Chapter 135 134. Emotional intelligence
"Brother Luo, Times Square is newly opened after all, so the flow of people is still relatively small. I have added a lot of old customers as friends these days, about 400 people."

"I estimate that after I move in mid-July, I will have more than 200 regular customers. After all, this is in the South City, and the instrument factory is in the North City, which is quite far away."

"So, I'm worried that it won't be popular after opening. This store needs to be nurtured for a while."

"Also, there is only one main product now, which is a bit thin."

"I was still a little uneasy."

"Now that you're here, I'm completely relieved. The things you produce must be invincible. The first time you came, I heard about the fried pepper sprouts, the time I drove to Brother Qiang's house to get tomatoes, Brother Qiang said you supplied vegetables to the Third Middle School and the Municipal Hospital, and the mushrooms you gave me, all of which are proof."

"You personally prepared the crayfish this time, so it must be even more amazing."

"You chose me to work here, which means you brought me wealth. This is my blessing. Now we have two main players and we can walk on two legs. We don't have to worry about anything."

"So, Brother Luo, whatever you say, I'll listen to you!"

Luo Yihang knew that Liu Piaoliang was trying to flatter him after hearing what he said, but his words were well-reasoned and he changed the subject from Luo Yihang asking him to do something to Luo Yihang giving him an opportunity.

Liu Piaoliang also knew that Luo Yihang knew he was flattering her, but he still said so.

As for his purpose, he had wild ideas. He not only wanted mushrooms, he also wanted people.

He tried every possible means to beg for mercy and work hard without complaint, even if it meant turning into sticky candy, to stick to Luo Yihang, deepen cooperation and strengthen ties.

All I want is to not forget him when something good comes.

Damn! He has no idea how good he is in the past month since he started taking mushrooms.

Once you have your own unique and good product, it really lives up to the advertising slogan that there is no business that is difficult to do.

What’s the harm if you’re tired every day, what’s the harm if you’re busy, what’s the harm if customers get angry when they can’t order something and say something nice, as long as you settle the bill at night, everything will be satisfied.

So, when they were formally negotiating the terms, Liu Piaoliang was as humble as possible and gave him whatever he had, for free.

He is in charge of the store, management, accounting, waiting, handyman, tableware and cleaning.

There was another tug of war over profit sharing.

Liu Piaoliang even got into a tantrum and insisted on getting a share of the profits from Luo Yihang, saying that since Luo Yihang was willing to come and attract customers, he would get a great deal and there was no need to share any more money.

Ask Liu Piaoliang to contribute both manpower and money? Luo Yihang couldn't do that either.

Good or bad.

It was agreed that if the customers who came for crayfish ordered something else, Luo Yihang would get a share.

Because the guests who came to the barbecue ordered crayfish, Liu Piaoliang got a portion.

The proportion is not large, just as a reward.

However, there is another one that Liu Piaoliang wanted to come up with, but he didn't have it.

"Brother Luo, I have everything in my kitchen, and it's big enough for you to use. But this chef... I called Master Lu before you came, and he knows how to cook crayfish, but he's not professional. He just stir-fries hot pot ingredients and adds water to simmer. I'm afraid he'll ruin your food."

"How about I take some time these days to find a few restaurants that cook crayfish well, and try to get into their kitchens to poach people from them to work for you?" Liu Piaoliang suggested.

Luo Yihang quickly waved his hands, "Good fellow, you are trying to pry someone's corner, or a load-bearing wall. I'm afraid you'll be beaten out."

"I'll find a way to deal with the chef issue. There's still half a month left, so there's still time."
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What solution can Luo Yihang come up with?
Go find Master Wang. He said he would help contact the fellow villager, but there has been no news since.

Make a phone call and discuss the problem.

Chef Wang hesitated, "Well, my little brother, surnamed Xu, has excellent cooking skills, but he is now the head chef at Fanrenju. You know Fanrenju, right?"

Luo Yihang knew that this was an old brand that started out as a small shed in the 1980s and didn’t even dare to hang up a sign.

It has now developed into a famous high-end restaurant in the city.

Since I'm working at Fanrenju and have even been promoted to head chef, I'll just forget it.

"Listen to me, the old owner of Fanrenju has retired and handed the restaurant over to his son. His son wants to reform it and open an online celebrity restaurant. He doesn't need so many cooks in the kitchen. No, it's not that he can't use them. He doesn't need cooks at all. He wants to set up a central kitchen and directly make semi-finished products."

Oh, the old emperor abdicated, the new emperor ascended the throne, and he was determined to make progress and clean up the court.

This is good news. Master Xu can come out soon.

"Listen to me again. When Xiao Xu first came back, he received favors from the old shopkeeper of Fanrenju. When the old shopkeeper retired, he asked him to help his son. Now the new shopkeeper is doing this, but Xiao Xu disagrees and things are pretty tense."

Yes, he is also a minister of state.

When a new emperor ascends the throne, the first thing he does is to deal with the regents. Of course, the new emperor does not necessarily win all the time.

There was also the story of Huo Guang deposing and enthroning the emperor, and the story of Sima Yi defecating in Luoshui.

"What's going on now?" Luo Yihang asked.

"I don't know either. Anyway, the new shopkeeper should do some renovations and find someone else. Xiao Xu is occupying the kitchen and won't let anyone move."

Well, now things have progressed to the point where they have fallen out, and it's soon time for Emperor Gaozong of Tang, Li Zhi, to settle accounts with Zhangsun Wuji.

Isn’t this better?
The only problem is that Li Shimin is not dead.

"What does the old shopkeeper of Fanrenju say?"

"That old man is already senile and listens to his son." Mr. Wang's words were obviously biased.

Good.

Changsun Wuji is doomed, he is dead.

Then stop struggling and find another job.

Luo Yihang begged Master Wang to find a time to meet him. Whether it would work out or not could be decided later. At least he could be given some advice and not let him be so stubborn.

Both the father and the son have no objection, so what's the big deal for him, an outsider, to get involved?
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A week later.

Luo Yihang found Master Wang's house according to the address.

It's just one street away from No. 3 Middle School, in a high-end residential area. I went upstairs, knocked on the door, and it opened.

At first glance, it seems that the old man has accumulated quite a fortune.

It's a fairly large three-bedroom apartment, decorated in an antique style with all the solid wood furniture. At the entrance, there's a treasure cabinet serving as the foyer, with quite a few bottles and jars placed on it.

Entering the living room, there is a large floor-to-ceiling window, and there is a tea room next to the window.

The aroma of tea is wafting in the air, and someone is sipping tea there.

This should be the "Little Xu" that Master Wang mentioned. He looks to be about 60 years old, short, thin, and not good-looking.

Aren’t all chefs fat? Chef Wang is quite fat. Why is this one so thin?

After taking a closer look, Luo Yihang saw the clue.

His hands had thick knuckles, calloused palms, and the skin on the backs of his hands was bumpy, probably from years of being burned by grease.

And the forearm of the right hand is a circle thicker than the left one, which should be the result of years of tossing the spoon.

Master Wang is not good enough. Master Wang hasn't done much of the work himself in recent years, so they are all gone.

Master Wang is a man of temperament, and he likes people of temperament as well, when they sit down to drink tea and chat.

Then I heard Master Xu getting furious.

Things like "the young boy knows nothing", "a decades-old store is bankrupt just like that", "the old man is also confused", "I was told to sweep the old calendar into the garbage dump of history while he embraces the new era", and "he is not cut out for business and will go bankrupt sooner or later".

There is a lot of resentment.

After drinking several rounds of tea, Luo Yihang went to the toilet once, and Master Wang went twice.

Master Xu took a short break.

He was tired of swearing.

Okay, just listen to my words and I will dispel the old man's obsession.

Luo Yihang picked up the teapot and refilled Master Xu's cup, saying, "Master Xu, as far as I know, these online celebrity stores rarely last long. They usually last for three months at the shortest and half a year at the longest, and then they will fail. I advise you to take it out during this period of time, watch it rise and fall. When it can't hold on any longer, you can come back as a king, and by then it will be clear at a glance whether it is wrong and you are right."

"For ordinary people who have some wealth, a little trouble would only cause them some injuries, but they would not collapse."

"Is that right?"

There is one more thing I haven't said. If they really succeed, you will be neither a human nor a human being, which will be so embarrassing.

After listening to Luo Yihang's words.

Master Xu slammed the teacup onto the tea table, stared at Luo Yihang without saying a word, and breathed heavily.

A long time ago.

Luo Yihang thought he had made the old man angry and was thinking of saying something to make amends.

Gradually, Master Xu's breathing became steady and he pointed at Luo Yihang, "Little Luo, right? Take out your things and let me take a look."

"Okay." It should be okay.

Luo Yihang agreed and took the foam box at the door to the kitchen.

Master Wang and Master Xu followed in.

The box opens.

Swish!
There was a dense layer of crayfish packed inside, with their claws raised and pointing to the sky.

Then they started crawling all over the box, clacking.

"You look quite energetic." Master Xu said with a smile.

"It looks much bigger this time." This is what Master Wang said.

The last time he made crayfish, the shrimps were only as big as his fingers, but now these are almost as long as his palm.

Master Xu picked up a lobster, looked at it, and threw it back into the box. "This shrimp needs to be blanched."

Then he called Luo Yihang, "These shrimps must have spit out mud. Pick out ten of them and clean them up. You know how to do it, right?"

Luo Yihang nodded in agreement.

He called Master Wang again, "Bring me a pot of water for your tea."

"That's spring water I got from the mountain," Master Wang complained.

Master Xu held the pot in his hand and handed it forward, "I want that water."

Master Wang took the pot and left, cursing. Master Xu rummaged through his vegetable rack, found the ginger and green onions, washed them, sliced ​​the ginger, and tied the green onions into a knot.

Then he rummaged through the refrigerator and took out a lemon.

Find a small bowl, cut it open, squeeze it with your hands, and squeeze out the juice directly, then add some pepper and salt.

Luo Yihang was cleaning shrimps in the pool nearby. When he saw the dipping sauce prepared by Master Xu, he was a little puzzled.

What kind of way is this? I've never seen it before.

Bring water and boil it.

The ten shrimps were also cleaned up.

Master Xu took it, took a look at it, and put it directly into the pot.

Boil it for only one minute, take it out, rinse it with cold water, and serve it on a plate.

Is this done?
Luo Yihang felt that he could do this too.

(End of this chapter)