"Well, not bad. He has such courage at such a young age. Brother Han is really enviable. My son is still looking for cats and dogs to play with." Lu Ming felt a headache when talking about his son. There is no harm without comparison.
But he continued to ask: "Han Xiao, do you know that Yipinlou in this town is just a small branch? Aren't you afraid of doing business with me?"
Han Xiao stood up and bowed. "You are my father's friend. I trust his judgment. And since you think these dishes are good, it's a win-win situation for me to sell you the recipe."
Hearing this, Lu Ming looked at Han Xiao with increasing satisfaction. It had been a long time since he had met such a suitable young man. He was also happy to help him: "Okay, then, how do you want to cooperate with me?"
When Han Xiao heard that there was a way, he took out a few pieces of paper from his arms. On them were the recipes of these dishes: "Uncle Lu, please take a look. I can sell you the recipes at once, but you have to order the tofu from my house."
Lu Ming picked up the recipe and took a look at it: "You're just going to give me the recipe like that? Aren't you afraid that I'll snatch it away?"
Han Xiao shook his head without saying anything, just looking at Lu Ming.
Lu Ming sighed. "Well, if it weren't for my friendship with your father for over a decade, you wouldn't be left with nothing. Uncle Lu is going to teach you a lesson: always leave a way out and don't reveal all your cards."
Han Xiao laughed and said, "That's definitely not the case with others, but Uncle Lu, you're different."
This was particularly pleasing to the ear. Lu Ming burst into laughter and immediately made the decision: "Okay, then how do you want to sell it?"
"One recipe costs 100 taels. Come to my place and order tofu. I'll give you a 20% discount."
Lu Ming looked at Han Xiao and said with a faint smile: "Your price is a bit high, one prescription is one hundred taels, if it were an outsider, I would have kicked him out."
Han Xiao was not at all panicked when he heard this: "Uncle Lu, you also said that, that's someone else's. I have seen the prices of vegetables in Yipinlou. One hundred taels is a drop in the bucket for you. You can make back your money in a few days."
"Aren't you afraid that I won't agree?" Lu Ming asked curiously.
Han Xiao picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea before saying, "Even if you don't want to cooperate, it doesn't matter. There are other restaurants in town, right? I believe there will be one that will accept my recipe."
What Han Xiao said was true, but he also believed that Lu Ming would not disagree.
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