened on the walled forum.
Manager Jiang was slightly stunned, his dark brown eyes narrowing slightly.
No wonder Boss Chen told me not to make this dish recently. He's now 99% sure that Chen Xian was behind this whole thing.
That's ruthless enough.
But he was also secretly thrilled.
Because he knew that the Wei family had been causing quite a bit of trouble lately.
Jiang Donglai came in from outside, his face beaming with joy.
"Father, Baiweilou is about to soar to great heights! I'm going to manage this restaurant well. I want to prove myself to you; I've recently accomplished something big. I do have a knack for business strategy!"
Upon hearing this, Manager Jiang's heart pounded.
What's the meaning?
A sense of foreboding suddenly welled up inside me.
He waved his hand and said, "There's absolutely no way that's possible!"
Jiang Donglai looked smug, tilted his head back, and sneered, "Dad, do you know that Manager Qian and I recently stocked up on a batch of pork?"
The porcelain cup fell to the ground with a thud.
Shopkeeper Jiang was slightly taken aback, and tentatively asked, "How much did you buy?"
“Mr. Qian’s relatives and friends have opened more than ten pig farms. He and I each bought more than a hundred local pigs.”
"brute!"
Manager Jiang instantly pulled out a feather duster from the lobby and smacked Jiang Donglai on the buttocks.
Jiang Donglai was dumbfounded. "Dad, what's wrong with you? Are you getting senile? I have the potential to become a hidden dragon! I can generate revenue for our exchanges. You're just jealous of me!"
They envy my ability to strategize from afar.
They are jealous of my wisdom.
Heaven is jealous of my talent.
brute!
The piercing screams soon echoed throughout Baiweilou, causing the waiters to involuntarily clench their buttocks.
That's fucking brutal.
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