Chapter 51 It's Better to Do More than Talk More.

I didn't know what to say, so I directly used Boss Xu's words, which won Yuan Qiu's appreciative look, and immediately felt a little more confident in my heart, and raised my head higher.

Yuan Qiu pointed to the water tank on the bullock cart and said: "Boss Xu, the fish in this tank are all brought by Uncle Zhang. They are very fresh. Your restaurant originally wanted to buy fish, so why don't you just accept his fish, is that okay?"

Boss Xu nodded immediately: "There's nothing wrong with that. I'll give orders in a while. From now on, I will accept all the fish sent by Brother Zhang Lin."

Hearing this, Zhang Lin's dark face immediately burst into a smile. This is a beautiful thing he never dreamed of, and now Yuan Qiu has done it with a single sentence: "Thank you, Boss Xu, I am willing to sell it 10% cheaper than the market price. Here you go." Even if it's 10% cheaper, it's still a good deal for him. In the past, selling fish in the market cost 30% of the money for the stall alone, and he had to deal with those picky and tricky customers. If he had to pick one more time, the live fish would also be picked as dead fish, and the profit would be reduced by 30%. What he could have left was really pitifully small.

Boss Xu shook his head, waved his hands and said with a smile: "It doesn't have to be like this, it will be done at the market price. We can still afford this idea in Jufulou."

Zhang Lin wanted to say more, but Yuan Qiu stopped him and persuaded him: "Uncle Zhang, Boss Xu has always been one-sided, so don't refuse."

Seeing this, Zhang Lin couldn't say anything more, so he could only thank Boss Xu all the time.

"What is that?" Boss Xu pointed to the two bamboo baskets covered with grass mats on the bullock cart.

Zhang Lin chuckled, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "This is my mother-in-law's small dried fish. I think we can sell it together."

Boss Xu naturally knows why Zhang Lin is embarrassed. Everyone knows that people who can go to Jufulou to eat are either officials or rich, and dried fish are usually only eaten by ordinary people at home. Rich people look down on these things, so Jufulou has never had this dish.

From Boss Xu's slightly apologetic eyes, it can be seen that Boss Xu really has no interest in this little dried fish.

But Yuan Qiu doesn't intend to give up. She lives in Uncle Zhang's house now, so she naturally knows what is the most important thing in Uncle Zhang's house, that is, there are a lot of dried fish. On weekdays, Uncle Zhang casts a net and can catch big fish, but more Most of them are small fish, and these small fish will die soon after landing, so they can’t sell them at a good price. When the weather is a little hotter, they will smell bad as soon as they are brought to the market, which will affect the sales of big fish, so they sell them Every time the small fish caught are dried into small fish.

"Boss Xu, small dried fish is not only eaten by the poor, many wealthy people also like to eat it, it's just that they need to take care of their dignity, so they pretend that they don't like to eat this kind of low-grade food, but if the dried fish is made into high-grade A high-grade dish will definitely become a delicacy, and this small dried fish is cheap, and for Jufulou, it is much more profitable than those delicacies from mountains and seas."

As long as you are a businessman, who would not be tempted to hear that there are lucrative ways to make money? Xu Changqing is no exception.

Hearing Yuan Qiu's words, he immediately became interested: "Oh? How can we make the salted fish high-grade?"

Yuan Qiu frowned and smiled slightly, glanced at the not-so-busy kitchen at the moment, and said, "It's better to do a lot than to talk a lot. I'll make a dish for you to try."

Xu Changqing immediately smiled. Since he tasted Yuan Qiu's cooking last time, he has never forgotten it these days. Although Yuan Qiu left the method to him, the taste of these cooks is always inferior to Yuan Qiu's. .