To accompany my daughter, I worked as a chef in the kindergarten

Chapter 110 Beauty, how about a portion of pickled fish?

"Haha, boss, I haven't been here for a few days, I didn't expect you to still remember me!"

Ye Chen smiled. If he were an ordinary person, he would have forgotten it long ago.

But Yang Shu left a deep impression on him, not that he was a rich second generation, but that Yang Shu was a special rich second generation.

He invites his brothers to dinner and spends a lot of money, and he doesn't hesitate to slap the money-worshiping girl in the face.

What's more important is that he especially loves to eat his own food!

And it’s to the point of obsession!

Based on this alone, Ye Chen couldn't hate him anymore!

How can a person who loves delicious food be a bad person?

"Boss, how have you considered what I told you last time?"

"What happened?" Ye Chen was stunned for a moment. There were too many things going on every day, and he really couldn't remember what Yang Shu had said to him.

Could it be that the egg fried rice had a few more eggs and I forgot to add them?

You shouldn't remember this kind of thing for a long time, right?

"It's about the chicken feet! I went back and discussed it with my dad. He was very supportive of my idea of ​​starting a business. He also gave me a factory and start-up capital and let me go ahead and do it!"

Ye Chen remembered what he had said before, making chicken feet into vacuum-packed food and selling them all over the country.

I have to say that Yang Shu’s execution ability is really strong. As I said last time, it took less than half a month and he had already completed all the preparations.

The problem is that I never promised him from the beginning to the end.

"Are you so sure I will agree?"

Yang Shu smiled: "Hey, are there still people who are willing to make money without making a profit? With your craftsmanship, it tastes better than most chicken feet on the market. This is a business that is obviously profitable!"

"The problem is I don't have that much time."

"There's no need to worry anymore. I'll buy the chicken feet formula directly and let the factory mass-produce it. I don't need to waste your time."

While the two were talking, a girl came over.

Su Qingyin came up to meet her. She was very impressed with her. She was the girl who came to eat pickled fish last time.

"what do you want to eat?"

Chen Shuyue seemed to be in a good mood, and she said with a smile: "Miss, let's have a piece of pickled fish. By the way, add a piece of white rice."

"OK, just a second."

Last time she just broke up with the scumbag, her face was very bad, and she started crying in the middle of eating.

Now it looks like she's stepping out with a smile on her face.

This recovery speed is a bit fast.

Su Qingyin told Ye Chen what to order, and he opened the big pot and started making pickled fish.

As for what Yang Shu just said, he really didn't expect this.

Those vacuum-packed chicken feet must be produced in large quantities. It is really too slow to rely on manpower alone.

"Yes, but in addition to cash, I also require 10% of the profit from the chicken feet!"

"Boss Ye, I didn't expect you to be knowledgeable in this field!" Yang Shu was a little surprised. What he originally thought was to pay for Ye Chen's chicken feet formula in one go, and then sit back and wait to make money.

Although the one-time investment is large, all the subsequent income will be your own.

He didn't expect Ye Chen to ask for a share, but it didn't matter, it was just 10%. He believed that with the taste of this chicken feet, it would be a matter of time before it became popular all over the country.

Not to mention being the leader in the chicken feet industry, there is no problem in being in the top three.

Then just sit back and make money.

Moreover, there is another benefit to giving Ye Chen a share, that is, his income is directly linked to the sales of chicken feet.

In order to get more income, he will definitely continue to develop new flavors. After everyone gets tired of one flavor, another flavor can be launched.

And in addition to chicken feet, pork belly and braised beef, these can all be vacuum packed! Even egg fried rice is possible!

The money earned by then will not only be from chicken feet.

Take a bank card and throw it in front of your father's eyes. Look, your son can also make money, and he won't just gnaw at his old age!

It feels so good to think about it!

By then, I can ask my dad to buy me a supercar again!

"Then I'll bring the contract next time. Let's sign a contract? Boss Ye can even visit the factory if he wants to. It's in this city anyway."

Yang Shu knew that Ye Chen had always had strict requirements on food safety, so he deliberately said this to reassure him.

"Okay, what do you want to eat this time?"

"Is this pickled fish?" Yang Shu's mouth watered when he smelled the pungent and sour aroma.

I haven't eaten for several days and can taste new products as soon as I come back. Is there anything more exciting than this?

Ye Chen nodded: "It's a pity that you came late, and the last one was bought by that girl."

"Hey, hey, I was obviously here first!"

"You came first, but you kept talking to me, and you didn't order anything."

Yang Shu glanced at the girl behind him and strode over.

He is a person who can give up beauty for delicious food. He must eat this pickled fish today!

Ye Chen was too lazy to care. Although Yang Shu was a rich second generation, his behavior was not annoying, and he didn't think Yang Shu would do anything excessive.

Chen Shuyue raised her head and frowned. The two seemed to be arguing, but after a few words, she smiled.

Yang Shu turned around and walked over with a smile on his face: "It's done, she agreed to eat a pickled fish with me. By the way, boss, two more boneless chicken feet and two egg fried rice, I'll pay you one piece at a time .”

"What did you tell him?"

Yang Shu shrugged his shoulders: "I didn't say anything. I just asked if I could have a pickled fish with pickled vegetables. You can order the rest as you like. This meal is mine."

Good guys, these are two foodies getting together!

Soon, the dishes he needed were brought to the table.

Smelling the fragrant food on the table, the two of them buried their heads in eating. During this period, they didn't care to communicate, and they only saw the delicious food in front of them.

This is probably the best place for a true foodie.

When it came to the last piece of pickled fish, the two of them looked at each other, took out their chopsticks at the same time in perfect agreement, and picked up the piece of pickled fish.

They communicated with each other with their eyes, and no one was willing to take a step back. The intensity of their hands did not decrease, and their faces were all red from holding back.

In the end, they seemed to reach an agreement, and the piece of pickled fish was cut into two halves. This was considered a satisfactory solution.

The two of them touched their slightly bulging bellies and felt that they were full now.

Ye Chen looked at them and was quite moved in his heart.

This is probably what true foodies are like!

From another perspective, this is also an affirmation of one's own craftsmanship.

After all, if the pickled fish is unpalatable, they will never react like this.

Yang Shu came over and paid: "Boss, let's make an appointment. I'll bring the contract next time. How about adding a contact number to discuss specific cooperation matters?"

Ye Chen nodded and added Yang Shu's contact information.

Selling the chicken feet formula is a lot of money. It would take a long time for me to set up a stall to earn so much.

(End of this chapter)