Gourmet Food Supplier Chapter 971
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“Brother Wei, I’m telling you, in truth, there isn’t much meat on the chicken wings . It is all bones,” Wang Hong said . “I have a skewer of streaky pork here . Brother Wei, since you have been taking care of me, I am willing to trade for your chicken wing with my streaky pork . ”
“You are too polite,” said Mr . Wei as he lifted the BBQ chicken wing .
When Wang Hong saw that, he could no longer stop himself from smiling .
Wang Hong said, “You’re welcome, you’re welcome . I have always enjoyed helping others . In fact, I will help some granny cross the road on a weekly basis . ”
As Wei Wei was having a sore throat, she was not eating any of the BBQ food but she still waited there for her father obediently . When she saw the smile on Wang Hong’s face, she mourned for him . What a naive young man .
At the instant when Wang Hong’s streaky pork was about to switch places with Mr . Wei’s chicken wing, Mr . Wei abruptly withdrew his hand .
“Alright, stop faking it . I know you love chicken wings,” Mr . Wei went straight to the point .
“…” Wang Hong was petrified . How had Mr . Wei realized that?
Yuan Zhou was also rendered speechless by this scene . He had seen many natural schemers such as Meng Meng, but this was his first time seeing a natural fool .
How did Mr . Wei kick off his career? Sales . A good salesman would definitely have a keen sense of observation .
Under Mr . Wei’s gaze, Wang Hong admitted defeat . He spoke frankly, “I really love chicken wings . Mr . Wei, can we trade? Streaky pork is very nice too . ”
“That is an unfair trade,” Mr . Wei shook his head .
Wang Hong looked at the streaky pork and said, “How is this not fair? Boss Yuan’s BBQ ingredients are all top-notch ingredients . Although I don’t know what breed of pork this is, but it is definitely the best pork there is . ”
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“That is not how things should be valued,” Mr . Wei said . “You love chicken wings . That’s your favorite food . But streaky pork is not my favorite . Therefore, if we conduct this trade, it will be a loss for me . Am I right?”
Wang Hong pondered and found the reasoning logical .
“Therefore, if you really want to trade, you have to show some sincerity and give me a satisfactory offer,” said Mr . Wei .
“How about a skewer of ham on top of the streaky pork?” Wang Hong clenched his teeth and offered .
Mr . Wei replied with a question, “When doing business, it is important that the trade is one that both parties are willing to conduct . If I offered ham and beef for your chicken wing, will you agree to such a trade?”
“No… no, I won’t,” Wang Hong said after giving it a long thought .
“See, therefore, it is important to put oneself in someone else’s shoes . When you made your offer, did you put yourself in my shoes?” Mr . Wei asked .
Wang Hong shook his head by reflex .
Mr . Wei continued unhurriedly, “But don’t be ashamed . In reality, people that will actually put themselves in someone else’s shoes are very few . Now, it is time to change the shame in your heart into compensation for me . Tell me again, what do you offer for my chicken wing?”
Wang Hong was already in complete confusion .
“I’m not trying to rush you, but you have to be quick about it . This is for the sake of you having a nice chicken wing, also for the sake of the quality of what I will get during the trade . If we keep talking, the chicken wing will get cold and won’t be as delicious anymore,” said Mr . Wei seriously .
“Father,” Wei Wei whispered and said in a voice only they could hear, “Don’t bully him too much . ”
Mr . Wei turned and looked at her daughter . He nodded in agreement with a smile on his face . When Wang Hong heard Mr . Wei rushing him, he immediately spoke, “Streaky pork, ham, and beef, and also a skewer of potato for your chicken wing . ”
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“I can feel your sincerity,” said Mr . Wei with a nod .
Joyfully, Wang Hong gazed at the chicken wing, waiting for the trade to be completed .
“But to thank you for your sincerity, I will only take the streaky pork, beef, and ham . You can keep the potato for yourself,” said Mr . Wei as he handed the chicken wing over .
Mr . Wei showed mercy because of her daughter . Otherwise, Wang Hong wouldn’t even have the potato left .
“Thank you, Mr . Wei,” Wang Hong’s wish was fulfilled . He finally got his chicken wing .
Yuan Zhou was trying his best to hold his laughter in . Wang Hong was actually thanking Mr . Wei after such a trade .
In truth, Wang Hong wasn’t stupid . Rather, he was simply stubborn . It would be hard for a person like this to change his mind the moment he had his eyes set on something .
In the heat of the moment, he would only think of how to show sincerity . When he had the time to calm down, he would realize that he got tricked .
Of course, he would not calm down that fast . After all, Yuan Zhou’s chicken wing was truly too delicious .
The skin of the chicken wing was glossy and fair, and all the feathers had been cleanly removed . The meat was fresh and springy .
After it was done roasting, the skin would be crispy and slightly burnt . No complicated condiments were required . Just a tiny sprinkle of salt to improve the taste was sufficient .
Before roasting, Yuan Zhou had already marinated the chicken wings . Thus, there was no weird smell left on it .
When Wang Hong bit on it, first, his teeth tore through the crispy skin before sinking into the tender and juicy meat .
The bones were chewed down by Wang Hong as well as they were similarly crispy . The addition of the salt also helped improve the flavor of the chicken .
Unfortunately, the wing was finished in a couple of bites . The remaining bones had been cleanly licked by Wang Hong .
“Delicious, too delicious . Boss Yuan, can you sell the chicken wing independently?” Wang Hong knew it was impossible, but he still tried asking .
Yuan Zhou was just done with another batch of BBQ . He proceeded to pass them to the other customers, not feeling like talking to this fellow .
When Mr . Wei was done eating, he stood up and gazed at Yuan Zhou . He obviously had something to say .
“Boss Yuan, I have something to discuss with you,” Mr . Wei said .
He was good with his timing as Yuan Zhou had just finished with the BBQ . Before the present customers were done eating, Yuan Zhou had some free time .
“I don’t like chicken wings,” Yuan Zhou first reminded Mr . Wei before gesturing him to start speaking .
“Oh…” Mr . Wei paused slightly before he spoke, “My rival is getting promoted tomorrow . I wonder if a promotion fits the requirement to book an All-Fish Banquet here . ”
“Promotion? Definitely,” Yuan Zhou nodded .
“Then I’ll trouble you tomorrow evening,” Mr . Wei said .
Yuan Zhou nodded . Inwardly, he was feeling curious . Why was Mr . Wei doing this for his rival?
Mr . Wei did not continue bothering Yuan Zhou . He left the restaurant with Wei Wei .
Mr . Wei did not drive here . Thus, he called for a taxi . There were many taxis in the vicinity of Taoxi Road . Thus, it did not take him long to get one .
In the car, Wei Wei asked, “Father, is the rival Uncle Lin Jiao?”
Mr . Wei nodded . Wei Wei’s curiosity was piqued as well . Lin Jiao and her father had a bad relationship . Why was her father arranging an All-Fish Banquet for his rival’s promotion?
That was too confusing . Wei Wei thought for a long time but could not understand .
In any case, she would know tomorrow . Hence, Wei Wei stopped thinking about it for now .
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