Everyone's curiosity was immediately piqued.
Chen Xian chuckled, "Keep it a secret for now."
Those with sharp minds have already begun to understand.
Chen Xian's earnings are probably from the food his family has been working on lately; he's likely made a lot of money from it.
They've made quite a bit of money in town.
Presumably, the workshop he mentioned was related to this business.
Once the workshop is built, will it require people to build the buildings and do the work?
So, we won't have to travel all the way to town to work anymore.
The villagers all have a sense of hope for the future, and their faces are filled with happy smiles as their children are able to go to school.
Chen Gui instructed, "Let me say one more thing: the village school will still use the old school. I will have someone renovate it, and we will start school within three to five days."
Everyone cheered.
After the meeting, Chen Xian found Chen Qingshan.
Chen Qingshan frowned. "It seems we can only rely on the neighboring village, Stone Village, to get our blue bricks."
Chen Xian: "Then I'll have to trouble Qingshan to go with me."
Chen Qingshan pretended to be angry and said, "Given our relationship, it really makes me uncomfortable that you're saying such unrelated things to me."
...
Taoranju in the town.
The price of pork kept rising until it reached 44 coins, at which point it stopped rising.
Taoranju and Baiweilou have been engaged in a price war.
"Manager, the accountant is here."
"Quickly, invite them over."
Before long, the accountant looked ashen-faced and swayed unsteadily.
"Manager Tao, my affair has been exposed. Can I find some work here?"
Manager Tao waved his hand, "Isn't this urgent? Let me ask you, has Baiweilou gone mad? I sell for two hundred coins, and they sell for one hundred coins. At that price, we can't make much money at all. Besides, the price of pork is still rising. Is it just to squeeze me out?"
The accountant gave a wry smile.
"Manager, our restaurant has been under strict inspection these days, and many thieves have been caught, including me."
"I only recently learned that our manager, Mr. Jiang, had stockpiled a batch of pigs before this. He bought a few pigs from a pig farm, and then bought dozens more from a farmer. Later, seeing the price of pork rise, he bought several hundred more after being reminded by someone."
"The pigs were fostered in the pig farm, and the manager did not pay the expenses from the restaurant's accounts; he made up the difference himself with his own money."
"Taoranju and Baiweilou can't compete on price. Before the price of pork rose, the manager bought the pigs for less than 20 wen per jin, while you bought them for 40 wen or even more. The cost is there, so how can you win with a price war? No matter how you compare, Manager Jiang will make a profit, it's just a matter of how much he makes."
"ah?"
Shopkeeper Tao froze on the spot as if he had heard something terrible.
He swayed slightly, then grabbed the table for support before managing to stand.
In a daze, I seemed to hear a familiar word.
"A farmer? Is his surname Chen?"
Manager Tao went a little crazy, shaking the accountant's body wildly.
"I think so. I heard Manager Jiang referring to Boss Chen as 'Boss Chen' all the time."
Understood.
Everything was clear: the Chen family had sold the recipe to Baiweilou from the beginning, and then, seeing that braised pork might become popular in Daxing Town, they started stockpiling pork. Baiweilou also stockpiled a batch at Chen Xian's instigation.
It seems they anticipated that the popularity of braised pork would likely drive up pork prices.
Then compete with yourself in a price war.
Shopkeeper Tao sighed, suddenly feeling a sense of powerlessness, like a drowning person who had been struggling in the water but suddenly stopped struggling after exhausting all strength, letting their body sink and choke on water.
How could a farmer have such a broad vision?
A farmer, with a very simple scheme, ruined Taoranju's reputation built up over many years.
"At least I still have my gourd chicken. I lost to Baiweilou this time. Can I still hold on?"
Not long after.
The waiter rushed over from outside.
"Manager, Baiweilou has started serving lotus leaf chicken. Some customers say that apart from the different name, the taste is not much different from ours?"
Shopkeeper Tao was taken aback. He moved his lips, but they hurt from being rubbed together. He had been suffering from internal heat recently, and a string of sores had broken out on his lips.
He exerted his strength secretly.
The bloody, pus-filled blister has ruptured!
Mr. Mo shrank back and whispered, "Manager, Manager Jiang has always known the secret recipe for your gourd chicken. If you hadn't made me steal the recipe for braised pork, Manager Jiang probably wouldn't have used your gourd chicken."
Shopkeeper Tao suddenly realized how foolish he had been.
A draft swept through the room, stirring up the willow branches outside the door and making his eyes water.
Suddenly, I remembered someone. If I hadn't been so greedy and hadn't schemed to lower the price and seize the Chen family's recipe, would my ancestral recipe have been taken out and used to make money?
I am a sinner against my ancestors.
He trembled all over, all because of his own arrogance and greed.
"I regret it so much..."
Mr. Mo cautiously inquired, "Shopkeeper, could I work as an accountant here to make a living?"
Manager Tao suddenly burst into wild laughter, then his expression changed, veins bulging on his forehead, and he snarled, "You treacherous and immoral person, do you think I would still dare to employ you?"
"Get the hell out of here!"
He grabbed the teacup and threw it hard on the ground, shards scattering everywhere.
Mr. Mo swayed unsteadily, and his face seemed even more ashen than when he arrived.
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