Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 761 - Chapter 761 Yes indeed _1

Chapter 761: Yes, indeed! _1 Chapter 761: Yes, indeed! _1 The anglers hemmed and hawed, hesitant and indecisive with much huffing and puffing, but ultimately, before anyone even arrived, three out of the first group of ten had already paid for a month.

They also covertly slipped into private chats with Zhang Yanping, “If Old Wang also pays, for heaven’s sake, don’t put me in the same room with him! I can’t stand his smelly feet!”

“If Old Lin pays up, don’t put him in the same room as me! He grinds his teeth and snores in his sleep, I can’t handle it!”

“If Old Lin and Old Wang both pay, you absolutely can’t put them in the same room as me! One has stinky feet, the other grinds his teeth, I just can’t stand it!”

Zhang Yanping: …Is this what middle-aged men’s friendship is like?

He considerately noted down these requests, and at the same time, he did not forget to create a sense of urgency, “It’s because you guys acted fast, currently there’s no one on the mountain. Those who are a step late won’t be able to make such demands.”

Afterward, with a hefty sum from the transfers in hand, he headed down the mountain to discuss commissions with Song Tan.

After all, now that there was a cafeteria providing meals, the previous profit-sharing partnership method with Seventh Uncle and Tantan was no longer suitable.

When Song Tan counted the commissions, her main focus was on doing as she pleased. In her eyes, 3,000 a month didn’t make much profit, merely “compensated labor” for the grass cutters.

In that case…

“You’ll get a 10% commission. But subsequent purchases they make don’t count.”

“Sure thing,” Zhang Yanping was thrilled, with such unorthodox avenues, who cares about puny wages! After all, one can’t truly live off wages–

Just as this thought crossed his mind, he heard Wu Lei protesting on the side, “Why on earth! I bring people over who spend a hundred thousand, and you only give me a commission of a thousand. When it comes to Zhang Yanping, on 3,000 he gets three hundred, that’s just too unfair!”

Zhang Yanping: …Oh, I forgot, there really is someone here who lives off a salary.

Song Tan’s eyes widened, looking very aggrieved, “Brother Wu Lei, how can you calculate like that? The people you brought just bought things, they neither weeded for me nor filmed for me. The fishing, however, was a new race track specially developed by Brother Yanping, giving me an additional channel to make money. How can the two be compared? I offer commissions for your sake! You are the only one receiving commissions!”

“If you don’t believe me, ask Brother Yanping, whenever his people come to buy things, he never gets a commission!”

Ah?

Poor Wu Lei, young and not so savvy, found his mind spinning in circles with effort, and ultimately, he felt guilty as could be.

“Is, is that so?” he stammered, looking at Zhang Yanping and starting to feel uneasy.

“That’s right!” Song Tan implored earnestly.

Not until Wu Lei had left did Zhang Yanping watch his retreating back and suddenly realize, “I was wondering why, when I was a kid, I could never properly get along with him, and why it felt like he was a stranger even amongst relatives… Now I know the reason!”

He rubbed his head, for the first time feeling that working hard in his studies to get into a good college was indeed useful.

At the very least, he wouldn’t be so easily swayed by a few smooth words.

…

Meanwhile, Master Qian was on the phone with the owner of Changleju.

“You can trust me, can’t you believe in old Qian’s word? In another half a month the first batch of greens will be ready, I’ll bring them over on my way down the mountain– once I bring them to you, you’ll know, they’ll definitely be the trump card of our restaurant!” he declared confidently over the phone.

The person on the other end of the video call was none other than the young owner of Changleju, Chang Letian. Barely over 30, but remarkably capable.

At the very least, he had taken over the restaurant from his father just two years ago, and everyone including Master Qian respected him– that’s a true talent.

At this moment, this talented individual furrowed his brows and chuckled bitterly, “Master Qian, it’s not that I don’t trust you, but with the pandemic trend as it is, I have to prepare early! A trump card, you must give me a heads-up about it!”

He said helplessly, “Let’s drop the ‘unique in the world’, ‘exceptional taste’, and ‘like the Immortal Pill’ talk and focus on something more concrete. I need to use everything at my disposal for the promotion and planning here!”

He had even gotten a set of procedures in place, from Weibo soft articles to TikTok shares. Although there was no need to constantly refresh reviews like at Youranju Ecological Vegetable Garden, it was essential to ensure the initial reputation was as good as possible.

After all, they wanted to make a strong comeback with the reopening.

For the past two months, he had been working diligently here, preferring to waste a bit of time to ensure that every detail of the hotel was perfect. The staff had been sent for retraining at great expense, and the intangible costs made the young owner furrow his brows ever deeper.

Originally, when Master Qian mentioned that he had discovered a farm with excellent vegetable quality, he had taken it very seriously! He was even filled with anticipation and told Master Qian that as long as the quality was good, he was willing to pay the price!

But recently, he didn’t know what had gotten into Master Qian, who praised the products every day as if they were Flat Peaches…

The more he talked about it, the less confident he felt…

If this praise continued, he feared his comeback might end up being quietly unnoticed, just as before.

Wouldn’t that mean the costly and heavily invested revamp of his restaurant would be in vain?

He frowned, and so did Master Qian, “Look at you! I’m being serious here, why won’t you believe me?”

“I’ve been honest about food-related matters for so many years. Oh, boss! Letian! You’re practically like someone I watched grow up. Just take my advice, take a couple of days to come over for a taste, and have a look!”

“I guarantee, after you try it, you might be even more ecstatic than I am!”

On the other end of the video, Chang Letian, looking at his solemn promise, finally made up his mind:

“Mm, Uncle Qian, I will come.”

He thought to himself that he should get in touch first and bring more people with him. He also needed to find out if there were any acquaintances in Ning City… With the level of brainwashing Master Qian had received, he was really worried!

Changleju had always focused on traditional Chinese cuisine, not really separating roles like executive chefs and head chefs as they do abroad.

But Master Qian was undoubtedly their anchor.

Several well-known food connoisseurs in the industry still recognized Master Qian’s culinary skills to this day, and Letian didn’t dare imagine what would happen if things went wrong here!

Without everyone’s confidence, how would the new restaurant make a successful comeback?

Thinking of Master Qian’s flushed and passionately animated appearance…

He stood up abruptly: He needed to get there quickly!

He had to catch them off-guard, not giving them a chance to hide or put on a facade! Aside from other concerns, he absolutely had to bring Master Qian back!

Alas, he blamed himself for being too careless! He wondered if Master Qian had managed to protect his savings during these couple of months in that den of wolves?

…

Meanwhile, Master Qian was also making a call to his senior apprentice:

“Xiaokang, have you settled your child in? If so, come over. I reckon I’ll be heading back to Changle in half a month.”

Xiaokang’s full name was Jiang Xiaokang, and he was Master Qian’s senior apprentice.

Receiving the call, he was overjoyed:

“I’ve arranged everything long ago! Didn’t you say to wait for your call? I’ve been waiting all this time! It’s Yunqiao Village in Qingxi Town, Yun City, right? I’ll buy a ticket right now!”