I fell through the tunnel and brought my family to live a good life

After eating his fill, Tang Wenhao had the idea of ​​cooperating with Xu Congyi again. He was eagerly waiting for Xu Congyi's answer.

When the clay pot chicken wanted to cooperate before, Xu Congyi did not agree. She felt that clay pot chicken alone was not enough to retain customers. But when Tang Wenhao said that he wanted to cooperate with a chicken feet and chicken wings restaurant, she was somewhat tempted. There are many types of clay pots. In modern times, in addition to chicken feet and chicken wings, there are also crab meat and crab pot, pork ribs pot, pig's trotter pot, bullfrog pot, etc., for diners to choose from.

But Xu Congyi was still hesitant. She thought the reason why the stew was delicious was the chicken feet. As the soul of stew food, the quality of chicken feet directly determined the flavor and taste of the whole dish. But in this era, free-range chicken feet are generally thin and dry, which is difficult to meet her ideal standard of being soft, boneless and melt-in-the-mouth. What made her even more embarrassed was that she couldn't say these words in front of everyone.

Seeing that Xu Congyi had not responded yet, Tang Wenhao leaned back in his chair, his eyes showing a hint of disappointment. Shen Xiao keenly noticed the subtle atmosphere at the table. He knew that Xu Congyi came empty-handed this morning, so the ingredients must have been taken from her magical space. So, he cleverly changed the subject and suggested not to talk about business at the dinner table, and leave the cooperation matters to be discussed in detail in Tang Wenhao's room after dinner. This proposal was agreed by Old Man Xu and Old Man Shen. The two old men were also happy to be free. They didn't have to open the store in the afternoon. They could take advantage of the children going out to discuss things and enjoy a quiet nap at home after cleaning up the dishes.

The two old men insisted not to let them clean up, and since they had something to discuss, the three of them did not insist. Tang Xiaowu drove the carriage and sent the three of them back to Tangji.

On the way to Tang Ji, the atmosphere in the car became subtle and tense. Xu Congyi's heart was like a surging wave, and she repeatedly thought about how to explain to Tang Wenhao the source of the chicken feet. It was not a wise move to directly reveal the secret that she had a magical space, but at the same time, if she could not reasonably explain why she had such high-quality chicken feet, it would inevitably arouse the other party's suspicion and uneasiness - since it was impossible to buy thick chicken feet, why did Xu Congyi buy them?

Tang Wenhao was thinking about how to convince Xu Congyi to cooperate with him in business. He really wanted to open a restaurant of his own!

As for Shen Xiao, he sat between the two of them, his eyes moving back and forth between Xu Congyi and Tang Wenhao. He was worried that Xu Congyi would not be able to properly solve the problem of the source of chicken feet, but he also hoped that Tang Wenhao could cooperate with Xu Congyi to open a restaurant. After all, Xu Congyi had also told him that he wanted to open a restaurant.

When they arrived at Tang Ji, the three got off the car and walked straight to the second floor. The waiter brought up a pot of tea and then left.

As soon as the waiter left, Tang Wenhao could no longer suppress his excitement. He leaned forward slightly, his eyes flashing with unprecedented eagerness and determination. He looked at Xu Congyi, his tone full of sincerity and expectation: "Sister Congyi, the cooperation between you and me, from popcorn to fried milk, to cold rabbit and braised meat, has been a great success. I remember when I mentioned the cooperation of clay pot chicken, you declined, but this time the chicken feet and chicken wings pot really made me shine. I really don't want to miss it. This is the first time I have eaten such delicious chicken feet. Believe me, you will definitely make a lot of money."

Xu Congyi bit his lower lip lightly before finally speaking with difficulty: "Brother Wenhao, I am very grateful for your recognition and trust in me, but when it comes to cooperating in opening a store, it's not that I don't want to, but there is indeed an insurmountable obstacle - the supply of chicken feet. You know, in order to maintain the stable operation of a restaurant, the number of chicken feet we need is by no means a small number. And on the market, there are very few chicken feet that can really meet our requirements."

"How difficult is that? I can immediately contact all the chicken vendors in the market, sign contracts with them, and promise to purchase their chicken feet at a price higher than the market price. In this way, the quantity problem will be solved, right?" Tang Wenhao said confidently.

"Brother Wenhao, why didn't you eat chicken feet before?" Xu Congyi did not answer directly, but asked Tang Wenhao instead.

"Because it doesn't taste good. If you stew a whole chicken, no one will eat the chicken feet. They will either be thrown away or fed to the dog." Tang Wenhao answered quickly.

"Then why do you think the chicken feet were not delicious before?" Xu Congyi asked.

Xu Congyi's question stumped Tang Wenhao. Before today, he had gotten used to not eating chicken feet. "Let me think about it. Chicken feet don't have meat and have thick skin and bones. They are dry and hard to chew and have no flavor, so they don't taste good."

"Yes, Brother Wenhao, that's the problem. To be honest, the chicken feet I use for cooking today are the ones with the most and thickest meat that I picked out from several vendors. You could say that I went to all the vendors selling chicken feet in the market before I bought these three pounds of chicken feet that I like. But if I were to open a restaurant, how many people would these three pounds of chicken feet be enough to feed?" Xu Congyi said what she had thought of on the way. This was the most reasonable reason she could think of.