That's really weird.
Thinking about Manager Tao's arrangements, I realized I hadn't handled things properly.
Will Manager Tao blame himself?
Although he was just a minor official and not afraid of those lowly merchants, failing to handle things well for them would damage his reputation.
Manager Ma had a cold face.
"Let's go."
His initial plan was to put some pressure on the Chen family first.
Make them obediently hand over the stall management fee.
After the food was handed over, they would nitpick every now and then, saying that their stall was too messy, the oil stains on the ground were too difficult to clean, and the noise from the diners was too loud.
Find any excuse to double their sanitation fees.
Ultimately, the final interpretation of the pricing rules rests with them.
This went on for three or four times.
The Chen family naturally understood that someone was putting pressure on them.
If Manager Tao were to step in at this point, his business negotiations would naturally proceed smoothly.
A perfect plan; he had carried out such things many times before.
Manager Ma scoffed, "They'd rather not do it than change the prescription. This family is really stubborn."
Less than an hour later.
All of the meat from the Chen family's meat has been sold out.
The pancake vendor looked worried. "Brother Chen, you were too reckless this time. If you didn't set up your stall here, where else could you go? This place is the liveliest. Business is booming. What a pity."
Chen Xian said calmly, "Don't rush, let's see how he builds his empire."
A random sentence.
Manager Tao stood at the corner, quietly watching the Chen family.
His face was indifferent.
The Chen family went to a pastry shop and bought some gifts.
I went to the Zhou family's pig farm.
Chen Xian whispered a few words to Da Zhu and Er Zhu, then took a few boxes of pastries and walked over to the young boy who had been cleaning the pigsty.
Yang Xiaoshu seemed somewhat puzzled.
Dazhu chuckled a few times and greeted Yang Xiaoshu. They were familiar with each other after a few times.
The initially somewhat awkward teenagers gradually relaxed.
Then the snacks were distributed to the burly men who were looking after the pigs.
Then we went to other pig farms.
Zhou the butcher had been quite leisurely lately, occasionally going fishing or visiting nearby pig farms to see if there were any suitable piglets.
When his peers heard that Butcher Zhou had cleanly disposed of all the pigs and quickly received payment, they were all somewhat envious.
During this period, his colleagues all tried to curry favor with Butcher Zhou, hoping that he could introduce such a big customer to them.
Seeing the Chen family arrive, they greeted them warmly, as if seeing relatives: "Mr. Chen, what brings you here?"
Chen Xian responded with a smile.
"I came to take a look; I'm a little worried."
Butcher Zhou, all smiles, feigned anger as he said, "Boss Chen, I, Old Zhou, am an honest man. Don't worry, your pigs are lively and energetic right now. Just wait to sell them."
While having lunch today, I overheard a colleague saying that pork prices have quietly risen a little recently, costing about one or two more coins than usual.
He didn't take it to heart.
It's normal for meat prices to fluctuate.
Butcher Zhou insisted on taking Chen Xianxian to his house for dinner.
Chen Xian refused, saying he would wait and see.
"Sigh, Mr. Chen is a very honest man. Let's keep in touch."
Zhou the butcher, drunk and with a flushed face, staggered away.
Erzhu stared at the grunting pig and fell into deep thought.
"Dad, are we still going to set up the stall tomorrow?"
Chen Xian shook his head.
"Take a few days off. If nothing unexpected happens, we'll be very busy for the next two weeks, as many people will be coming."
Dazhu scratched his head. "Hmm?"
Liniang looked at the tall and upright farmer with a puzzled expression.
Originally worried that the Chen family's business would be temporarily suspended and fall into difficulties again, Chen Xian's words suddenly drew their attention away from them.
What does this mean, my lord?
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