"How is it?" Wang Hao asked after looking at Zhang Yuhe and ate a bite of chicken legs.

"Yes, although it is not as sweet as the chicken raised at home, it is definitely several times better than the chicken sold outside!" Zhang Yuhe said like a food commentator.

"Well, I feel so too!" Wang Hao nodded.

I don’t rush to bring chicken to the market. After all, to make a name for myself, I have to make my products have effects that others cannot replace, and I have this amazing feeling.

"Wang Hao, have you ever thought about selling this chicken?" Zhang Yuhe thought for a while and asked.

"Continue to sell it to Yunqing Hotel!" Wang Hao answered without thinking.

It was not because Wang Hao had provided the chicken to her because of her relationship with Su Xiaoyun.

It was Su Xiaoyun who helped her at that time, and she also allowed the wild mushrooms in Fenglin Village to have such a high purchase price.

Now that I have this kind of chicken that drinks spiritual liquid, of course the first thing I think of is Yunqing Hotel.

"Yunqing Hotel? Their chicken sales in one day should not be high!" Zhang Yuhe asked.

"Uh..." At this time, Wang Hao thought of such a serious problem.

Although the turnover of Yunqing Hotel has grown to a crazy level during this period, the consumption of this chicken is only 3 or 200.

After all, no one comes to a restaurant to eat and order a table of chicken to watch...

Wang Hao’s breeding farm can raise tens of thousands of chickens at the same time. Even if it is only the first breeding farm now, the number of chickens raised is more than 10,000. This kind of broiler can be slaughtered more than 10 times a year. It is impossible for Guangyunqing Hotel to consume it in one of its sales channels.

Wang Hao has been busy these days and was dizzy, but he didn't expect to ignore this matter.

I discussed with Zhang Yuhe for a long time, but I still couldn't find a result.

However, it is not yet time for broilers to be slaughtered on a large scale, and Wang Hao still has time to find a way to solve the problem.

Two more days later, after four consecutive days of spiritual fluid feeding, the sweetness of the chicken is comparable to that of the chicken raised at Wang Hao’s own home.

Wang Hao quickly grabbed two, then took some eggs, and rode his motorcycle toward Tsingbei City.

...

In the office of the general manager of Yunqing Hotel, Su Xiaoyun held the account book and looked at the income and expenditure of this Yunqing Hotel, feeling like she was dreaming.

35 million!

There is a turnover of 35 million in one month!

Putting aside all kinds of costs, there is still a net profit of more than 20 million yuan!

As usual, the profit this year is not much greater than this!

All of this was because of Su Xiaoyun's chance encounter with Wang Hao at the farmers' market.

Because I met Wang Hao and got his top litchi, the performance of Yunqing Hotel soared. In half a month, it had a turnover of more than 1 million yuan every day.

However, the lychee meat was sold only a week before and it stopped supplying.

The turnover of Yunqing Hotel instantly decreased a lot, and with the support of wild mushrooms, it maintained at around 700,000 every day.

But even so, it is more than twice as high as before.

"This unscrupulous guy hasn't come for more than half a month!" Su Xiaoyun said unhappily.

Since Wang Hao applied for a bank card last time, the accounts transactions between Su Xiaoyun and Wang Hao have been made through remittance.

The delivery was delivered by Wang Ping, and Wang Hao had not been to Yunqing Hotel for half a month.

This situation made Su Xiaoyun feel a little regretful. She asked Wang Hao to do the bank card.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

At this moment, Su Xiaoyun's office door was knocked.

"Mr. Su, Boss Wang is here!"

Hearing his secretary's words, Su Xiaoyun's depressed mood swept away. After tidying up her outfit, she spoke, "Let him come in!"

"Mr. Su!"

"Hmph! Did you come and care about my money again?" Su Xiaoyun said angrily as soon as she saw Wang Hao.

"Uh..." I originally planned to be polite with Su Xiaoyun, but I didn't expect that the other party would be questioned as soon as they met. Wang Hao instantly stiffened his face.

"Ahem, Mr. Su... we seem to be working together to deal, why do you ask for money? I'm like a slutty person..." Wang Hao looked dark.

"Hmph! Cooperative transactions? Do we have no other relationship except cooperative transactions? If you don't come to me for half a month, are you worthy of me?" Su Xiaoyun asked.

“…”

Do we have any special relationship?

Why don't I know?

Why are you still sorry for you?

Wang Hao, who was in doubt, didn't know how to answer, and stood there awkwardly.

Seeing Wang Hao standing there stupidly as he said, Su Xiaoyun's resentment disappeared a lot. After calming down for a while, he spoke, "Why did you suddenly come to me today??"

"Haha, Mr. Su, I have a few good 'local chickens' and some local eggs, so I will give you some to try!" Wang Hao said with a smile.

Originally, Su Xiaoyunqing, who had originally planned to go straight to the point, discussed the acquisition of broiler chickens.

But after Su Xiaoyun's previous words, if Wang Hao still said this, it was because there was an IQ problem, so he changed the cooperation to "gifts".

"...Wang Hao, people give gifts to cosmetics, and gifts. You give me two 'local chickens', do you ask me to use these two chickens to release them?"

Su Xiaoyun looked at Wang Hao with a depressed look on his face, and kept muttering about what was Wang Hao's mind?

I'm also a beautiful woman, right?

Even if the relationship between the two has not reached that point, it is not enough to give animals like "chicken"?

Even if it is a local specialty, it must have some special features? Do you bring two chickens? Are you asking me to help you raise them?

Wang Hao was confused when asked, with a bitter face. After a while, he said with a thorn in his mouth: “Uh… can I change my words and say that I want to treat you to a meal?”

"Treat me to dinner? OK? Where to eat!" It is rare for Wang Hao to take the initiative, Su Xiaoyun would certainly not refuse.

"Just at Yunqing Hotel, I'll cook myself..."

"You can cook?" Su Xiaoyun looked at Wang Hao in surprise.

"You know a little, but the dishes you cook may not be as exquisite as the chefs of your Yunqing Hotel!" Wang Hao replied.

"Okay! No matter what, it's yours. If you do well, I can hire you to be the chef of our Yunqing Hotel, and you can pay the salary!" Su Xiaoyun said jokingly.

“…”

Su Xiaoyun didn't say anything nonsense, so he led Wang Hao to the kitchen. It was not the time to eat at this moment, and the chefs in the kitchen did not fire, but were just preparing ingredients.

"Fatty Luo!" Su Xiaoyun shouted to a chef who was bigger than two normal people.

"Mr. Su!" After seeing Su Xiaoyun coming, the man called Fatty Luo walked towards Su Xiaoyun with his big belly.

"This is my friend, I want to lend it to your kitchen for use! Cook two dishes!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!