C939 It Was Yang Song's Idea
Take their limelight again.
This time, he used it well. One look and one could tell that he was very experienced.
Nozawa said, "I am already preparing. After the summer banquet ends, we will hold a food exchange event. When the time comes, we will think of a way to get Yang Soong to participate as well."
They just happened to be able to find out what Yang Soong was up to.
"What if he doesn't come?" "He looks serious every time he cooks. He is relaxed. Maybe he is not ambitious," the doctor said.
Yang Soong might be able to do it. Yang Soong probably did not care about their exchange of food.
"My skill in Mandarin is very average. What about you?" Jadechiro Jadechiro Jadechiro asked again.
When it came to cooking and communicating, it was mainly about communicating and cooking.
Communication mainly relied on talking.
It was very likely that inter-national communication didn't work.
Nozawa's proficiency in Mandarin was even more ordinary.
"Or do you think Yang Soong can speak what language?" Kintaro Julijirou asked Nozawa in a depressed manner. How did he forget about the difference in language?
"I have checked Yang Soong's information. He is only familiar with one language, which is his native language. He may not know the language of which country at all." Nozawa said.
"We need to prepare a translation. A professional translator. We need to familiarize ourselves with the chef's translation," Nozawa said.
There were a lot of professional vocabulary in the cooking field. If he accidentally found an unreliable translator, the information he received would be completely different.
"Actually, there's another way."
"Just say it."
"Let's learn Mandarin."
"F * ck off."
The two of them parted unhappily.
On the food street of Luocheng, the entrance of the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion was covered with a awning. There were new tables and chairs below, and quite a number of people were sitting and waiting for noodles to eat.
"Brother Song's new noodles look really comfortable. It's even more comfortable to eat."
"He has never let us down."
"Did everyone notice that Brother Song's new dishes are being released much faster recently?"
"I noticed it a long time ago. What happened?"
"Or was he stimulated?"
"Curiosity killed the cat. Why do you care so much?" Wang Yao asked. Have a good meal."
Lucky Zhao ended the topic. He took a mouthful of urine and beef balls, and a mouthful of noodles.
He ate very skillfully. When the Urine Cow Pill exploded, he immediately stirred up the meat ribbon noodles with chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth. That mouthful of fresh noodles could instantly allow one to attain Dao and become an immortal.
Compared to the urination of the beef ball, the price of three strands of noodles could be said to be a relative of the people. It was only a hundred yuan.
The four new types of noodles produced by the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion only cost one hundred yuan.
The foodies in the group were all crazy.
"I don't even dare to think about it. One day, Brother Song's noodles cost only 100 RMB!"
"If you can't buy it for 100 dollars, you'll lose out. If you can't buy it, you'll fall for it."
"It's a discount. Brother Song's noodles are sold cheaply for a hundred dollars."
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Yang Soong set the price of the new noodles at 100 RMB and specifically stated that it was a special price.
"Brother-in-law, what's the official price?"
"You don't need to know." "This noodles will be discounted for three years," Yang Soong said.
"What?" Meng Shijia was shocked and asked, "Which restaurant will give a discount of three years?"
That was not how promotions were conducted.
Moreover, the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion did not need a promotion at all.
Another customer sincerely asked Yang Soong, "Brother Song, the price is too low. There are too many people queuing up. Why don't you raise the price?"
Yang Soong said, "I won't raise the price. The food in Hundred Phoenix Pavilion is the price of conscience. You can't raise the price randomly."
Yang Soong had his own principles.
"Do you plan to restore the original price after three years?"
"Yes."
"Yes," Meng Shijia said. "Brother-in-law, you should tell me what the original price is. The guest might ask."
He had to let the guest know how great the discount was.
Yang Soong thought it made sense. "The original price is 699."
Meng Shijia grabbed his hair. "It's lower than 20%."
"How can you sell it at such a high price?"
He was going crazy.
"Six hundred and ninety-nine, six hundred and ninety-nine!"
"Five hundred and ninety-nine!"
"How many days has it been sold for?"
"We're losing money."
Yang Soong nodded. "Yes, we are losing money."
Meng Shijia cried bitterly. "You still want to pay for it for three years," he said.
Yang Soong had lost at least a few hundred thousand.
"In fact, it's five hundred thousand." Yang Soong did not care. "Not much."
He was not short of money!
He had lost 500,000 yuan in five days. Was that too little?
Meng Shijia almost exploded on the spot. "Five hundred thousand yuan. Someone in the coach can clean the table for me."
Yang Soong said, "Don't be so petty. I am giving back to my new and old client."
Many people liked to eat Hundred Phoenix Pavilion. Most people couldn't afford it. They could only look at it at the door or on their phone screens.
The food in the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion wasn't cheap. The cheapest was grilled chives with Braised Glutens, or else it would be beer and broth powder.
Yang Soong felt a little guilty that he had asked people to line up and only ate a portion of Yang Soongs that did not care if they were full.
The noodles were just right.
"Cooked foods can be accepted by most people. Delicious food can help to fill one's stomach and also nourish one's stomach. They are very suitable for new and old customers." Yang Soong said.
"There's no need for it to be so cheap, is there?"
Who would sell 699 noodles for 100 RMB?
Was Yang Soong full? He said, "Alright, not bad. It's not even a little bit more than a zero."
A truly rich person would not only be skilled in money.
The change is 99 RMB. If you sell it for 100 RMB, it will only be 1 RMB more than the change. " Meng Shijia stretched out a finger and said angrily.
He was even more reluctant than Yang Soong, who had lost money.
"It's just money, don't be stingy." Yang Soong tried to persuade his brother-in-law.
"Five hundred thousand. You need a discount. Three years, at least ten million yuan is gone."
Yang Soong said, "Brother-in-law, are you self-taught in mathematics? Five days to pay five hundred thousand yuan, which is one hundred thousand yuan a day. Three years, you have to pay at least one hundred million yuan. "
Mathematics was not good. Don't blame the physical education teacher. It was common knowledge that the physical education teacher was sick all year round. His class was either occupied by the mathematics teacher or other teachers. He was a humble teacher who had no presence and only appeared in his lines.
Meng Shijia felt like his whole body was about to split apart. "So, you are so proud to pay more than 100 million yuan in three years?"
Yang Soong said, "At first, I didn't think that I could be so proud at first."
He did a good thing.
"You are suffering from Qi deviation. I will go and talk to my sister." Meng Shijia went to complain to his sister again.
Yang Soong could do whatever he wanted.
As expected, when they were resting in the afternoon, Yang Soong saw Meng Shijia writing a check with a sullen face.
"Your sister asked you to reflect on yourself. Why didn't she tell you what was wrong?" Yang Soong said.
"Brother-in-law, you saved me. I've reflected on myself for a long time. I wiped the table three times, but I still can't figure out what I was wrong about." Meng Shijia looked miserable.
"My sister asked me to reflect on the seven big mistakes."
"But I just remembered one."
Yang Soong wanted to laugh. "What did you remember?"0
"I shouldn't have told her about you. This is an act of a villain. It is a disgrace." Meng Shijia opened his mouth. He was very familiar with it.
It was obvious that he had made mistakes for many years.
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