My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 98: Was it another futile effort?

But surprisingly, even after sitting in the Queen's Restaurant, Shen Cuiyue still didn't show any trace of the person who was once called the Third Miss here.

He was even more low-key and transparent than the last time he came, and he didn't even take off his mask.

There was no serious excitement like last time when I revisited the old place with my soul in disarray. I just followed it calmly. If there was no private room, I would sit outside and find a seat anywhere.

Then she asked Wei Dong to order anything on the menu that had something to do with offal, but Shen Cuiyue remained silent.

He didn't even help Weidong clear the dishes or pour tea. He was just like an inconspicuous little pendant, sitting on the side.

Instead, Zhang Lanzhi excitedly poured tea for her leader and twisted her body a bit after sitting down. "When I was twelve, I came to Jiangzhou just after entering junior high school. I've changed a lot."

Let Weidong pass the menu to the waiter: "Why did you come to Jiangzhou instead of sticking to your job? And you're wearing this. If you disobey orders and leave your post without permission in the army, it's a big deal, right?"

The waiter was a little surprised by the order size, but after seeing the eye contact with the masked girl, he went for it anyway.

Zhang Lanzhi sat up straight. "I'm a local civilian. My parents were military representatives because they were technicians, so they weren't exactly military. So, I've never followed military rules. Today is May Day, so I should have the freedom to take my leave."

Let Weidong take a look at her. Oh, she is quite talkative: "Well, then you should go back to see your parents."

Zhang Lanzhi nodded: "Yes, it's closer to the factory from Jiangzhou. If you are going back too, I will take a ride."

Rang Weidong shook his head and denied it: "I'm very busy. I just came back from out of town this morning. I just came here to have this meal to discuss work. I may have to leave tonight."

Zhang Lanzhi still ignored the pendant. "So this is the main purpose of my visit. I'm your secretary, responsible for assisting you with your work, at least the camera sales part. Now the weekly sales volume has reached 5,000 units, and the factory's production has steadily increased to 7,200 units per week. I only know that the sales volume of 1,000 units in the Rongdu area is not enough. I heard that the sales staff are asking for more, but Xiao Dong said that you want to suppress this quantity. I want to know why."

Weidong thought about it and explained, "There are many reasons, but the most important one is that the market in Chengdu is limited. What I want is to slowly build up a sales team, not let them make two or three thousand yuan a month and forget about their own names."

Zhang Lanzhi was surprised: "They earn two or three thousand a month?"

The average salary in the provincial capital is only forty or fifty!
Anyway, even Shen Cuiyue raised her eyebrows slightly.

Rang Weidong nodded. "Rongdu is now selling a thousand units per week. They're really selling like crazy. I've factored in all the costs of storage, management, and shipping into their commission, and it works out to about 500 to 600 yuan a week. Now, something interesting has happened. Some of them complain that I'm supplying too little. Some are wondering why the commission was only 5 yuan per unit at the beginning, but it's gone down as the business has gotten better."

Zhang Lanzhi frowned: "Are they so greedy?"

What bothered Wei Dong wasn't greed. "I have a group of people like this in Pingjing, and they're also getting commissions on sales, one thousand units a week. In just over a month, I've received three thick work plans from them. They discuss how much testing and preparation they've done with these one thousand units, selling them to different venues, colleges, department stores, and photography shops. They spend their commissions on all the work preparations because they know this is just practice, just... well, an appetizer. Holy shit!"

Because he was going there for the ingredients, Weidong didn't pay attention to the classification and served nearly ten cold dishes in a row!

The kind with good color, aroma and taste.

Zhang Lanzhi finally noticed that the dishes seemed very unusual, and her hard-won working will began to waver.

He took a deep breath and said, "Does Rongdu's sales work need to be adjusted?"

After Weidong gestured with chopsticks, Shen Cuiyue took off her mask and slowly began to taste the tripe strips and lung slices one by one.

And he would only eat one piece of each thing, or even just take a bite, and then arrange the rest neatly on his own scrap plate.

Zhang Lanzhi didn't even dare to look at the dishes.

Wei Dong couldn't help laughing at her expression. "That brings us back to what I asked you the other day. If these people find you and sell the goods at my price, wouldn't that mean they're bypassing me? Can you withstand such temptation? Can Director Cheng withstand such temptation?"

Zhang Lanzhi just shook her head and asked Weidong to point at the food: "Eat it. You can eat and work on the revolution at the same time. Maybe you can handle it. But what about the others in the factory? If someone figures out my sales method and also takes goods from the factory to sell, who will the factory people help? The familiar ones or an outsider like me?"

He also tasted it and could only say wow, those two baskets of pig offal from the other day were such a waste.

He simply laid out his conclusion to the secretary: "So the simplest solution is to have no involvement in my sales. Completely sever the production and sales ties. I'll focus on sales, and the factory will focus on production. A secretary like you who wants to know everything will easily break the rules. Isn't that a good idea?"

The last few words were said to Shen Lao San.

Shen Cuiyue actually understood Weidong more easily by watching from the sidelines. She used the tip of her chopsticks to explain along the edge of her plate, "Mustard pork tripe is a separate dish with a mustard flavor. Sesame gizzards are actually cold-mixed kidneys with a sesame flavor. Red oil and ginger pig's trotters have a ginger flavor. The focus is on the latter flavor type. Once the flavor is adjusted, any ingredient will do. The most you can do is adjust the intensity of the odor."

In just the time it took to finish this sentence, Zhang Lanzhi had already quickly finished five plates of cold dishes. They were delicious!
I was surprised. Are you a cook?

Then when I saw Rang Weidong's face again, I tried to wonder what we were talking about just now?

It was obvious that her mind had gone blank.

Quickly cleared out by a selection of delicious specials.

Weidong sighed softly, "Wow, that's profound. I'm a little more confident in this job. I'm sure I can find a good recipe." Shen Cuiyue hummed, "What I know is just the tip of the iceberg. I just want to remind you to think about the flavor you want first, and then decide what to use. There are countless combinations, but the costs are completely different."

Weidong guessed: "The shelf life is also different, this is very important."

Shen Cuiyue thought for a moment and said, "Then the hot dishes and soup dishes later on are not important. You must want something similar to a cold dish. What's the point of having a dish with only dripping oil and soup?"

Wei Dong was already a little amazed: "Try it and open your eyes. What does this braised pig tongue with sauce taste like?"

"For a sauce-flavored dish, use sweet sauce as the base, add refined salt, sugar, MSG, and sesame oil. Then, depending on the ingredients, adjust the amount of soy sauce, ginger, scallions, pepper, and Sichuan peppercorns. For more sophisticated dishes, even adjust the amount based on the customer's taste. That's the realm of a master."

Wei Dong could think: "Isn't this just like high-end custom-made clothing?"

Shen Cuiyue's eyes lit up. "Nowadays, few people know that custom-made clothes are high-end goods. In the past, there was a tailor in our alley who was a well-known brand..."

Looking at each other, he laughed at himself: "I dare not go back to see."

Let Weidong think about it: "Three to five years, if you can live a steady and serious life for a few years, maybe you can go back and take a look."

This is a rare reminder.

Weidong remembered that this crackdown would last for several years, but after it was over it was as if a new set of laws had been established.

Just don't commit any crime in these few years.

Shen Cuiyue must have been wondering what this meant, but she nodded and said okay first.

Let’s move on to the dishes.

The hot dishes were served one after another, which made Weidong feel that the tangerine peel pork intestines were ready. The five-spice heart and tongue were simply ready-made. He liked the garlic one the most, and the pepper and numbing one was praised by Shen Cuiyue.

Zhang Lanzhi didn't know what you two were discussing, but there was a candy with pig's tail that was so delicious that she almost cried. For the first time ever, she let Weidong take a piece.

In fact, white fried tripe strips and snow-flake lung slices are all salty and fresh flavors. They are deliberately brought out to taste their original flavor. There is no smell of offal at all. It is obvious that they are processed with superb techniques.

More than 30 dishes!
Most of the 24 Sichuan cuisine flavors are included. Of course, Shen Cuiyue also said that she was not sure about some of the dishes.

Anyway, the table in front of the three people was soon piled up, and the diners passing by looked at the three people with strange eyes.

In 84, when everything emphasized hardship and simplicity and extravagance and waste were taboo, this place was already considered the most magnificent place in the city, and those who came here were not ordinary people.

The three young people, especially the female soldier, posing in such a scene was very eye-catching.

Rang Weidong didn't care: "If you can't finish it later, pack it up. I told you there are a lot of dishes. Don't just focus on the pig's tail. Now you can hold on!"

The elegant secretary was so angry that she couldn't speak, and her expression was a little aggrieved.

Shen Cuiyue smiled, ordered a few dishes and told the waiter: "After you're done, can you please ask these chefs to come out and chat for a while? They are relatives of Uncle Xu. I've heard Uncle Xu talk about the uncles here since I was a child, and I want to catch up."

The lies came out of his mouth so easily, but they were so concise that people couldn't refuse them, especially when he ordered such a large table of dishes worth more than 200 yuan.

After the lunch rush, two chefs came out with greasy faces, and one of them even recognized Shen Cuiyue.

That made it much easier to explain, so Weidong didn't even hide it: "I represent the Shangzhou Municipal Party Committee Reform Committee. We slaughter a lot of pigs, and then export the pig hair to Europe. We sell the casings to big bucks, and the canned pork to big bucks. But the only thing left is the pig offal, and no one wants it. As a result, the people of Shangzhou have to eat offal noodles and pig liver noodles every day and can't finish them all!"

The female soldier, stretched out like a pregnant woman, slumped in the chair. If the inspector saw her, he would definitely criticize her for ruining her image, but she still couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Shen Cuiyue didn't smile. She lit cigarettes for the two chefs, got up to pay the bill, and chatted with the manager and waiter to distract her attention.

It really feels like we're just chatting here.

Unexpectedly, after listening to Rang Weidong's explanation, the two chefs, cigarettes in their mouths, said, "Your vacuum packaging won't last long. If it's not handled properly, it will only last five to ten days. It's not as good as you said, that it can be eaten as a snack for several months."

Wei Dong's eyes almost popped out of his head. He thought that by imitating the multi-millionaire, he had already gotten rich ahead of him.

I didn’t expect that I am nothing here among experts!

I'm building a vacuum machine!

(End of this chapter)