After being crossed, I have reached the pinnacle of my life

Nanshan Village is not far from the town, but it is the opposite of Yanghe Village, one is in the east and the other is in the west.

When choosing the location of the farm in Nanshan Village, it is estimated that the audience was also taken into consideration.

The owner of the farm in Nanshan Village is Fang Cheng. He is a fat man with a red face and a pile of flesh on his face. He looks like a rich man.

When Liu Chengfeng brought the crowd to his place, he was instructing the breeding workers to pour large pots of chicken feed into the stone trough, just like a pig feeding scene.

Liu Chengfeng frowned when he saw the scene.

This area is really too messy, weeds are overgrown, small stones are accumulated in the weeds, dried chicken feces and chicken feed are everywhere, and no one cleans it.

On the other side of the stone trough, I saw a pile of chickens flapping their wings and stepping out the chicken feed inside.

Messy and messy.

Liu Chengfeng's face darkened—not to mention the group of professional chicken farmers behind him, even a layman like him knew that this place was too messy, and it didn't look like a regular farm.

Fang Cheng broke out in a cold sweat.

In the past few days, he has been affected by rumors of chicken plague in the city, and the profit of raising chickens is not big, so he became a little impatient and put more effort into it, and he shifted his energy to other livestock early on. The chickens were raised casually by a few workers , Wait for this to pass.

In the end, who knew Liu Chengfeng would come suddenly.

He often travels among merchants in the city, so he naturally recognizes that those behind him are competitors, but he doesn't know what they are here for, but he has an ominous premonition in his heart.

He could only greet him eagerly: "Why is Lord Liu here?"

Liu Chengfeng snorted: "Rumours have spread in the city recently, for the sake of the safety of the people, I naturally have to investigate."

Fang Cheng's expression changed.

My family knows their own affairs, so the feed of his is naturally very different from that of other farms. If other farms are first-class concentrated feed, his feed can only be classified as third-class or fourth-class.

His face was full of surprises, but Lu Dalang would not let him go, and said with a half-smile: "I heard that Boss Fang's chicken is always two catties fatter than ordinary chickens, and it doesn't affect the quality of the meat. It can be sold in fifty days." gone?"

Jiang Zhou's hotpot restaurant opened not long ago, and Shihe Restaurant imitated it, supplying such a large amount of chicken at one time, and Nanshan Village is also a talent, so Lu Dalang deliberately inquired about it, and it was because of this that he knew that Nanshan Village was actually It only takes fifty days for the chicken to be sold.

The rest immediately talked about it.

"Fifty days?" Someone exclaimed.

"It takes us more than three months!" Normal chickens grow in a hundred days and then sold according to procedures. Why does it take only fifty days in Nanshan Village?

Some of them questioned: "Boss Fang, your way of raising is not right!"

Liu Chengfeng originally came here for performance, and he was shocked after hearing this: "Why are you different from others?"

Fang Dong couldn’t explain it, he took this breeding recipe from others for profit, and used it on chickens. He tried it before, except for a shorter time and a slightly worse taste, and no other side effects. , he used it quietly, saying to the outside world that the price of chickens that have been raised for a hundred days is the same, but his profit has doubled several times.

Seeing that Fang Dong didn't speak, Liu Chengfeng understood that there was something tricky in it, so he pointed out two yamen servants to go in and investigate, but was stopped by several farmers.

"My lord, I'm afraid the yamen servant doesn't quite understand the operation, why don't we go in and have a look?"

Liu Chengfeng agreed.

Fang Dong led the man in with his legs shaking.

Then several farmers criticized him all over the place.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the water doesn't look clean enough."

"It's not just unclean, look how muddy the water is? You can't even see the bottom!"

"Hey! Is this water for chickens? I'm not afraid of getting sick."

"Oh, why is this shed not ventilated at all, it has a strange smell, it's easy to get infected after a long time!"

They were all competitors, so they naturally spared no room for harm. They tried their best to find faults everywhere, and directly ignored Fang Dong's black face.

One of them exclaimed again: "Oh!"

A group of people gathered around: "What's the matter, what's the matter!" There was a taste of gloating.

"Then why are there two dead chickens?"

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd was in an uproar, and everyone couldn't help but tilt their heads to look: "Where is that?"

After searching for a long time, the person who found it pointed it out. There were indeed two chickens lying motionless in a dark corner.

"Really dead?"

One of them, who was not afraid of getting dirty, opened the door and got in, and brought out the two chickens.

At first glance, they were all dead chickens, dusty, and I don't know how long they had been dead, and no one noticed.

Not long after Liu Chengfeng took office, it was at the time when he "took me up to Qingyun with nine points of strength from the heavens", when he saw two dead chickens in front of him, he almost fainted out of breath—he was superstitious, The kind of flowers in the yard that are eager to be moved out when they fail, how can I bear it all at once.

To say that his face is pale is to say the best.

Fang Dong never expected that there would be two more dead chickens here.

He didn't come to inspect these two days, and that group of people just perfunctory him? !After this matter is over, he must severely deduct their wages.

However, Fang Dong also understood that this matter might not be easy.

Lu Dalang said: "This dead chicken has been left untreated, and after a long time it will get sick soon. I'm afraid this is also the source of the plague that everyone in the city fears?"

As soon as he opened his mouth to decide life and death, the rest of the farmers naturally followed suit, trying to step Fang Dong down.

Liu Chengfeng frowned: "Don't open your chicken farm for the time being, when the rectification is completed and reopen!"

Lu Dalang climbed up the pole: "My lord, according to me, in the future, the breeding needs to be standardized, those messy feeds can't be used, and the water source, hygiene, you have to pay attention to it, right? Why don't you just issue a regulation and follow the regulation?"

Liu Chengfeng nodded: "No rules, no rules, it's doable."

He was about to turn around and leave, but Lu Dalang followed Jiang Zhou's instructions and said, "My lord, those chickens he sold..."

Liu Chengfeng thought for a while, and said with a black face: "The chicken is not qualified at all, how can you just take it out and eat it for the common people? Take out your account book and check it, and all the restaurants and restaurants that supply it will be shut down and reorganized." !"

So far, Jiang Zhou's goal has been achieved.

……

Before the second day, seven or eight restaurants in the town were closed. Among them, besides Shihe Restaurant, one was also closed. I heard that that restaurant was also preparing to make hot pot, but it died before it was ready. , It's gone before it's opened.

This incident inspired Jiang Zhou. He asked Lu Dalang seriously that day: "I think, is our store not big enough? That's why these people try their best to open a branch for us?"

Lu Dalang pondered for a while: "After all, in the eyes of outsiders, our business is quite prosperous and profitable. It is not without reason to want to copy and imitate."

Jiang Zhou rubbed his nose: "Then why not, let's go their way and make them have nowhere to go."

Lu Dalang was surprised: "Do you want to open a branch?"

In fact, he had vaguely guessed this in recent days, but Jiang Zhou never mentioned it. He just thought about it. Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhou actually brought it up today.

Jiang Zhoudao: "It doesn't mean that it is a complete branch. There are several kinds of hot pot restaurants, and this is just one of them."

Lu Dalang was amazed: "Do you have other ideas?"

Jiang Zhou counted for him one by one: "Look, the bottom of our pot is now boiled with meat first and then soup. What if it is boiled directly?"

"Isn't that the clear soup pot?"

Jiang Zhou shook his head: "Not only that, clear soup and wolf peach are just a few of the many types. I saw a lot of mushrooms in the mountain goods store a while ago. They were picked from the mountain and dried before sending them in. Actually It can’t be sold for much, but if these mushrooms are boiled into a fresh and thick mushroom soup, the price can be doubled.”

He sighed: "The mountains and rivers in our town have supported many people, and there are also many ideas for getting rich, but no one has discovered it all the time."

Along the way, Jiang Zhou relied on mountains to eat mountains and water to eat water. He used the resources of the town. He unearthed a lot of things from this small town and made a lot of money.

Lu Dalang shook his head: "No one else has such fantastic ideas like yours."

"It's just picking up people's teeth." Jiang Zhou suddenly thought of something and asked, "What do you think of our town?"

Lu Dalang thought for a while. This is the place where he grew up. He knows every landscape and family. The folk customs are simple and hospitable. Everyone lives actively and hard, so he nodded: "Okay."

Jiang Zhou smiled and said, "Actually, besides opening a few more branches, I have another idea, but it's not very easy to realize."

Lu Dalang: "Tell me about it."

"Use cement roads to connect the surrounding small villages and small towns, use hot pot, unique scenery, and other things to build it into a unique town."

Lu Dalang listened quietly.

"Once this place has its own characteristics, it will attract people. We can find people to promote hot pot and let people from outside come in for sightseeing. First, it will bring traffic to the town. Once there are more people, the people in the town will automatically A lot of money-making ideas have emerged to make the life of the people in the town more comfortable. Secondly, the more people come, the more prosperous our hotpot restaurant will be. We always rely on the people in the town to patronize our business. It may not last long."

Seeing that Lu Dalang was listening seriously, Jiang Zhou couldn't help but say more: "Look, now we are just a small hot pot restaurant, and some people are scrambling to imitate it. This time we can fight Shihe Restaurant, it's not without their malice The reason for the competition is inside, so once there is healthy competition in the future? Our store traffic will definitely decline.”

Then, the development of tourism economy can still alleviate this situation very well.

Jiang Zhou wants to turn the small town where he lives and lives into a "Xanadu" that everyone admires.

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