At that time, we can not only sell free-range chickens, but also some seafood from that day. Making a profit is not a problem; the only question is how to open up sales channels.
Ye Cheng was deep in thought, and everyone fell silent, even Old Madam Li looked at Ye Cheng with trepidation.
After all, all the investments were made by Ye Cheng; they were just employees, and he decided how much profit to give them.
Her main concern now is to keep her sons close to her and prevent them from causing trouble.
Zhu Liwen's face was already a bit ugly. She had set the profit margin at 20%, which was already very low. If it were any lower, she might as well go out and try her luck elsewhere. As long as she didn't get caught, she would definitely make a lot of money.
The other three also looked at Zhu Liwen with displeasure.
The lively scene from just moments ago vanished in an instant.
Xiao Hu noticed something was wrong; Ye Cheng was spacing out again. He knew Ye Cheng well; he wouldn't skimp on the wages of those who worked for him. He figured Ye Cheng was just getting distracted again.
"Brother, brother, say something! Everyone's waiting," Xiao Hu reminded him.
"Huh? What did you say?" Ye Cheng's mind hadn't quite caught up yet.
Xiao Hu was speechless. He knew it was him.
“Brother, Aunt Li said they’ll take 20% of the profits, and now she’s asking for your opinion. I think 20% is too little.”
Ye Cheng then realized what was happening and saw that everyone looked rather unwell.
He quickly smiled and offered an explanation.
"Sorry, I was thinking about something else just now."
"Um, 20% is too little. You should take 70%."
How many?
60%?
Zhu Liwen's eyes widened in surprise. Ye Cheng was giving them 70%?
Did I hear that right?
He offered 30%, I offered 20%, and he didn't even try to negotiate, but instead raised the price? Up to 70%?
He looked at the three brothers and saw their bewildered expressions.
Looking at her mother again, Aunt Li was dumbfounded.
I've met bosses before, but I've never seen one this stupid.
Zhu Liwen's Adam's apple bobbed, and he asked in a muffled voice,
"Brother Cheng, you mean you have 70%?"
Seeing the incredulous look on Zhu Liwen's face, Ye Cheng smiled and pointed at Zhu Liwen.
"You get 70%, I get 30%, that's clear, right?"
Seeing Ye Cheng pointing at him so definitively, Zhu Liwen's eyes suddenly welled up with tears.
In that instant, the man who hadn't cried even after being hit was suddenly struck.
If it's 70%, then my brothers won't have to go out and do those bad things.
If it's 70%, then my mother's medicine money will be covered.
Even my own brothers can save some money now, and it's clean money.
They can even live a good life.
He turned away, tears streaming down his face.
Ye Cheng hadn't even lowered his hand when he saw the other person crying, which left him a little at a loss, wondering if he had expressed himself poorly.
When Zhu Liwen started crying, the three brothers were dumbfounded and looked at their mother.
Unexpectedly, Aunt Li also turned her back and began to wipe away her tears.
They really are mother and son.
Ye Cheng looked at Xiao Hu, spread his hands, and looked helpless.
After finally calming down, Zhu Liwen turned around, took a step back, bowed formally to Ye Cheng, and then shouted loudly,
"Brother Cheng, from now on, whoever you ask me to do, I'll do it without hesitation."
The formality was making Ye Cheng feel a bit overwhelmed, so he quickly stood up.
"Old Zhu, there's no need for that. You're making it sound like the mafia. It's not like I don't make money."
“You just didn’t make any money,” Aunt Li said, turning around.
“You’ve invested so much money, taking 40% is too little.”
“That’s quite a lot, ma’am. I’m just investing money, I don’t have to do any work. Forty percent is not too little. Don’t worry, I won’t let myself lose money.”
Aunt Li pursed her lips, said nothing, raised her cup, and then glanced at her four sons.
The Zhu brothers also filled their glasses and raised them.
“Xiao Ye, this isn’t about the money. I know you’re a boss and don’t care about this amount of money, but for our family, it’s a matter of life and death. It’s about saving all four of them. You’re a kind-hearted person and don’t want to say it out loud, so I, this old woman, will just tell you directly.”
Aunt Li paused for a moment, then shouted loudly,
"benefactor!"
"benefactor!"
"benefactor!"
"benefactor!"
"benefactor!"
After saying that, the group tilted their heads back and downed a glass of wine.
The atmosphere was getting lively, and Ye Cheng and Xiao Hu couldn't just stand by and watch, so they quickly returned the favor with a drink.
Ye Cheng's generous concessions left the Zhu brothers completely convinced. They kept urging Ye Cheng and Xiao Hu to drink, determined to serve their "god of wealth" well.
Well, that's bad. Ye Cheng had originally planned to go out to sea in the afternoon, but he drank more than a pound of baijiu (Chinese liquor) during this meal.
There's no point in going out today. I just called Duan Chunsheng and said I wouldn't be going.
The meal lasted from noon until 3 p.m. Ye Cheng collapsed, Xiao Hu was also in bad shape, and the Zhu brothers weren't much better off.
Now, they couldn't go back to the village as planned. They could only sit and drink tea to sober up. Around 5 o'clock, Xiao Hu was mostly sober, and then he pulled the dazed Ye Cheng back to the village.
After a night of heavy drinking, Ye Cheng thought he would have a terrible headache, but to his surprise, he felt perfectly fine the next day.
Wow, this liquor is pretty good, almost as good as Maotai. No wonder it's pure grain liquor.
Before I even got up, I heard a noise outside. When I went out, I saw that Widow Zhang had brought over some porridge.
"Why did you drink so much? I called you but you wouldn't wake up. I saw you were drunk, so I didn't make you any meat, I just cooked some porridge."
Ye Cheng washed his face and then said,
"The porridge is good. My stomach is still full, and drinking porridge makes me feel better."
A bowl of plain porridge, a steamed bun, and some pickled vegetables—that's the perfect meal after drinking.
After drinking it, my stomach felt warm and comfortable, like I was right at home.
"Is the porridge delicious?"
"Mmm, it tastes good." Ye Cheng nodded.
"By the way, I'm planning to open a restaurant. What do you think about you managing it?"
Ye Cheng's sudden, seemingly random remark left Widow Zhang somewhat bewildered.
"Huh? You're opening a restaurant? Where are you going to open one?"
"Just find a plot of land in the village, build a big yard, and then cook some local dishes."
Upon hearing this, Widow Zhang shook her head.
"Who would eat at your restaurant in the village? Everyone in the village cooks their own meals."
"It's not for the villagers, it's for the city people."
"What? City people?" Widow Zhang exclaimed in surprise. "City people come all the way here to eat? Are they stupid?"
Ye Cheng smiled. Actually, when agritainment first came out, it wasn't very popular. It was only later, with the economy improving and urbanization leading to too many people in the city, that city dwellers started flocking to the countryside for leisure.
To put it simply, it's about finding a quiet place to stay.
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