The third day of the Kyoto Food Festival competition.
After two days of adjustment, Lu Rong and his team are now able to adapt well to the pace of the food festival.
Everyone set off early in the morning.
Even these school leaders put aside their own work and devoted themselves wholeheartedly to the food festival.
As of yesterday, the Kyoto University food team had won first place, far exceeding the sales of the second-place team.
At this moment, everyone was in a good mood.
Full of vigor and high spirits.
After all, if they can maintain this advantage for a few more days, they can secure the championship.
Right now, only Gan Yimu, who is ranked second, can compete with them; the others are completely powerless to resist.
However, Gan Yimu's grilled squid has a major problem: the price is relatively low, significantly less than other brands.
Moreover, grilling squid is labor-intensive, resulting in a relatively low daily revenue ceiling.
Basically, reaching around 1.5 million is already the maximum.
Unlike Lu Rong, which not only has spicy and sour chicken feet, but also high-priced shark fin soup.
When the two are combined, sales soar throughout the day.
It seems to be increasing day by day.
Seeing everyone so excited, Lu Rong was also very happy.
Zhang Weiguo, in particular, looked all smiles today, his mouth practically agape.
It felt like something incredibly wonderful had happened.
Perhaps it's because, as the principal, he knew the team was about to win the championship, and that made him quite happy.
Lu Rong thought to himself.
Upon arriving at booth number 88, everyone once again immersed themselves in their busy work.
Zhang Weiguo, in particular, seemed very energetic today, even taking on a lot of work as if afraid he hadn't done enough.
It drew continuous praise from everyone.
They gave him a thumbs up.
On the other side.
Stall number 19.
The deafening roar of the horn was still there.
At his stall, Gan Yimu was grilling squid while playing upbeat music.
Yesterday's secure second place gave him, who was originally in third place, a great deal of hope.
He was overjoyed because he had reached a cooperation agreement with Zhang Weiguo last night.
He was quick and efficient in handling customers, trying to sell as many skewers as possible.
In any case, not long after, Zhang Weiguo will secretly tamper with the ingredients at stall number 88 according to yesterday's plan.
Then they will be able to easily surpass stall number 88.
Of course, he couldn't slack off because of this, since Lu Rong's sales were still far higher than theirs.
He must seize every opportunity to increase his turnover.
That way, their chances of winning will be higher when the competition ends in four days.
According to yesterday's plan, Zhang Weiguo would take action before noon.
He asked Zhang Weiguo to put a special medicinal powder into Lu Rong's ingredients. This powder was not poisonous, but it would affect the final taste of the dish.
This causes customers to resist eating it.
I will not be making any more purchases.
Seeing that it was almost time, Gan Yimu took advantage of a break and waved his hand, beckoning the dark-skinned, thin man from yesterday to come over and ask him something.
"How is Zhang Weiguo doing now? Has he started making his move?" he asked in a low voice.
The thin, dark-skinned man shook his head, looking helpless: "It seems not yet. I was observing at stall number 88 just now, and it seems that the people there are still praising it highly, and there haven't been any problems."
Gan Yimu hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "I understand. He's probably a little nervous because it's his first time doing something like this. I can't blame him. Send him a message and tell him quietly to be a little more ruthless. He's already taken so much money; it's time for him to do something."
"Okay, I'll do it now." After hearing this, the dark-skinned, thin man turned to the other side and took out his phone.
Feeling as if victory was imminent, Gan Yimu was in high spirits and once again sped up the grilling process.
"Come on, come on, delicious grilled squid! 68 yuan a skewer, guaranteed to leave you wanting more and unable to sleep at night."
However, things did not go as they had expected.
Although the lean man sent a text message to Zhang Weiguo, he found that the other party did not reply. Moreover, throughout the day, the business of stall number 88 not only did not get worse, but seemed to be better than yesterday.
The queue was so long that it almost filled the area around the stall.
Since they were all competitors, Gan Yimu and his team couldn't just go to booth number 88 and talk to Zhang Weiguo directly.
To avoid letting others know or guess what's going on between them.
Seeing that Zhang Weiguo wasn't replying to messages and hadn't done what he asked them to do, Gan Yimu and the others were getting really anxious.
Time passed by, and before we knew it, it was 10 p.m.
The third day of the Kyoto Food Festival has officially concluded.
Just like the previous two days, the official sales rankings for today have been released once again.
[Rank 1, Lu Rong, Stall No. 88, Dishes: Fish Maw, Shredded Chicken and Shark Fin Soup, Crispy Spicy Chicken Feet, Today's Sales: [amount] yuan, Total Sales: [amount] yuan.]
[2nd Place, Gan Yimu, Stall No. 19, Dish: Grilled Squid with Unfinished Delight, Sales Amount: [amount], Total Sales Amount: [amount]]
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Seeing that he was still in second place, while Lu Rong was still in first place.
Moreover, Lu Rong and his team's sales were even higher than yesterday, exceeding 2 million.
The sales difference between stall number 88 and stall number 19 reached 1.5 million yuan.
This is a very large gap.
If Lu Rong and his team's sales don't decline, then Gan Yimu and his team will have no chance to catch up.
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