A 50-year-old man is reborn and becomes a complete slacker, leaving his scumbag children completely

Once they started eating, everyone who tried it couldn't help but keep stuffing more into their mouths.

Gao Yongqiang, standing to the side, was stunned. This was definitely not right.

Wasn't it supposed to be toxic? Why is everyone showing it off now?

He swallowed hard, unable to resist the temptation, and reached out to grab a piece and stuff it into his mouth.

The moment it entered his mouth, he didn't taste any fishy smell. Instead, his entire mouth was filled with a fishy aroma, followed by a smooth and tender sensation.

Gao Yongqiang couldn't help but exclaim inwardly: How can it be so delicious?

He chewed quickly, swallowed, and reached out to grab another piece.

But they found that the plate in front of them was already empty, with only a group of food factory executives standing around, puffing out their cheeks and enjoying themselves with their eyes closed.

Inside the food factory workshop.

It took Zhang Zhaoxing a long time to recover from the delicious taste. He exclaimed to Hu Dahai, "Brother Dahai, how did you make fish taste so good? What's this called?"

Hu Dahai smiled slightly: "This is called fish tofu. This process removes the fishy smell and enhances the aroma of the fish with spices, while preserving its nutrients and making it more convenient and reassuring for people to eat."

"Great stuff! Great stuff! If we sell this, it'll definitely be a bestseller! We can sell it to supply and marketing cooperatives as a snack, and we can also sell it to canteens as a dish!" Zhang Zhaoxing had a keen business sense and immediately found a sales direction for the fish tofu.

"Yes, yes, yes! If this were sold, I'd be the first to buy it!"

"Don't even mention me, I think my kid would love to eat it too. He loves fish, but he's afraid of bones. Now this stuff doesn't have any bones, of course it's delicious!"

"I feel like I can see the future of our food factory. It's all thanks to Director Zhang's resourcefulness that we found a new way out so easily!"

Whether it was because they felt obligated to accept the food or because everyone genuinely appreciated the fish tofu, almost all the executives gave positive responses.

Throughout the entire event, only one person remained silent: Gao Yongqiang.

“Deputy Factory Manager Gao, you just said that if you could eat this kind of thing, you should go eat the maggots in the latrine.” One of the executives who supported Zhang Zhaoxing saw that Zhang Zhaoxing had a chance to turn the tables, so he immediately took the opportunity to switch sides.

"This..." Gao Yongqiang's expression changed. Damn it, he only wanted to annoy Zhang Zhaoxing, how could someone actually say it out loud?

"I...I didn't eat any, how would I know if it's good or not? What if it's just your side of the story!" Gao Yongqiang said stubbornly, glancing at the plate that was now empty of fish tofu.

"Deputy Factory Manager Gao, you haven't wiped the fish tofu off your lips yet. Are you planning to save it for a midnight snack?" someone said casually.

Gao Yongqiang quickly reached up to touch the corner of his mouth and found a small piece of fish tofu residue. For a moment, he felt an urge to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

It was shameful, truly shameful.

"I suddenly remembered I have something to do!" He had a sudden idea and turned to slip away.

After Gao Yongqiang left, Zhang Zhaoxing treated Hu Dahai like a VIP, taking his hand and leading him back to his office, where he personally brewed Hu Dahai his best tea.

"Brother Dahai, how do you plan to cooperate with me on this fish tofu?" At this moment, he didn't mention buying the recipe; he only wanted to cooperate.

Zhang Zhaoxing always felt that Hu Dahai was no ordinary person, and that he might have other valuable things in his possession. Therefore, he hoped to put Hu Dahai on the same chain of interests as him.

Hu Dahai looked at Zhang Zhaoxing with some appreciation: "It's very simple. I can teach you the rest of the process, but I will make the seasonings into powder and sell them to you. As for the fish, I also hope you can buy them from me. Of course, once you've grown your business, you can buy fish from other places if you want, but you'll still have to buy fish from me."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhaoxing hesitated for a moment, thinking that this would likely cause some negative reactions within the factory. However, he quickly agreed: "Okay! I'll buy all your fish at market price!"

Compared to the factory's profits, what are those dissenting voices in the factory?

Hu Dahai was taken aback by Zhang Zhaoxing's boldness. He had originally thought Zhang Zhaoxing would negotiate the price with him, since food factories usually buy goods at a lower price than the market price due to their large volume. He hadn't expected Zhang Zhaoxing to offer the market price without any discount.

"Since Director Zhang is so generous, I'll give you another surprise tomorrow," Hu Dahai said again.

"Hiss?! There's another surprise?" Zhang Zhaoxing gasped. He thought fish tofu was already amazing, but he didn't expect Hu Dahai to have another surprise.

Hu Dahai checked the time; it was already late. He got up, took out a piece of paper he had prepared beforehand from his pocket, and handed it to Zhang Zhaoxing, saying, "This is the process of making fish tofu. I will deliver the fish and seasonings first thing tomorrow morning. You can start thinking about how to sell it and how to market it."

"Brother Dahai, don't rush off. I'll take you home later. Please sit down and have dinner with me before you go!" Zhang Zhaoxing quickly stopped Hu Dahai.

"I'm not going to eat here. I'll just go home and eat." Hu Dahai has always disliked dining culture. Some things can be discussed openly and honestly, without needing to go through the motions over a meal.

"Then I'll take you back!"

Zhang Zhaoxing immediately handed the paper to his assistant, then got up to see Hu Dahai off. For him, Hu Dahai was still the most important person.

Hu Dahai did not refuse Zhang Zhaoxing's enthusiasm; it would indeed save him a lot of trouble if he were to be driven back.

Along the way, Zhang Zhaoxing seized every opportunity to ask Hu Dahai if he had any ideas.

For example, how should this fish tofu be sold appropriately, or what is a suitable price for this fish tofu?

Seeing how sensible Zhang Zhaoxing was, Hu Dahai didn't hold back and told Zhang Zhaoxing about the sales model of fish tofu from his previous life, such as hot pot, barbecue, and snacks.

"Brother Dahai, I never imagined that although you live in the countryside, your knowledge is much broader than that of us city folks."

“These are things that even we food professionals would find hard to imagine, yet you thought of them.”

Zhang Zhaoxing said with great admiration, "I feel that taking Hu Dahai home today has been incredibly beneficial."

However, what he didn't see was Hu Dahai smiling slightly behind him, thinking to himself: I'm not just helping you guys. In a few years, the state-owned enterprises will be transformed. I need to prepare the money now so I can buy your factory directly. When that day comes, all the benefits will come back to me.

After Hu Dahai returned home.

Bao Yuanshan had only been back for a short time; after all, it would have taken at least four hours to walk back.

Hu Dahai tidied up and immediately started cooking.

But before Hu Dahai could finish cooking, Hu Wangfei, who had gone out early to fish for eels, suddenly rushed back.

His face was deathly pale, and he muttered, "I'm not fishing anymore, I absolutely won't fish anymore!"