Reborn King of Marketing

Zhao Xianming pushed his bicycle, came closer with a smile on his face, raised his nose, sniffed, and cursed with a smile.

"Wow, it smells so good. The two of you started enjoying yourself without waiting for me, the host and guest, to arrive. How outrageous!"

Zhao Hanyun and he were old acquaintances, and there was nothing to worry about when they spoke.

"You're late and you're punishing yourself with three drinks. You've got so many things going on. Come sit down and drink. If I don't get you drunk today, I'll take your last name!"

Zhao Xianming threw the bicycle away and said with a smile, "I'll have to take my last name even if you don't give in!"

Both of them have the surname Zhao, so it’s really hard to argue about who has the surname.

Zhang Xuebing glanced at Zhao Xianming's bicycle and smiled.

"It's such a broken car. No wonder I'm late. It's time for me to change my mount!"

Zhao Xianming pulled up a chair and sat down, laughing at himself, "Our director is still riding a big 28, how dare I stand out?"

In this day and age, it is definitely not unusual for many heads of companies to commute to get off work by bicycle.

It's not like in later generations where everyone has a car. Once you get to the door of your unit, the biggest trouble is parking.

After hearing this, Zhang Xuebing's eyes lit up, and he was inspired when he gave Director Feng his work car today.

At present, these second-hand cars in my hands are almost a free gift to me, but to these units, they are a timely help.

Anyway, more than 200 cars cannot be digested by oneself, and there will be a large supply of goods in the future, so why not donate a few cars to major units as a favor.

Now that I have all my face, who in this county will dare to show me face in the future?

However, this favor should not be given too cheaply, it must be well prepared, otherwise it will not be a gift, but a life.

After having a drink with the two of them, Zhang Xuebing briefly explained what he meant.

Zhao Xianming lowered his head and thought deeply, then frowned for a moment and said.

"This is a good thing. Your concerns are also taken into account. We need to prepare the ground in advance. Otherwise, some countless units will want to eat shit after they get it. Not only do they not know about it, but they will also take you as a scapegoat. This kind of thing is not impossible.

Possible, but extremely likely!”

Zhang Xuebing said with a smile, "Uncle Zhao, I'll leave it to you to figure it out. When the time comes, it's up to you to pull the strings, so that they not only know my feelings, but also think about you. Maybe you can take the opportunity to get up too."

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Zhao Xianming blushed, wasn't he? He had been working for most of his life, and he was still a small follower, and he was still from the county, not even a sesame seed. If this thing was done beautifully, maybe he could get to the next level.

The building is also unknown.

He nodded repeatedly and said, "I'll think it over for you!"

At this moment, Mr. Liu Yiwei in the kitchen shouted, "Hey, someone come and help me!"

As a landlord, Zhao Hanyun immediately ran over to help.

Zhao Xianming took advantage of the fact that they were alone and said to Zhang Xuebing.

"There will be an opportunity this month to select outstanding young entrepreneurs in the county. When the time comes, the county minister will personally participate. You might as well take this opportunity to put forward the slogan of strengthening urban-rural cooperation to assist agriculture and donate a batch of vehicles."

"According to the usual practice, you have made such a great contribution and have never forgotten your roots when you have become rich. You are the only outstanding entrepreneur in this generation. The county magistrate will definitely look at you with a bright face, and those small fish and shrimps will never dare to fight again.

You pay attention!"

Zhang Xuebing smiled and said, "Then I will donate a few agricultural machinery imported from China to the poor counties. Wouldn't it be more impressive?"

Zhao Xianming's eyes lit up, "It would be better if I could add icing on the cake. Maybe I can get you a title like poverty alleviation and agricultural advancement, but are you really willing to spend such a big sum of money?"

Zhang Xuebing suppressed his laughter and said that thirty farm machines had been sent out long ago. This was just to make some money later.

Anyway, Baihua Village and Gaojia Village don't need 30 units, so at most they can even distribute a few of them to the poor villages in the county as a demonstration.

As for who to give it to, the first choice is of course Xiashan Village, where there is a large area of ​​wasteland waiting to be reclaimed.

"Don't worry, I'm willing to do this. Wait a minute and I'll bring you and my aunt something from the Screw Country!"

Zhang Xuebing said and ran upstairs, picked up a package and handed it to Zhao Xianming.

Inside are a deerskin and a foxskin, both of good quality, suitable for scarves and coats.

Zhao Xianming and he had already passed the stage of being polite, so he immediately accepted it without saying a word, and he naturally kept his gratitude in his heart.

At this time, Zhao Hanyun came over carrying a large tray. There was heat lingering on it. He couldn't see what it was, but it felt very hot.

He didn't dare to face it directly, but walked sideways, walked to the table and immediately put it on the empty seat, turned his head hurriedly and took a deep breath.

"Oh, it's so hot!"

Zhang Xuebing and Zhao Xianming looked down and saw a casserole on the tray, filled with steaming pebbles.

The two of them couldn't help but wonder, what was Master Liu doing? Could he have made cobblestones into edible delicacies?

They looked at Zhao Hanyun together, and Lao Zhao also smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Don't ask me, I'm just a waiter and don't know anything. Anyway, I will definitely eat this stuff!"

"Okay, you kid said you won't eat it, don't regret it later!"

Then Mr. Liu Yiwei came forward with another tray and asked Zhang Xuebing to put the contents on the tray on the table.

This is some meat and fish fillets, and a plate of very fat white fat, a bit like lamb tail fat.

Liu Yiyi took out a small net made of bamboo strips and placed it in the middle of the casserole, less than an inch away from the hot pebbles.

Then he picked up the chopsticks and spread the grease on the bamboo strips.

Then there are those sashimi and fish fillets.

During this process, the grease is baked and drips onto the cobblestones, making a squeaking sound and bursts of oil smoke.

Liu Yiyi said while cooking, "I get tired of frying and frying all day long on weekdays, so today I will make something light and delicious for you!"

After saying that the last piece of meat was laid out, the old man picked up a cup of rice wine from the table and poured it down.

There was a sound in my ears like spring thunder, and a large amount of steam smoke billowed up, which was like a miniature mushroom cloud.

Liu Yiyi closed the lid, pointed at the casserole and said, "The clouds and mist are fresh!"

The fish and mutton are fresh, using mutton fat as the base, plus rice wine, cooked turtle fillets and wild fish fillets. The deliciousness of the mutton is mixed with the sweetness of the fish, which is a masterpiece.

Liu Yiyi pulled up a chair and sat down, smiling and saying, "I'm just going to cook two dishes, and you can fiddle with the rest in the kitchen. Whether it's enough to eat or not is none of my business!"

He was able to cook two dishes himself because of the things Zhang Xuebing brought. Otherwise, who could hire this world-famous chef to come out?

Everyone feels very honored to be able to taste the master's craftsmanship, and naturally they dare not feel dissatisfied.

However, two dishes were definitely not enough for four people, so Zhao Hanyun hurriedly went to make arrangements. In a short time, roast chicken, barbecue, smoked fish, and other home-cooked dishes filled the table.

As they drank and drank, everyone was once again impressed by Master Liu's craftsmanship.

Needless to say, the Feilong Bird Soup and Yunwu Yipinxian are even more delicious.

While Zhang Xuebing was eating, he felt a sense of regret in his heart. After Master Liu retired, he just stayed at his family's small restaurant and had no intention of expanding his business. It was such a pity.

Otherwise, if he invests and adds Master Liu's skills, he will definitely create a catering brand that is famous throughout China.

But how can we persuade the old man? He is not moved by fame and fortune and only wants to study cooking. This is a problem.

When Liu Yiyi saw everyone conquered by his craftsmanship, he felt extremely proud.

"This is my most proud work in recent years. Using the most common ingredients and combining them to create unparalleled deliciousness is the true meaning of cooking!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xuebing's eyes lit up, and the opportunity came.

He added a piece of turtle meat, tasted it, and sighed.

“Old man, this dish is as good as it gets in terms of color, flavor, and shape, but it’s just a little bit flawed!”

Liu Yiwei has never heard anyone say anything dissatisfied with him since he became the imperial chef. If Zhang Xuebing hadn't said this, he would have turned the table over.

Master Liu held back his anger and gritted his teeth and said.

"If you kid can't tell me anything, I'll show you the chef's knife skills!"

Zhang Xuebing smiled evilly and said, "Old man, what if I tell you!"

Master Liu nodded bitterly, "Okay, if you can tell me the same thing, I will never cook again from today on!"

Zhang Xuebing said with a straight face, "That won't work. If you stop cooking, I don't know how many people will hate me!"

Next to him, Er Zhao knew Zhang Xuebing well and knew that he was going to trick him again. They immediately stopped talking and drank and ate quietly, waiting to watch the show.

Master Liu shook his head and said, "Then if you can break out of one problem, I will promise you something. Is this feasible?"

Zhang Xuebing squinted his eyes and smiled like a fox, "It's settled with one word, and the two uncles Zhao will be witnesses!"

Er Zhao suppressed a smile and nodded, agreeing to be a witness.

The old man stretched out his palm and high-fived Zhang Xuebing, saying, "If you can't find any fault with you, I will slice you up and steam you today!"

Zhang Xuebing raised a finger and said, "First, this is amazing!"

The old man glared and said, "Is this something wrong? Who knows how to do it? Stop talking nonsense. If you entertain me, we will never know each other from now on!"

Zhang Xuebing smiled slightly and said, "Please be patient. Listen to me. As far as I know, none of the eight major cuisines plus those minor branches have this method. So the biggest problem with this dish is that it creates a new cooking technique."

It's the first of its kind, but because of this, you have been given names too many times, and you are not worthy of the status of this famous dish!"

In addition to mastering various ancient methods, Old Man Liu often likes to create his own ideas, but he is very casual when choosing names. Unexpectedly, this problem was picked out, and he was speechless for a moment.

Er Zhao was also stunned as he listened, thinking that this kind of thing was being picked out as a fault. This soldier is really bad. The key is that the old man has not retorted yet.

It took Liu Yiwei a long time before he nodded and said sadly, "I have been learning cooking since I was a child, and my cultural level is naturally not high. The name I got is sometimes a bit vulgar, and it is not worthy of delicious food. I admit it, kid, tell me, I plan to let the old man do it.

Well?"

Zhang Xuebing showed his white teeth and said with a wicked smile, "Don't worry, sir, I haven't said the second thing yet!"

"Ah, are there any other problems?" Liu Yiwei almost sat on the ground, and couldn't help but start to wonder about life. Is it possible that I have so many problems after accumulating amazing works in half my life?

"Okay, okay, you continue to pick, as long as it makes sense, I will accept it!" Liu Yiyi gritted his teeth and said.

Zhang Xuebing held out two fingers and said, "Secondly, this dish is amazing!"

The three people next to me almost spat out blood. They both had the same problem and didn't even change the words. Is this trying to challenge everyone's bottom line?

"Say it, say it!" Liu Yiyi's eyes widened.

Zhang Xuebing's expression suddenly turned gloomy and he said in a low voice.

"Old man, you have devoted your whole life to delicious food. It took you a long time to create such a famous dish. This is a masterpiece. It is conceivable that after you return to the West, who can do this again? Doesn't it mean that this inheritance will be unparalleled for future generations?

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Although this is an unlucky thing to say, it is also true.

Old man Liu is now over seventy years old. Even if he takes good care of himself, how many years can he live in the future?

When he passed away, it was the moment when the cooking skills accumulated over many years were lost.

It's not that the old man didn't want to find a successor these years, but his son and apprentice could only learn cooking techniques, but could not reach the level of cooking skills, which made the old man always worried.

When he heard Zhang Xuebing's words, he looked sad and lowered his head in silence.

At this moment, Zhang Xuebing suddenly said loudly, "I have a way to help you solve your problems!"