Compared to their chicken feet, their sales have increased far too quickly.
No wonder Yuan Hua was so calm just now.
He must have known all along that he would win.
Think about how hard they work to sell so many portions of chicken feet, and they probably don't even make as much as the other side does with just a few dishes.
How can you compare them?
Especially some wealthy people, they often order ten or eight portions at a time, which can cost tens of thousands.
How many servings of chicken feet do they need to sell to earn tens of thousands of yuan?
No wonder you got first place so easily yesterday.
I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't seen it in person.
As a member of the Kyoto University culinary team, he felt he had to do something.
If possible, it would be best to buy a copy and show it to Lu Rong and the others.
Only by clearly understanding the other party's specific situation can we formulate appropriate countermeasures.
But the dishes here cost 2888 and 3888 yuan respectively, and it would really hurt to ask him to pay for them all at once.
I can afford to buy it, but I don't think it's necessary.
But if we don't buy them, how can we let everyone try the food from stall number 6?
At this time, due to the large number of people, a lot of onlookers gathered in front of the stall.
They are very close.
Ma Jiang smirked and followed...
Inside stall number 6.
After Yuan Hua finished cooking, the chubby chef packed the food up.
There were no seats for them to eat at the stalls; they had to take their food to go.
Anyone who wants to eat it on the spot can only open the packaging and eat it standing up.
The chubby chef put the stir-fried dishes into takeout boxes and placed them in front of the shop's stall.
This is a boss who bought 8 servings at once.
Four servings each of peeled sea cucumber with layers of flesh and abalone flavored with chicken broth.
It cost more than 20,000 yuan in one go.
It is also a large household.
"Boss, all eight of your dishes have been packed up," he said to the boss.
The boss nodded in satisfaction, took the dishes, and then suddenly realized...
"Wait a minute, weren't there eight portions? Why are there only six?"
"What, six portions? I remember I counted correctly." The chubby chef was genuinely confused; hadn't he just prepared eight portions?
Could it be that my eyesight is failing me?
Having been a chef for so many years, how could I possibly make such a mistake?
There were clearly eight portions just now, four portions of each dish.
But the customer was right; there were indeed six portions in front of him.
This puzzled the chubby chef.
Could it have been stolen?
The idea involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
But that's impossible. There are so many people around; if someone stole it, they would definitely be discovered.
How could someone possibly deceive so many people without them noticing?
So it can only mean that you miscounted.
"Looks like I really saw a ghost today." Thinking about this, the fat chef could only conclude that there was something wrong with his memory.
"I'm sorry, it might have been an oversight on our end. Please wait a moment," the chubby chef quickly apologized.
He asked Yuan Hua to continue cooking two dishes for him.
I'm not going to dwell on this issue anymore.
Instead of wasting time like this, you'd be better off doing more work and selling more vegetables...
On the other side.
Ma Jiang hummed a little tune.
Holding the two portions of vegetables I had just bought from stall number 6, I returned to stall number 88.
Yes, it was bought.
In his words, it was simply because he didn't spend any money.
As soon as he got back, he excitedly waved the two takeout dishes in his hand at everyone.
"Look what this is, everyone!" he said with a smile, looking like he was waiting to be praised.
Xu Fei immediately recognized it and exclaimed in surprise, "Could this be those two super expensive dishes from stall number 6?"
Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look.
Ma Jiang nodded smugly: "When I passed by just now, I saw that their business was indeed doing well. I felt that we should definitely buy two portions to try and fully understand the actual situation of our competitors."
"It's so expensive, you're willing to buy it?" Zhang Weiguo immediately asked.
Seeing Zhang Weiguo, who never seemed to have 20 yuan in his pocket, Ma Jiang immediately said, "Sigh, it's just a few thousand yuan, it's not like you can't afford it."
"Don't worry about such trivial matters; it's all small change."
Upon hearing his words, everyone expressed their admiration for Ma Jiang.
In order to ensure that everyone could fully understand the opponent's situation, he actually spent several thousand yuan of his own money to buy two dishes from the opponent.
They themselves could not have done this kind of dedication.
Although as school leaders, their salaries easily exceed ten thousand yuan per month, spending several thousand yuan at once to buy two dishes is something they would never even dream of.
Especially for Zhang Weiguo, let alone several thousand yuan, even 20 yuan is a problem.
He wouldn't dare buy so much; his wife would eat him alive.
Lu Rong never expected that Ma Jiang, who usually only knew how to eat, would do such an amazing thing.
My impression of him instantly improved to a whole new level.
"Vice President Ma, you've worked hard. As for the money, I'll take a portion from our revenue for you later," Lu Rong said.
Ma Jiang waved his hand, seemingly unconcerned: "What's money to me? I just want everyone to experience what it's like to be the opponent. We're a team, what's a little money? If you keep bringing up money, you're disrespecting me as the vice principal."
After saying that, he glanced at Zhang Weiguo, as if to say: See, my contribution as vice principal is much greater than yours as principal.
Faced with Ma Jiang's refusal, everyone admired him even more.
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