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Chapter 71 Yang Zishan is Not Simple

"That's right. Our county recently held a food festival. If you have confidence in your dishes, I think you can give it a try."

"If you can win an award in the food festival, you will have unexpected benefits at that time. Not only will your popularity be promoted, but the price will also be higher than what you sell now."

After listening to Yang Zishan's words, Wu Xiaoshan's eyes lit up.

Although he was born in a rural area, he is not an idiot who knows nothing.

If he can really win an award at the food festival, he can completely register his own dishes as brands or trademarks, and then he will be able to completely embark on the high-end line.Not to mention 50 yuan a catty of vegetables, even 100 yuan is not a dream.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, Wu Xiaoshan immediately nodded and said, "Okay, I must participate!"

Next, Wu Xiaoshan asked Yang Zishan about the relevant information and details of the food festival. After confirming that the problem was not serious, he took some fish and vegetable samples from the restaurant and drove towards the county seat.

The food festival is held in Yunliu County, but the place of registration is in the most prosperous Wanda Plaza in Yunliu County.

When Wu Xiaoshan arrived, he found a middle-aged fat man with fair skin sitting in the middle of the registration point, and there were several staff members beside him.

The middle-aged fat man glanced at Wu Xiaoshan, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, and said calmly, "Are you a chef?"

"No."

"Then why are you here?" the middle-aged fat man said displeased.

"The competition rules didn't say that you must be a chef to participate?" Wu Xiaoshan replied.

The middle-aged Panzi sneered. He looked at Wu Xiaoshan and sneered, "It's true that it's not stated in the competition rules, but all the contestants in previous food festivals are chefs. Do you think you can beat them?"

"Of course, because I am very confident in the vegetables I grow!" Wu Xiaoshan said and took out the mandarin fish and a Chinese cabbage he brought over.

Wu Xiaoshan's actions immediately drew ridicule from the nearby people.

"That's why you have the nerve to show it off?"

"Mandarin fish may be rare in your village, but it's everywhere in the county town, young man."

"And your rotten Chinese cabbage on the street, it's really ridiculous!"

"Pfft, I thought this kid could come up with something rare..."

The middle-aged fat man and the onlookers had said almost the same thing, and said with a half-smile: "Is there anything else besides these?"

"No, I'm going to cook a stewed mandarin fish and a stir-fried Chinese cabbage. Anyway, your organizer provided the seasoning and equipment, didn't you? I'll cook them when the time comes." Wu Xiaoshan said eloquently.

Although he is not a professional chef, and the dishes he usually cooks are not very tasty, but he is very confident in his dishes.

"Bullshit!"

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the middle-aged fat man's face darkened, and he said angrily: "Although the food festival has a low threshold, it's not just for a sensationalist like you to mess around. Hurry up, I won't sign up for you." Qualified!"

Wu Xiaoshan immediately became angry. He poked his neck and said, "Why didn't you admit me? Are braised mandarin fish in braised mandarin fish and stir-fried Chinese cabbage not up-to-date? Do you dare to say that you have never eaten these two dishes?"

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you. If you don't leave, don't blame me for calling the security guard to throw you out!" the middle-aged fat man said impatiently.

"Where are your leaders, I want to complain to you!" Of course Wu Xiaoshan was not afraid of the middle-aged fat man, he said without flinching.

"Go and complain, I'll see who will take care of you." Regarding Wu Xiaoshan's threat, the middle-aged fat man was not at all moved, and instead encouraged him.

Just as he finished speaking, suddenly, several staff members beside him quickly stood up, and respectfully said to a middle-aged man with glasses who was slowly approaching not far away: "Hello, Mr. Liu!" !"

When the middle-aged fat man heard the words, he quickly straightened his body and greeted him respectfully.

Following the eyes of everyone, Wu Xiaoshan immediately saw a middle-aged man wearing a polo shirt, a handbag, and a famous watch striding over.

Wu Xiaoshan was about to go to Mr. Liu to complain about the middle-aged fat man, but before he could speak, he saw Liu Wei following Mr. Liu.

Your grandpa, why is this guy here? He seems to have a good relationship with Mr. Liu...

Wu Xiaoshan always felt that something was wrong, and after thinking about it, he wanted to leave.

At this moment, Liu Wei happened to see him, and before he got close, he shouted loudly: "Hey, isn't this Wu Xiaoshan? What a coincidence...you also want to sign up for the food festival?"

Wu Xiaoshan had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "That's what it means."

Although the two didn't say much, anyone with a discerning eye could see the smell of gunpowder between them.

The middle-aged fat man rolled his eyes, thinking that you still want to sue me, how can I beat you to death?
Thinking of this, he explained with a smile: "Boy, don't you have a problem with me? Our president Liu is here, you can complain to him."

At this time, Mr. Liu had already learned the basic information of Wu Xiaoshan from Liu Wei. After listening to the middle-aged fat man, he said to Wu Xiaoshan meaningfully: "Do you want to complain about our staff?"

Wu Xiaoshan didn't speak.

The middle-aged fat man immediately proudly said: "Mr. Liu, this kid is not even a chef, so I disqualified him on the spot, but he refused to accept it and said he would sue me!"

Not only the middle-aged fat man, but even Liu Wei looked at Wu Xiaoshan as if he were a fool.

However, Mr. Liu didn't do anything, his eyes were fixed on Wu Xiaoshan's packaging bag containing mandarin fish and Chinese cabbage.

After a while, he said hoarsely, "Are you signing up on behalf of the Red Maple Leaf Hotel?"

As soon as this remark came out, Liu Wei's eyelids twitched, and he vaguely guessed something.

Wu Xiaoshan nodded and said noncommittally: "It is indeed Mr. Yang who asked me to come."

The middle-aged fat man didn't know what kind of charades the two of them were playing. He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. Just when he was about to say something, Mr. Liu's expression changed and he looked at him viciously.

"What's the matter with you, as the group leader of the registration team, how can you cancel other people's registration qualifications at will for personal gain, you are simply messing around!"

Others may only know that Yang Zishan is just the owner of a big restaurant, but as a high-level executive of the Yunliu County Food Festival, he knows how terrifying energy Yang Zishan's family contains.

Since this kid is the representative sent by Yang Zishan, no matter what his status is, he cannot offend him.

"I'm sorry Mr. Liu, I..."

The middle-aged fat man broke out in a cold sweat. He wanted to explain, but Mr. Liu interrupted him without hesitation, and said angrily: "What are you, get the hell out of here, this month's bonus is gone, reflect on yourself Next, if I find out that there is a next time, you pack up and leave!"

"Yes, Mr. Liu." The middle-aged fat man turned pale with fright, and ran away in despair after speaking.

When Mr. Liu saw this, his complexion eased, and he said with a smile on his face: "Little brother, what's your name? By the way, what is the name of the dish you signed up for this time?"

(End of this chapter)