Everything that happened in the Jianghai market soon reached the ears of the market management and the industrial and commercial office.
Other than being surprised, everyone had mixed feelings.
The reason why Jin Bao Gang was able to occupy the Jianghai market was because he had already arranged everything.
Usually, when Jinbao received some "tributes", they would have a share of it. Therefore, when there was trouble, they would turn a blind eye. Sometimes, they would also pull a side and educate the troublesome merchants.
Now that this " administrator " was suddenly going to be replaced, and it was a person who sounded a little mysterious, they couldn't help but wonder if they should get in touch with him.
What puzzled them even more was that the person had promised not to collect protection fees. They did not know what he was up to. They heard that he did not lack money, but who would hate having more money?
"Do any of you know Wei Zhendong?”
Zhang Guobang pushed open the office of the management office.
A skinny young man in uniform raised his hand and said,""Zhang Chu, I know him. That old fellow felt that the shop wasn't good and wanted to change seats, so he asked me to come here. He gave me a red pagoda and I gave it to everyone.”
"Mmm, when you're free, go take a walk and find Wei Zhendong to sound him out.”
Zhang Guobang nodded slightly, took out half a bag of peonies from his trouser pocket, and threw it to the young man.
The young man caught it with both hands and stood at attention."Alright, I promise to complete the mission! I have his page. I'll look for my phone book.”
Someone suggested,"Isn't it too early? I heard that he has an appointment with Jin Bao tomorrow?"”
Zhang Guobang waved his hand and said,"It's better to get in touch with him as soon as possible. If he can't do it tomorrow, just pretend that there's no such thing."”
……
Before Ye Ling left, he picked out a few more clothes from Tang Jin's shop and paid according to the price before bidding farewell to Tang Jin.
Ye Ling, Wei Zhendong, and Liu Shuanzhu took a taxi to Jianghai Restaurant, which Wei Zhendong had mentioned several times.
Although Jianghai Restaurant was called a building, it was actually just a two-story self-built house. The first floor was the hall, and the second floor was the private room.
"Jianghai Restaurant is now the largest private restaurant in the county. Its popularity is second only to that of state-owned restaurants. The chef is proficient in Shandong, Cantonese, and Huaiyang cuisine. I heard that his ancestor was the imperial chef of the king's residence. During the chaos, he burned books. His father ran to the mountains and hid for ten years before he left behind the recipe…Squirrel mandarin fish, fried crispy, glutinous rice chicken are all his family's signature dishes…Moreover, his family has connections and can get them to make Maotai!”
While they were waiting for the dishes, Wei Zhendong started to talk.
Ye Ling wasn't interested at first, but when he heard that he could get Maotai, his eyes lit up.
At this time, the Moutai was not something that ordinary people could drink. The food crisis had just passed, and the huge Moutai Group could only produce 1,000 tons per year. The supply in the county was even more minuscule. Most of it was consumed by the government. It was difficult for ordinary people to drink it, and ordinary people could not afford it.
"How much is a bottle of Feitian now?"
Ye Ling asked.
Ye Ling was wondering if he should take advantage of this time to stock up on Maotai.
He didn't like wine, but he was interested in the collectible value of Moutai. When he was isolated at home, he read a lot of novels, and he could often see the appearance of the 1982 Lafite.
Ye Ling thought that after a few years, he would have a bottle of 1986 Maotai every time he ate. He would probably be quite good.
Moreover, since he wanted to make a living, he would have to bribe the upper and lower levels. Moutai had always been the best choice for Chinese people to give gifts.
Wei Zhendong flipped through the menu.”
Ye Ling's expression was strange." You still have to look at it now? You haven't drunk it before?"”
Wei Zhendong gave Ye Ling a side glance." What's with that look in your eyes? Does your uncle look like someone who can afford to drink Maotai?"”
Ye Ling was amused." More than 100 yuan a day, and you're still cowering after drinking Maotai. You're like a poor man suddenly becoming rich. You can't change your mindset as a small farmer."”
"F * ck, you're looking down on me more and more. You're even insulting me. It's not like you can earn a hundred yuan every day! Fuck! 22.50! Snatch! Last year, the state-owned restaurant was even 10 yuan! Double it and still turn the corner!"
Wei Zhendong was still bickering with Ye Ling when he saw the price of Maotai.
Liu Shuanzhu gritted his teeth.
Ye Ling didn't feel anything.
"Hey, hey, hey! What are you shouting about! If you can't afford it, then don't drink it. No one is forcing you to drink it. What's with snatching it or not? Why are you so disobedient?”
An ear-piercing voice was heard. Ye Ling frowned and turned around to find that it was the waiter who had just served the dishes at the next table.
When the waiter said this, the customers at the tables next to them also looked over.
Ye Ling looked at Wei Zhenguo in puzzlement.”
What the hell, he actually saw the deja vu of an internet celebrity shop in the 1980s.
Wei Zhenguo's expression was a little awkward as he covered his face with his hand and said,""All the slightly famous restaurants are like this now. The state-owned restaurants are even more unreasonable. If they don't like you, they'll kick you out. It's their business that's good. They're not afraid of offending customers. Forget it, forget it…stop eating. Just treat it as being bitten by a dog.”
Ye Ling looked at his uncle speechlessly. This was a true foodie. He had actually swallowed his pride to this extent just for a meal.
Ye Ling was silent for a while, but the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt."No, this isn't a meal. It's clearly here to cause trouble!”
As soon as Ye Ling finished speaking, Liu Shuanzhu slammed the table and shouted,""That brat, come back and tell me what you just said!”
Liu Shuanzhu then looked at Ye Ling with an inquisitive gaze.
Ye Ling was stunned for a moment and praised,"You're sensible!"”
Just based on this eyesight, it was worth that 50.
……
I'm not a monster…I'm forced to give it a title.
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