Before inserting the poorly selected image into the poorly edited blog post and checking for grammatical errors and typos, Xu sent the preview link to Huaqian.
"There are really few people in Haishi. Even when you follow them closely, you can still lose them," Da Song remarked.
Shanghai Municipal Poverty Alleviation Office.
Upon hearing this, the crowd inside the shop let out a tiny 'boo'. The moment the sound faded, the crowd dispersed without the slightest hesitation, and the once crowded shop entrance suddenly became bright and spacious.
The woman gave the two men a wary look, and only relaxed when she felt they posed no threat. She replied, "I guess so. We eat here every now and then."
"Brother, you can calculate it that way!" The woman immediately defended Xu An's braised food, saying, "Although the queue is a bit long, the price is cheap, only half the price of other braised food shops. However, the taste is worse than other braised food shops. These spicy flavors are even worse than other braised food shops. Spending a little time to eat cheap, delicious, and hygienic braised food is a great deal..."
"Why is this 'Hellish Braised Food' called 'Hellish Braised Food'?" Hua Qian immediately spotted the insulated box without the "Hellish Braised Food" label and asked, "Could you tell me about it?"
Hua Qian nodded in agreement. The young man did not slack off at work just because I was outside the store. Everything was running smoothly. Even without any unexpected situations, the young man resolved them smoothly and restored everything to normal.
"That's just something I heard, and I haven't verified it yet. Xu An's braised food has partnered with the Shanghai Disabled Persons' Federation, and recently several members of the Federation have been setting up stalls to sell braised food near schools... Oh, there aren't any middle schools before you turn right and then left over there. There's just one stall in front of one of the middle schools. It's seven o'clock now, so the stall probably hasn't been set up yet..."
"The application to merge Xu'an Slow Food Shop and Xu'an Braised Food Shop into Huaqian Catering has not yet been submitted. We are currently waiting for approval from the industry and commerce department, and it is expected that there will be no result within seven days."
"...Those are the relevant materials from the investigation you were commissioned to conduct. According to those materials, although Huaqian Braised Food is not a large-scale establishment, its reputation is still poor, and its business situation is quite bad... It also provided catering for a government-organized expo, and the feedback it received was quite negative... Recently, the shop has also been actively participating in various bidding activities, and is very active..."
"Why does it feel like there are fewer people outside the station lately?" Xu Heping, still wondering what had happened, glanced blankly at the suddenly crowded people around him and continued excitedly telling Brother Zhang about the interesting things that had happened outside the village recently.
As is customary, the local specialties brought back, apart from the mushrooms that everyone had pre-ordered, included potatoes, peanuts, dried fruits, and other items, which were all divided into portions according to the number of people and given to the employees as souvenirs to try and enjoy.
After stopping several people to ask questions and receiving the same answer, the two finally lowered their guard.
Zhang Ge's work is finally finished, but Xu Shi, as an employee, has ended a new round of busy work.
Tang Wen, quick-witted but slow-moving, grabbed a woman who looked like she was leaving get off work and asked, "Brother, are you a regular customer at that shop?"
Wang Fulong narrowed his eyes slightly and led Hua Qian and the others through the bustling crowd several times, completely shaking off the two people in front of him.
Zhang Ge subtly nudged Wang Fulong with his elbow, his head snapping back to its normal position, and gestured with his eyes that no one was in front of him. Wang Fulong instantly understood Hua Qian's meaning and continued walking and chatting with the young man. But as they talked, the group gradually moved from the open space into the crowd, following Wang Fulong's steps…
As competent poverty alleviation office staff, one must never have a skeptical mind. Before leaving that school, the two pulled up a map and visited seven junior high schools and two primary schools. Sure enough, they found eight stalls called "Xu An Braised Food" at the school gates.
"Hmm, that's bad. We haven't found a stable supply channel yet, so we'll have to put the limited sales plan we were talking about on hold for now and focus on operations."
As he spoke, the staff member suddenly slapped his forehead, opened a document from the computer files, selected print, and handed it to the seven members of the Song Dynasty before continuing.
"When did he finish queuing today?" Tang Wen continued to ask.
Based on Zhang Ge's narration and the time when the photos were taken, Xu Shi crafted a storyline, combining the photos with the story to complete the first draft of that blog post.
Before thanking them, the two of them stopped and arrived at the entrance of the low-level school mentioned by the staff of the Haishi Poverty Alleviation Office. At the entrance, they saw more than a dozen vendors, one of which had a simple stall with a conspicuous sign below it - Xu An Braised Food.
"Boss, during the time you were away on business, you submitted one bid, two were rejected, one is still under review, and eight have been withdrawn from the review stage; among them, the bid from the Nanyuan District has been withdrawn to the online bidding stage and will participate in the bidding meeting at the Municipal Government last Sunday."
The store's operations were abnormal, the account was malfunctioning, and the Taobao store was running abnormally. Hua Qian's gaze fell on He Zibao. He Zibao seemed to have been caught off guard, and the moment his eyes met Zhang Ge's, a series of words came out of his mouth.
Huaqian Slow Dining Restaurant.
"Before Mr. Zhang's wife and several helpers and packers joined, the daily output doubled. The backlog of orders hasn't been cleared until the seventh day before the deadline. We expect that by tomorrow evening, our store will be able to remove the unsold goods from the shelves and start selling them again."
The two people walking in front of the group moved in sync with Zhang Ge and the others, entering the crowd at the same speed and in the same arc...
Tang Wen had personally tasted that hellish braised food. The moment the stall owner lifted the lid, she pinched her nose, dodging the first wave of spiciness. Da Song, who was completely oblivious, took a deep breath the moment the lid was lifted, and immediately his eyes and nose turned bright red. He covered his nose and took several steps forward.
The two had just gotten out of the taxi, and before they could even marvel at the long queues forming in circles inside the braised food shop, they saw a man who looked like the shop manager come out from outside, holding a megaphone and shouting to the people queuing inside: "I'm sorry, the four hundred catties of braised food we prepared today haven't sold out yet. Please come back tomorrow! I'm sorry, today..."
"Hmm...it can't be Yu Da, it's because that flavor isn't too stimulating, especially for first-time customers you always recommend that..."
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