Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 685 - Chapter 685 685. Exclusive supply_1

Chapter 685: 685. Exclusive supply_1 Chapter 685: 685. Exclusive supply_1 Song Tan explained the situation clearly, “Are you sure they will accept it?”

“Yes!”

Any chef worth their salt pursues quality ingredients. Just like Seventh Uncle tasted the flavors and rushed back to his hometown, Chef Qian couldn’t resist either.

Moreover, having been a chef for decades, he could make decisions in the kitchen! Now that he had encountered such high-quality produce, not seizing this opportunity would be like failing to pick up a pie falling from the sky!

Therefore, he was especially certain, “Our young boss is planning to turn Changleju into a private restaurant, and we need some high-quality vegetables to enhance its status.”

They didn’t have money, nor were they willing to spend money competing with the opposite eco-garden on reviews, offline, and online marketing. But if they turned into a private restaurant, they wouldn’t need any reputation in these areas at all–

Posting on those review websites as a private restaurant would actually devalue it!

Besides, wasn’t that eco-garden touting green and healthy living? Talking about raising their own chickens, growing their own vegetables… In the end, wasn’t it the same as every other garden’s care?

They didn’t fuss about eco or wellness; with high-quality vegetables brought in, good or bad, the customers would know right away!

This kind of silent superiority wasn’t stronger than the flashy marketing of the others?

Chef Qian thought of many things–

Old Song’s apprentice was reluctantly acting as the head chef, wasn’t he? Let’s see how cold the welcome would be when the time came, whether he could still be glorious!

The little ingrate, having learned a few things, now dared to be ungrateful and disdainful. He had tasted his cooking; it hadn’t improved in decades!

At his age, he was still learning new techniques. Honestly, even if the young boss didn’t renovate their restaurant, Chef Qian could outlast anyone!

But now…

He munched on a cucumber with a triumphant smile.

Now, just serving these cucumbers cut up could crush the competition!

Oh, just thinking about such a situation was a sheer delight from head to toe, how wonderful!

Thinking so made him feel a bit lonely at the top!

Seeing Chef Qian so sure, Song Tan quickly nodded in agreement,

“OK, then let’s sign a letter of intent first–are you looking for an exclusive or a non-exclusive contract?”

“Exclusive! Definitely exclusive!” Chef Qian answered promptly.

He knew the value of Song Tan’s produce and, considering the benefits of an exclusive deal, he made up his mind on the spot.

“Whatever vegetables are grown in the field, your job is only to package and weigh them; you needn’t do anything else.”

“We’ll handle everything. For an exclusive contract, we’ll pay double your supply rate–but it must cover everything except for Old Zhao’s local supply.”

The vegetables from Song Tan’s family were genuinely worth it!

So this condition was not harsh; in fact, it was quite generous. Moreover, with Song Tan’s confidence in her farm products, she wasn’t at all afraid of them backing out.

She looked at Seventh Uncle, and seeing him nod in agreement, evidently trusting Chef Qian’s integrity completely, she also agreed readily,

“OK! But right now we don’t have much produce. When the first crops are ready, you can send someone over to sign the official contract.”

Professor Song’s ordered seeds had not yet arrived, and even the fastest-growing bok choy or water spinach would take a month to mature.

But for Chef Qian, wasn’t this timing just perfect?

After all, the restaurant needed time for its renovation.

Meanwhile, Zhang Yanping took a taxi to the bus station and got directly onto the village shuttle back to Yunqiao Village.

From the taxi to the village, a flat rate of 200. The village shuttle, 25 yuan, right to the doorstep. Zhang Yanping, having spent time with Song Tan, had already learned how to live frugally.

Of course, the village-wide bus service isn’t without its shortcomings. For example, it’s just past 9 a.m., but the next bus back to the village isn’t until 10 a.m.

Fortunately for Zhang Yanping, as long as he had escaped his home, even sitting on the bus made him feel the air of freedom, and it gave him a chance to sort out his thoughts–

Specifically, how was he going to communicate with his aunt Tantan and the others once he got back to the village to keep the lie going?

Pitifully, apart from Song Tan, there were only two young girls in the entire Yunqiao Village: the village secretary Zu Jun and the local Doctor Guo.

They were all so familiar with each other; using any of them as a shield was too inappropriate!

He sat there with a frown, utterly unable to come up with a better idea.

Just then, he heard someone outside the bus door ask in broken Mandarin, “Is this the bus to Yunqiao Village?”

“Yes!” the driver, while scanning with a trembling voice, didn’t even lift his head, “Find a seat for yourself, we’re leaving at 10 o’clock. The fare is twenty-five, okay!”

However, Zhang Yanping looked up and felt something was off–

At the front was a tall, burly middle-aged man, followed by a petite woman with a weathered face. Behind her were two young, tall, and skinny men.

These were definitely not people from Yunqiao Village.

That’s what Zhang Yanping subconsciously thought.

But then he reconsidered: No, that’s not right; though he had been in the village for a while, there weren’t many people there. Perhaps they were locals returning from jobs elsewhere?

But those returning from jobs elsewhere would have luggage with them, wouldn’t they…

He had all these random thoughts, merely as a way to divert his complex mindset. Yet to these newcomers, the sight of a sullen-faced, muscular man sitting at the side, with brows tightly furrowed and eyes fixed firmly on them, was as intimidating as a mob boss!

So much so that, although they had appeared quite assertive at first, for some reason, they now shrank back to the other side, looking guilty.

The middle-aged woman who had been following the burly man was particularly cautious, inching toward the front seats while frequently glancing back at Zhang Yanping.

Zhang Yanping: …

Was it his fault for being darker and more robust?

He was such a simple and honest young man; why was everyone looking at him with prejudice?!

With that thought, he glared even more angrily in their direction.

And in the next moment, the middle-aged woman shuddered, quickly hugged her small bag, and sat down obediently in her seat, too scared to move.

Zhang Yanping: …

He just closed his eyes and pulled out his earphones, deciding to ignore everyone for the rest of the trip.

Gradually, the bus started in his half-asleep state and expertly turned onto the road.

After a shaky, bumpy ride that lasted over an hour, when Zhang Yanping opened his eyes again, the bus had already returned to the village and was heading towards Song Tan’s house.

But on closer inspection, why were those people still on the bus?

In such hot weather, with no luggage on them, they didn’t look like they were returning to the village!

Plus, seeing each one of them with tight nerves and furrowed brows… Zhang Yanping became wary.

At this point, he slowly stood up and made his way to the front, asking, “You all seem unfamiliar. You aren’t from this village, are you?”

“No, no!”

The middle-aged woman, clutching her bag and shrinking to one side, shook her head like a rattle, now speaking in a timid tone:

“We… we are just here to look for someone, we don’t mean anything else…”

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