Chapter 742: Hitting a wall. Just a few days later, Xinweiju welcomed several "special" guests.
The comrades from the Health Bureau wore red armbands and had serious expressions. They checked the whole place carefully, not leaving out any pots, pans, or even any corner.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the frequency and meticulousness of these inspections are a bit unusual.
Ma Hongxia was so anxious that she kept rubbing her apron. She leaned over to whisper in Lu Qingyang's ear, "Qingyang, this must be the work of that wicked guy over there! How can you investigate like this? You're being so picky."
There was no panic on Lu Qingyang's face.
Instead of resisting, he became even more enthusiastic. Every time a comrade came to inspect, he would first ask them to sit down, pour them hot tea, and then greet them with a smile. He would correct whatever they pointed out, and his attitude was so good that it was impossible to find any fault with him.
Once, two young comrades from the Health Bureau finished their inspection and it was time for dinner. The tempting aroma of "chicken stewed with Astragalus and Angelica" wafted from the kitchen.
Lu Qingyang seemed to suddenly remember something and slapped his head:
"Hey, look at me, I'm so busy cooperating with the inspection. You two have been busy all morning and have worked hard. Our new soup is ready. If you don't mind, have a bowl before you leave?"
The two men wanted to refuse, but the aroma kept drilling into their noses. In addition, Lu Qingyang's attitude was sincere and he was not trying to bribe them, but just to "try something", so they sat down reluctantly.
A bowl of hot soup filled their stomachs, and the comfort that warmed their throats and stomachs softened their tense faces.
"Manager Lu, this soup of yours... is indeed quite special."
One of them smacked his lips and couldn't help but say something.
Lu Qingyang explained with a smile: "These are all medicinal herbs collected from regular forest farms. Look, the purchase order is here. I remember every item clearly."
He took out the purchase ledger that he had prepared long ago, on which the sources of the medicinal materials were clearly written.
At the same time, gossip about Xinweiju's "unknown source of medicinal materials" and "indiscriminate use of medicinal materials" began to spread quietly among neighbors.
This made Ma Hongxia furious. She put her hands on her hips and cursed in the store: "Who is that rotten-tongued bastard? If I knew about this, I would tear his mouth apart."
Lu Qingyang was very calm. Instead, he asked Master Chen to set up a small stall in front of the store and put some common medicinal herbs on it, such as astragalus, wolfberry, red dates, etc. There was also a small wooden sign next to it with the name and general effect written on it.
When curious neighbors come to ask, Master Chen or the shop assistants will happily explain to them what this is, what it is used for, and which soup in our shop uses it.
The effect of this move was immediate.
The old neighbors gathered around the stall, watching with great interest.
"Oh, so this kind of astragalus is used in stewing soup. It smells very fragrant."
"If someone dares to show this, then he has nothing to hide!"
"That's right, it's much better than those who hide it!"
In the face of these tangible medicinal herbs and candid explanations, those rumors evaporated without a trace in a short while, just like dewdrops in the sun.
Occasionally, inspectors would come, but they were no longer cold and critical. Sometimes they would even chat with Lu Qingyang about health preservation.
Boss Jin hid opposite, looking at the endless stream of people in front of Xinweiju and the "popular science stall", and almost bit his back teeth off.
His painstakingly crafted "out-of-the-box trick" not only did not harm Xinweiju, but instead seemed to have polished its golden signboard a few more times and also provided free publicity.
He was completely at his wit's end. He could only stay in his increasingly deserted shop, smelling the aroma of medicine wafting from across the street and savoring the bitter taste of losing more than he gained.
Boss Jin was jumping around and making some small moves, but Lu Qingyang was not a soft persimmon that could be easily bullied.
He thought that it was not a good idea to just passively accept the attack all the time, and he needed to use some active defense.
As the saying goes, it is impolite not to reciprocate.
Lu Qingyang found a place to rest and strolled to the street office. In the name of "exchange, learning and common progress", he chatted with the clerks he knew about his experience in self-employment.
During the conversation, he "inadvertently" mentioned the importance of regulations in the catering industry, and how some shops may have some "small hidden dangers" in the source of food and hygiene in order to lower costs. He also said, "This is the common reputation of our street, and we must protect it together."
This statement is flawless and is based entirely on the overall situation, but it also conveys all the necessary information.
Two days later, a joint inspection team composed of health and municipal management appeared at the door of Yangshengju without any warning.
Boss Jin was worried about the slow business, and when he saw this scene, he almost slipped out of his chair and rushed over in a panic.
This investigation is much more detailed than that at Xinweiju.
After all, Xinwei Ju is a benchmark. We check it to supervise, but we check Yangsheng Ju with a "mission".
Stale vegetables and meat abound.
Boss Jin followed behind, sweat on his forehead, and kept explaining. But with the evidence before him, his explanation seemed pale and powerless.
The inspector frowned, wrote and drew on the paper, and finally issued a notice of rectification within a time limit, requiring the business to suspend business, thoroughly clean up, and pay a fine.
The neighbors now have new topics to talk about after dinner.
"Have you heard? The health residence was investigated and ordered to suspend business for rectification!"
"Wow, no wonder his stuff is so cheap, it turns out he's making up for it with the cheapest ingredients?"
“Xinweiju is still down-to-earth, and its high price has its reasons.”
Ma Hongxia was so happy to hear the news that she ran up to Lu Qingyang and gave him a thumbs up: "Qingyang, you are really amazing. It's finally quiet here."
Lu Qingyang raised his eyes when he heard this, and a subtle arc appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said calmly: "They are inspecting according to the law. We are just abiding by the law and doing our own thing."
He said this lightly, but to the ears of Mr. Jin, who had just posted a "Suspension of Business for Rectification" notice across the street, it was more painful than two slaps in the face.
He finally understood that he had hit a wall this time.
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