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Chapter 770: What Do the Data Explain

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When asked this, Proprietor Chang instantly became proud: "Look at what you're saying, when has our Chang Le Ju ever been unreliable?"

He opened the menu: "You can flip further back, it's the old rule, the test reports are all here, you are welcome to bring the dishes to the testing center at any time!"

Not to mention Proprietor Chang, there were more than a hundred fans in the online store who had taken them for testing.

But what was the result? This group of people was just like the local vegetable-buying group that wouldn't increase fans no matter what. After reacting, not a single friend was recommended!

It's as if they could grab it if they had friends coming over.

Only Song Tan's family had never tested it. Professor Song had tested everything from water and soil to air and various samples when he came, but he had plans in mind and was prepared to do it all at once after winter, so he didn't mention it……

So at this moment, the chubby old man looked at the pile of test reports with data, couldn't help but frown, pout his lips, and tilt his head back……

"This data isn't particularly outstanding!" Of course, they just need to ensure it's healthy.

Actually, for this data, Proprietor Chang had tested it twice and still didn't understand why it tasted so good. Later, it was Master Chen who snorted coldly:

"Everything needs data…… Then you test wild shepherd's purse and greenhouse shepherd's purse, you see which data is better, and which tastes better?"

"Little Chang—you are twenty years younger than me, is it okay for me to call you that?"

But!

Actually, what I discussed with Old Zhao was—our own instant food, under the current competition of various products, although it has a certain market share, it really has no highlights.

At this moment, when he said this theory, if nothing else, the Chinese people would definitely believe it—because that's just how it is! These wild vegetables don't have the balanced nutrients of greenhouse vegetables, but they are definitely more flavorful!

So much so that when I waved to call Proprietor Chang, the other party came quickly, as if letting the other party wait for one more minute was a crime.

Feeling that his life was too hard, he decisively retreated when he was ahead, found a reliable manager, and enjoyed his life at home.

But today, the usually approachable Mrs. Zhao stood in the courtyard of Chang Le Ju, illuminated by the dim lights, making her posture incomparably straight and upright, as if she could be crowned at any time.

And Sui Xiaoming, whose belly was so round that the zipper of her skirt burst open, sucked in her stomach, holding her posture like a proud swan without a belly, deeply regretting not wearing sportswear.

Now that she had finished eating and thought of her own business, she couldn't even wait for the night, preferring to stand with her belly out to talk to Proprietor Chang.

It's really fragrant, woo woo woo!!! It would be fine if I hadn't eaten it, but the employee meal at seven o'clock was Tremella soup! I know the taste, how can I endure it now, woo woo woo……

Mrs. Zhao laughed, not saying whether she believed it or not, but went straight to the point:

Proprietor Chang instantly became vigilant: "Sister, you are trying to steal my rice bowl!"

This time Proprietor Chang didn't refuse—the quantity was so large, the other party couldn't possibly supply it, why worry?

Since that's the case, why not start from the taste—for example, if the vegetable packet in the instant noodles was replaced with this store's high-priced vegetables?

The people sitting in the seats were steady, accurate, and ruthless. If they were robbed of food, their expressions were as fierce as if they were negotiating. The action of loosening the belt was so frequent that when the waiter went in to collect the dishes, the plates and bowls were all shining, and not even a piece of vegetable stalk was left.

Proprietor Chang suddenly realized!

Everyone accepted it happily, and before the chubby old man could react, they reached out quickly. By the time he came back to his senses, let alone the rice soup, even the plates of green vegetables on the table didn't have a few stalks left!

One sells mass-market instant food, starting from three or four yuan a pack. If it weren't for that, how could Mrs. Zhao be so sensitive to price even with her good days now? That's all the hard-earned money she earned penny by penny.

Proprietor Chang also knew her situation, and frowned at this moment: "Sister, it's not that I intentionally hid it, it's just that this family's production is really not high—you just look at the limited supply I have, if it were really sufficient, why would I be so stingy?"

He just asked curiously: "Sister, the price of this family is really high, isn't it a bit too wasteful to use it for instant food?"

The surveillance on the corridor was watched closely tonight, determined not to give any employee a chance to make a mistake……

And that white rice! Why only give one bowl per person!

Mrs. Zhao instantly pursed her lips—almost hiccuped, dangerous, managed to hold it back!

She was silent for a while before saying: "Your supplier is incredible—does he have any intention to add another partner?"

But she also started with a small business, watching her own product market share decline year by year, and she was also anxious.

With core competitiveness, even if the price increases by one or two yuan for the sake of cost, as long as the taste is sufficient, contemporary young people will not be stingy.

"Help me ask, if the other party is willing to cooperate, I have several factories here that can sign agreements at any time."

This is the same reason as covering the belly no matter how hot it is when sleeping—it just doesn't make sense.

……

Mrs. Zhao smiled: "I want to try developing another project."

And hated herself for being too responsible—can't I just be a rich lady who eats, drinks, and plays? Why am I still so worried when the business is entrusted to a manager?

Mrs. Zhao was wearing a skirt suit today, very beautiful, making her round and plump figure look extra good. And her usually very friendly smile was even more invincible in social situations.

"Yes, yes! There's nothing to be stingy about, this is what should be done—Sister, any instructions?" Don't look at Proprietor Chang complaining about President Zhao's thick skin, his own skin wasn't thin either, and he climbed up the pole at this moment.

Everyone sat upright, not a single one slumped, if everyone was wearing a suit, this scene would be more serious than a shareholders' meeting.

Looking closer, everyone was in their own bowls and plates, eating or not, the main thing was to be the first to act!

The cilantro beef flavor was unique, the tiger skin green pepper was thick and salty, the green onion tofu was clear and white, and the chive box was so juicy that one couldn't bear to drop it……

She has a straightforward personality. When she said she would transform, she transformed, successfully bringing the family's old enterprise to life and making it big.

Mrs. Zhao smiled reservedly: "Don't worry, I just sell instant food, there's no competition with your proper catering."

The steamed crown daisy was tender, soft, and fragrant, the stir-fried water spinach was crispy, the chili sauce bean stir-fried egg was fragrant and went well with rice, and the baby cabbage was tender and oily, crunching when bitten.

And the waiters and delivery staff wore masks, their expressions were as serious as if they were delivering bombs when serving and collecting dishes. They knew masks could block the smell, but they still held their breath, afraid that one sniff would lead to eternal regret……

Each private room was quiet, with only the clinking of cups and plates and the sound of chewing. Occasionally, a roar or argument would break out, but it would soon quiet down. ===== CHAPTER 771 =====

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