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Chapter 15 Better Than a Panacea
In the cafeteria, all the old men and women were excited because the last bowl of purple rice porridge was gone.

The old man who grabbed the last bowl was afraid of being snatched by the tiger, so he sat in the corner to enjoy it like protecting his small bowl from thieves.

Naturally, it wasn't just one person's eyes that attracted her, but she was very jealous!
Sun Xianglong hurried out in two steps, clapped his hands together, and attracted everyone's attention again, with a calm expression on his face.

"Everyone, we still have purple rice porridge here, but it's gone for the morning. We promise to let everyone eat it at noon. I hope you all have a good time in our hot spring villa. Thank you for your support."

With such a sentence as a basis, the guests in the cafeteria calmed down a little. Now that they thought about it, they had already eaten a lot in their stomachs, and it was just right to eat at noon.

The crowd dispersed in twos and threes, and they all walked towards the hot spring pool under the leadership of the tour guide. After eating and digesting food, it was just right to soak in the hot spring.

There was only one person left in the field, that is, the old man in the wheelchair just now. After the crowd had left, he could barely regain his senses.

It's been more than 20 years... For the first time, I felt that I still have legs. It was just the moment Zimi swallowed, and a wave of heat rushed into my whole body.

That kind of vitality seems to have swept away all the obstructions in his body.

Although it only disappeared in an instant, I am sure that if I can eat it for a long time, my legs may really recover.

At the beginning, I was paralyzed in the lower limbs due to work, and I had given up treatment for so many years, but I didn't expect to be able to rekindle hope here.

After eating a bowl of purple rice porridge, the warm feeling of the body lasted for a long time, and the legs even felt numb. For myself who has not felt the existence of the legs for more than 20 years——

No matter what the feeling is, it seems extremely precious.

"Hello, is this Manager Sun?"

Sun Xianglong, who had just entered the back kitchen, heard someone shouting, turned his head in doubt, and was surprised that it was the wheelchair old man at the door just now.

With a standardized professional smile on his face, his face is serious.

"Mister, may I help you?"

"I want to ask, is there any precious medicinal material added to your purple rice porridge here?"

"This one……"

Sun Xianglong was stunned for a moment. Although there must have been no valuables added, the scene of grabbing the porridge just now was indeed a bit weird.

While hesitating, Li Dasen had already stepped forward and said.

"Actually, it is the function of the purple rice inside. This is a specialty of our Mituo town. It is a pure natural and pollution-free purple rice. The farmers in the village grow it themselves, so it is very delicious."

"Is it just purple rice?"

Meng Linghong looked hesitant. It's not that he hasn't eaten any pure natural and pollution-free purple rice, but he has never eaten such purple rice.

It is indeed delicious, but no matter how delicious it is, it is just purple rice.

It won't cause such a reaction to your body, and it's hard to imagine that there are no top-quality special medicinal materials added to it.

Is it true that the mountains and rivers here are good, and the purple rice planted here also has good effects that cannot be compared with other places?
Better than any panacea?
It seems a little too unbelievable...

With a little peace of mind, Meng Linghong still spoke.

"Actually, to tell you the truth, I think this purple rice will help my body recover, so I want to buy some of your purple rice. Let me give you a hundred catties first, and I will send someone to bring it back."

"This……"

Sun Xianglong was stunned, he didn't expect to be able to do this business, and Li Dasen was also stunned for a moment, but his mind immediately turned around, this business can be done.

But just selling it like this is not reasonable, you have to sell it in a different way.

"That……"

Just as Sun Xianglong was about to say that he didn't have that much stock, Li Dasen stepped forward and spoke.

"Old man, it's actually like this. We are only doing trial operation for the time being. The quantity of goods has not yet increased. We will not sell purple rice for the time being. Of course, the restaurant will supply it every day. We have discussed with the villagers about the sale. , will be notified separately.”

"This one……"

Meng Linghong looked regretful, but as long as he could eat it every day, it wouldn't be a big problem.

"Well, here I will book a suite for a year first, the only requirement is that there must be purple rice for three meals a day."

"no problem."

Sun Xianglong nodded immediately.

Just now, I still didn't understand Li Dasen's meaning, why Shangdao didn't do the business, so it was the idea.

How much can you sell purple rice for? If it’s too expensive, why don’t people buy it?

But if you can only eat this purple rice here, it’s not like a cloud of customers. It’s definitely full of customers every day. After all, you can’t just eat purple rice every day when you come here!
Other activities are all things that require a lot of money.

As far as Meng Linghong said, the purple rice was helpful to his legs, so everyone has a different opinion. Sun Xianglong thinks it should not be so miraculous.

However, he said yes.

Seeing Meng Linghong leaving, Sun Xianglong looked over at Li Dasen and smiled.

"Xiao Li, you have a good brain. You have thought of this idea. The future is limitless, limitless!"

"Where is it, it was Manager Sun who suggested something."

Li Dasen smiled on his face, mmp in his heart, it's my bad luck to have a manager like you.

But who let this guy be a manager, and also favored by the boss, while he is just a logistics supervisor?
Identity can't be helped here.

Let Manager Sun know that Li Dasen is busy in the back kitchen, and this matter of purple rice porridge must be handled properly.

……

By noon—

"I said Director Li, are you really setting this price? I'm afraid it's not a robbery?"

Chef Xiao looked at the side of the stainless steel pot, it was as big as two and eight, and felt that there was something wrong with the one who was willing to spend this money.

Li Dasen couldn't deny it, he also tasted a bowl just now, what should I say?

It is delicious and mellow, besides the aroma of purple rice, there seems to be some different scents, familiar and unfamiliar.

But the most important thing is that after eating, I feel as if I have enough energy, and the tiredness that I didn't sleep well last night was swept away.

For myself, it still has the effect of eliminating fatigue, let alone the elderly who are half buried in the soil.

The experience should be especially obvious.

But this 88 bowl is still a bit expensive. Of course, the price is not set by myself, but by the boss.

Let Sun Xianglong notify the boss, and then the boss gave the order.

The reason why I don't go out to carry it by myself in the morning is because I don't want to mess around with the boss.

Anyway, if it sells well, it will be credited, but if it sells poorly, there is no hard work.

Manager Sun has always been the boss's sycophant. Even if the sales are not good, it is still his fault, as long as he doesn't burn himself.

However, I vaguely feel that maybe even at this price, someone should buy it, especially someone who has eaten it once.

Just like the old man in a wheelchair, whether his legs have recovered from eating purple rice porridge is uncertain, but it's not impossible...

(End of this chapter)