"There is a solution."
"only……"
Looking at Shen Zhao, who was in a fierce and angry mood, he was extremely frustrated.
At this moment, Donald Trump seemed to want to say something but held back.
"Stop talking nonsense and get to the point."
"Bang!"
With a cold expression, Shen Zhao slammed his hand heavily on the table, his eyes bloodshot with extreme anger.
At this moment, he truly wished he could tear Lin Sen into eight pieces and feed them to the dogs.
Because of Lin Sen, he suffered countless humiliations.
Therefore, he absolutely cannot be outdone by Lin Sen.
"Young Master Shen."
"The solution is for you to also collect small shrimp, small crabs, and small yellow croakers in the village, and then pay them a higher price than Lin Sen does."
"Lin Sen is currently buying small shrimp for five cents a pound, small crabs for three cents a pound, and small yellow croakers for one cent a pound."
"So, Mr. Shen, you need to offer six cents per pound for small shrimp, four cents per pound for small crabs, and two cents per pound for small yellow croakers."
“The villagers will definitely be willing to sell their small shrimp, crabs, and yellow croakers to you, Young Master Shen.”
"In this way, the villagers will have nowhere to ask Lin Sen for help."
"Then Lin Sen naturally lost his status in the village."
That's how it is.
Tang Laogou stared intently at Shen Zhao: "So, Young Master Shen, are you willing to acquire it?"
"Buy up small shrimp, small crabs, and small yellow croakers in large quantities?"
"Competing with Lin Sen for these useless pieces of trash."
"hiss."
After Tang Laogou finished speaking, Shen Zhao gasped, his brows furrowed, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
Because he collects these things, they're useless!
It's not that he doesn't have money to collect; he can figure out a way to make three or five hundred.
But all those things he collected were truly useless!
After all, Lin Sen possessed the treasure of the secret seasoning recipe in the gauze bag, so when the chefs came to Lin Sen to buy the secret seasoning recipe, they naturally also wanted to buy small shrimp, small crabs, and small yellow croakers from Lin Sen at high prices.
Therefore, Lin Sen could buy these small shrimp, crabs, and yellow croakers and resell them at a high price.
But he can't do it.
He doesn't have any secret seasoning packets to sell.
He can't just spend money to buy this bunch of small shrimp, yellow croakers, and crabs and then throw them in the trash, can he?
How is he going to explain that to Shen Youde?!
For businessmen, spending money is fine, but spending money on useless things is not.
That's a sign of incompetence!
"This method won't work."
"I don't need these things."
Shen Shao glanced coldly at Tang Laogou and shook his head with a bitter expression.
"Young Master Shen, I really have no other choice."
Donald shrugged slightly, indicating that he had done his best.
"Damn Lin Sen."
"Bang!"
With a gloomy expression, Shen Zhao slammed his fist heavily on the table again, growing increasingly angry.
"Young Master Shen, perhaps you could find a few chefs to study Lin Sen's secret seasoning recipe," Tang Laogou muttered. "If we can successfully research this recipe, then Lin Sen will be completely finished."
“Once he no longer has the secret recipe to sell, he won’t be able to buy small shrimp, small crabs, and small yellow croakers.”
What do you think?
Tang Laogou looked at Shen Zhao with a questioning expression.
"Too."
"That is indeed a good idea."
"You can give it a try!"
Shen Zhao's eyes lit up: "Then let's do it this way. I'll send someone to develop this secret seasoning for the gauze bag."
"Go back to the village and keep an eye on that bastard Lin Sen!"
"What trouble has he caused this time?"
"You can talk to me anytime."
"Oh shit."
Shen Zhao's eyes were bloodshot as he clenched his fists: "Damn Lin Sen, one day I'll make him go bankrupt and beg for mercy. I'll make him kneel before me, crying and begging for forgiveness!"
"Okay."
“Then, Young Master Shen, I’ll go back and keep an eye on him right away.”
Seeing the furious Shen Zhao, Old Dog Tang immediately made his escape.
...
Then, Shen Zhao, full of anger, returned to the Shen family in a huff.
"Bang."
"Oh shit!"
Shen Zhao plopped down on the sofa, slammed his fist on the coffee table, lit a cigarette, and smoked it in a depressed mood.
"Xiao Zhao, what's wrong?"
"Who upset you?"
"Is it really worth getting so angry?"
At this moment, Shen Huihui came out of the house and looked at Shen Zhao with great suspicion.
"sister."
"Who else could it be?"
"It must be that damned bastard Lin Sen."
"Oh shit."
Under Shen Huihui's suspicious gaze, Shen Zhao gritted her teeth and roared, "Sister, you have no idea, that bastard Lin Sen completely ruined the good plan you gave me before."
"He met a high-ranking official in the city."
"This leader stood up for him."
"Don't even mention Tang Laogou, even Brother Biao can't afford to mess with him."
"Oh shit."
"When exactly did he learn such superb culinary skills?!"
Shen Zhao looked at Shen Huihui with great suspicion: "Sister, have you seen him cook before?"
"No."
Shen Huihui immediately shook her head: "He used to live with us, where everything was done for him. How could he possibly know how to cook?"
"He needs to be able to cook, have some skills, and be ambitious."
"I don't hate him that much!"
Thinking of Lin Sen, who had only ever loafed around and waited to die in the Shen family, Shen Huihui let out a disdainful sneer.
"That's really fucking strange."
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