Daming: I, Yang Xian, really govern Yang!

"How many do you want to buy?" the man in the hat asked.

Chen Liaoyuan pointed at the chicken coops in front of the man in the hat and said, "I bought all the chickens you have here."

"Okay, there are thirteen chickens in total. I'll charge you one, two or three cents of silver." The man in the bamboo hat stretched out his hand to take the coins, and the smile on his face became brighter. "These chicken coops will be given to you as a gift to the guests. You will not be charged any extra money."

The man in the hat said as he put down the chicken coops and left without looking back.

Chen Liaoyuan later had to call someone to move the chickens in front of him back.

After struggling for a long time, Chen Liaoyuan finally returned to Yangquan Restaurant with those Kunkun. But before he could sit down and drink a cup of hot tea, another servant immediately came to report that there were people in the market in the east of the city. Selling chickens.

Business was pressing, so Chen Liaoyuan had no choice but to get up again and rush over.

Similar to the previous man in the bamboo hat, he said that his family Kunkun had been raised eating a variety of fresh fruits and vegetables since he was a child. The meat was firm and firm, which was not comparable to that of ordinary native chickens, and his mouth was also 100 cents.

What else could he do? Even if he knew that the other party was telling lies with his eyes open, Chen Liaoyuan could only obediently take out his wallet.

the next day.

The same thing happened again.

The only difference is that the chicken sellers have more and more chickens on hand, and there are more and more chicken sellers.

On the first day, Chen Liaoyuan collected a total of thirty chickens.

The next day, this number soared to seventy.

You must know that they have collected a lot of chickens from nearby farmers before, and their restaurant's daily consumption, with the current bleak business situation, cannot use a few chickens a day.

If this continues, there will be no room for chickens.

Moreover, each chicken has one mouth. The daily cost of raising so many chickens is also a large amount.

On the third day, this number was still rising. Chen Liaoyuan collected a full 150 Kunkun on this day alone. But thinking that Yuelai Restaurant was about to collapse, he gritted his teeth and endured it.

The fourth and fifth days

Until the seventh day, when Chen Liaoyuan was sitting in the restaurant listening to the news reported by his men, his eyes were red and bloodshot.

It was obvious that Chen Liaoyuan was on the verge of collapse.

"Dongjia, Dongjia"

"Tell me, there is someone selling chickens somewhere. Didn't I already tell you that you can just buy them all." Chen Liaoyuan said a little irritably.

"It's not this, it's Yuelai Restaurant!"

"Yelai Restaurant, what happened to Yuelai Restaurant?!" Chen Liaoyuan stood up, walked to the servant, stretched out his hands and grabbed his shoulders and asked anxiously.

"Yelai Restaurant will no longer serve Lotus Leaf Chicken today and posted a notice saying that the restaurant is researching new dishes. In order to welcome this new dish, Yuelai Restaurant will no longer serve Lotus Leaf Chicken for the next period of time." The servant was shaken violently by Chen Liaoyuan, and he quickly replied.

"Hahahaha!"

After listening to the servant's narration, Chen Liaoyuan suddenly laughed like crazy, as if he was crazy.

The servant was shocked when he saw his boss suddenly become like this.

Chen Liaoyuan was still talking to himself: "Why are you researching new dishes? These are just means to deceive outsiders. The real reason is not that there are no chickens and we can no longer make lotus leaf chicken."

"After waiting for so many days, the wait is finally here."

The hard work these days has finally paid off. For Chen Liaoyuan, it is like going through a complete journey of hard work and joy. Even if he sheds tears of excitement at this moment, it is understandable.

In these seven days, he collected hundreds of chickens!

You can open your own Kunkun breeding farm. If there is not enough space, let the restaurant try its best to develop chicken-related dishes. He also changed his daily diet to chicken, and drank chicken soup until he almost vomited.

Now the day has finally come when Yuelai Restaurant’s Lotus Leaf Chicken is no longer available for sale, and it’s all worth it.

Chen Liaoyuan immediately ordered the people below the restaurant to immediately launch lotus leaf chicken and start advertising.

Suddenly, in front of Yangquan Restaurant, there was a roar of gongs and drums and the sound of firecrackers.

What happened to Chen Liaoyuan during this period happened to almost every restaurant businessman in Jiangnan.

All of them had smiles on their faces at the moment, and they secretly clenched their fists, vowing to get back what they had lost during this period.

The sound of firecrackers hasn't stopped yet.

Chen Liaoyuan saw a servant running up to him and saying something loudly.

Only the sound of speaking was covered by the loud sound of firecrackers.

"What did you say?! Louder!"

"Master, someone is selling chickens in the west of the city again!"

When the firecrackers stopped, the servant's voice became clearer, and the smile on Chen Liaoyuan's face froze on the spot.

Continuing like this, endlessly is not an option at all.

There were suddenly so many chicken sellers in the city these days, and Chen Liaoyuan had long sensed something was wrong.

It was just that I was too nervous at the time, fearing that Yuelai Restaurant would obtain new chicken supplies. After calming down, I discovered something fishy.

The confidants around Chen Liaoyuan explained that the restaurant will continue to operate normally. Today is the first day that their restaurant will launch lotus leaf chicken, and they must get their name out there.

Grab the group of customers who originally went to Yuelai Restaurant to eat lotus leaf chicken.

He himself took the people and went directly to the Chengxi Market.

After arriving at the Chengxi Market, Chen Liaoyuan once again saw the man in a bamboo hat he met on the first day. He walked over and said in a deep voice: "I don't know how to call this brother. I am Chen Liaoyuan, the owner of Yangquan Restaurant."

"Ai Kun." The man in the hat said.

"If Mr. Chen guessed correctly, the chicken sellers that suddenly appear in Hangzhou these days are all your people, Brother Ai." Chen Liaoyuan said.

Ai Kun did not deny it.

Chen Liaoyuan then said: "Brother Ai must have noticed the conflict between our Yangquan Restaurant and Yuelai Restaurant, so he took advantage of this opportunity to transport the chickens to Hangzhou and sell them at a high price."

"Boss Chen suddenly made a big deal and purchased chickens from all nearby farmers. It's not difficult for those who are interested to notice this." Ai Kun said with a smile.

"Does Brother Ai specialize in raising and selling chickens for a living?" Chen Liaoyuan asked.

"You can say that."

"In that case, you don't have to let your people hawk on the street in the future. I have collected all the chickens you have on hand. I can also ask other restaurant merchants from all over the south of the Yangtze River to buy them from you." Chen Liaoyuan said.

"The condition is that the chickens cannot be sold to Yuelai Restaurant?" Ai Kun said with a smile.

Chen Liaoyuan nodded, and then said, "Yes, it's easy to chat with smart people."

"Then I will increase the price by 50%, and you must order 2,000 chickens from me at once. Otherwise, why don't I directly negotiate business with Yuelai Restaurant?" (End of Chapter)