Shanwa Small Rich Farmers

Wen Xu is not used to Western food, but it is obvious that Aangzuo put a lot of effort into it today, from the starter to the next soup, side dishes and side dishes, and the ingredients are extremely expensive, what foie gras, black fish Seed sauce and the like showed up. Looking at this posture, one knew that if the meal really cost money, it would definitely be a bloody knife.

"The main dish, the main dish should match your taste, black truffle with steak, the steak is made of Wagyu beef, black truffle is produced in Provence, France, the method is different from the French method, this is created by our Italian chef here A dish, this dish fully retains the aroma of truffles..."

After so many years in China, this Aangzuo still hasn’t learned the essence of the Chinese people, that is, humility. As soon as the main course is served, he will talk about it immediately, as if he is afraid that others will not know how authentic his meal is, woo A lot of la woo oh is to tell the guests that they are very particular about the guests today!

Hearing that truffle sauce goes well with steak, Wen Xu immediately became interested, picked up a fork, cut a small piece and put it in his mouth. As soon as the beef was in his mouth, Wen Xu couldn't help being a little stunned.

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

Aonzo was very happy to see the warm look, and said in his heart: Look, our Italian food has conquered the stomach of a picky Chinese.

When Wen Xu heard Aangzuo speak, he immediately raised a finger to signal him to stop talking, and slowly chewed the beef by himself, and there was a unique taste in his mouth besides the smell of beef.

Wen Xu, who has never eaten truffles, felt that he had smelled this smell before, but for a while, he couldn’t remember where he smelled it. This smell is very unique, and it is such an expensive thing, so Wen Xu began to think about it search.

Snapped!

After a while, Wen Xu finally thought of it, and happily snapped his fingers: "I remembered!"

"What do you want?" Yan Dong is putting beef into his mouth, because there is a beautiful foreign girl standing next to him, so he pretends to be elegant, who knows that the elegance is not half done yet, Wen Xu picked it up so suddenly that he almost dropped the spoon.

When I heard what Wen Xu said, I remembered it. The people at the table, including the Italian girl standing next to her who didn't even understand China, all looked at Wen Xu.

"We also have this thing on the mountain!" Wen Xu said.

"What, you don't want to talk nonsense, I know that our domestic products are produced in Yunnan, and the quality is not as good as that of France, so the price in the world is not as good as that of French products, but the advantage lies in the price advantage, so it can also satisfy some truffle lovers. So they are also exported to European and American countries!" Yan Dong immediately regained his spirits when he heard this, and he said this, but his body was very honest, because he knew that if truffles were produced in the woods of Wenjia Village, it would definitely be a good thing for Xudong Company information.

Aang Zuo was also stunned, and asked Wen Xu: "Are you sure?"

"Show me that thing!" Wen Xu said to Aonzo.

When Sui Anzuo heard it, he immediately babbled a string of Italian to the foreign girl next to her. The foreign girl glanced at Wen Xu and then turned her head to take it.

After a while, the foreign girl put a small box wrapped like a luxury gift bag on the table.

Without waiting for Aangzuo to speak, Wen Xu took the small box over, and as soon as he opened it, he saw a dark thing inside, like a small sweet potato that had been sliced ​​open.

Wen Xu immediately nodded and said, "It smells like this! But the one I saw was white, a little shit yellow!"

"Damn, can you stop being so disgusting, you say shit is yellow when you eat," Zhao Defang said while looking at Wen Xu.

"The color is hard to describe!" Wen Xu also knew that he had slipped his tongue for a while, so he explained and said repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"you sure?"

"I'm sure, but the smell is much bigger than this." Wen Xu put the black truffle back into the box, and then covered the box.

Suddenly, Wen Xu remembered that the thing was thrown on the window sill at home by herself, so she said: "It seems that I threw it on the window sill at home. Wait a minute, let me see if my wife is asleep at this time!"

Taking out her mobile phone to look at it, Wen Xu felt that Shi Shang was still awake at this point, so she dialed her number.

"Daughter-in-law, are you asleep?"

Hearing that he was not asleep on the other end of the phone, Wen Xu continued: "If you are not asleep, go downstairs, go to the window sill on the east side, and see if there is a thing that looks like a sweet potato that I went up on it. Are you done? If you can still watch it, take a video."

Shi Shangzhen was a little confused on the other end, and asked Wen Xu, "Why are you filming this in the middle of the night?"

"I'm eating here with Yan Dong and the others. I ate truffles. I think the taste is similar to the one I put on the windowsill. Anyway, don't ask so many questions. Go and have a look." Wen Xu explained a little one time.

When Shi Shangzhen heard this, he immediately regained his energy and said, "Okay, then wait!"

After speaking, the teacher hung up the phone.

So the four gentlemen at a table waited for Shi Shangzhen to call back while eating, while Wen Xu explained how he got this thing.

"A group of children snatched it from the pig's mouth?" Aonzo's small eyes narrowed and began to shine, because he knew that sows are particularly sensitive to truffles, and there are still many truffle hunters who use pigs to find truffles.

Just as Wen Xu was about to answer, the phone at hand rang. When he picked it up, he found that Shi Shangzhen had not only sent back the video, but also posted a paragraph before the video: Pig, you don’t even know truffles, so you just threw it on the windowsill up.

Wen Xu replied casually: I have been on the windowsill for many days, and you still call me even if you don't know me? Followed by two distressed expressions.

Aonzo looked sideways, and although it was almost dried, the Italian kid immediately recognized that it was a pure white truffle, so he said: "This is a white truffle! Yes, it is indeed a white truffle ".

"Wow, so it's true, your Wenjia Village really produces this!" Yan Dong became amused when he heard it.

Aangzuo said: "It is not yet possible to decide whether to produce or not, but it is very promising, and Wen said that the taste is stronger than this, which means that the quality may be better than this. This is a good sign!"

"Anyway, it doesn't matter whether it is produced or not, this time when I go back and organize people to dig it out, it will be done. If it can be dug up, it will prove that it is produced, and if it can't be dug up, it will prove that it is not produced!" Wen Xin said relaxedly.

"It makes sense!" Yan Dong suppressed a smile, and gave Wen Xu a thumbs up.

Aonzo asked Wen Xu solemnly, "Will you find truffles?"

"This really doesn't work!" Wen Xu thought for a while and couldn't help scratching her head.

"Then you'd better not look for it, you can't take it as a matter of chance, how about it, I'll find two good Italian truffle hunters and bring their truffle hounds," Aonzo said.

Wen Xu nodded upon hearing this: "Then you don't need to worry about it!"

But what Aangzuo said next made Wen Xu stunned for a moment.

"But the cost of the two hunters shouldn't be low!" Aonzo said.

Not to mention Wen Xu, even Yan Dong and Zhao Defang were taken aback for a moment, they didn't expect Aonzo to talk about the hunter's expenses so directly.

Wen Xu came back to his senses and smiled, before opening his mouth anxiously, Yan Dong over there said: "We will take care of the cost!"

While talking, Yan Dong thought to himself: Are you the only one who still has China Hands? Which Chinese would be stupid enough to talk about the hunter's cost at this time? Isn't it hard to find it?

Isn’t that right, Yan Dong knows that Aangzuo wants to talk about the supply of raw materials warmly, but the business hasn’t been discussed yet, so if I ask you to do this little favor, you can talk about the money first, who wants to do that? keep talking to you.

Aangzuo feels nothing here, one size counts for one size, he has something to ask Wen Xu for help, but it's not because he doesn't give, and he thinks that what he is going to talk about is something Wen Xu can't ask for, it's not asking for help at all, it's helping each other at most, Resource Integration.

So he thinks that the hunter is an extra payment for himself. Since it is an extra payment, he shouldn't let himself pay for it!

From this point, it has been exposed that Aangzuo is quite a China hand. He has a foreigner's face when he talks about business in China. Everyone can understand the cultural difference. If you had an Asian face, you might lose all the pants that were trimmed.

Now, Aonzo talked with Yan Dong about the price of hunters and round-trip air tickets, but the two still had some disputes, nothing else, because Yan Dong felt that the price was a little too expensive. Without such a high salary, you can pay more than 20,000 US dollars a month for everything when you come back? Yan Dong is not stupid.

And Aonzo's explanations are also reasonable. These people leave home and come to Mo Sheng's country to work, so the cost should be higher.

"Eat, eat, wait until the meal is over, you can discuss it later" Zhao Defang was a little bit embarrassed, and he felt a little unhappy in his heart.

Hearing what Zhao Defang said, both Yan Dong and Aangzuo smiled, and then the four of them started to deal with the main course that was almost cold in front of them. He didn't touch it, because he felt that the dishes were not cooked enough and he couldn't eat them, and he didn't touch desserts, because he didn't like sweets very much, so Wen Xu drank a cup of coffee after finishing the main course.

"Wen, I'm very interested in your colorful vegetable and fruit project"

After chatting for a few words, Aonzo started to get to the point, leading the conversation to his own purpose.

"Oh! Tell me how you want to cooperate?" Wen Xu said.

"I want to promote these in my restaurant first, and then we will export them to Europe..." Aangzo said a lot.

Wen Xu condensed his fifteen-minute speech into a few words: price + packaging = approval in the European market.

Let's put it this way, Aonzo used his contacts in Europe to help Xu Dong open up the European market, but the price must give him enough room, and everyone may lose a little at the beginning.

Wen Xu couldn't understand what he heard directly, and asked Aonzo: "Why should I suffer such unnecessary losses? My stuff can't be supplied domestically, and I really have no interest in considering the issue of exporting to Europe! "

It’s not that my vegetables can’t be sold in China, and now RMB can be spent everywhere, okay? Why should I sell it for ten yuan a catty in China, but go to Europe to sell it for nine yuan a catty? Am I not sick!

"Success in the European market is more conducive to reputation?" Aonzo didn't understand.

"Europe is not important to me at all, we only produce good products for the Chinese," Wen Xin shrugged with a smile.

Aangzuo added: "You may not understand, I know that China has tax rebates for exports, and many Chinese companies would rather export at low prices in exchange for tax rebates...".

Aangzo thinks that the price given by himself, plus the tax rebate, is enough to offset the profit lost by Wenxuan, and exporting to Europe has not always been the best way for Chinese companies to make themselves look good?

"That's someone else!" Wen Xin rejected Aonzo's proposal with a smile: "I can't make enough money in China, let the money of the European people be left to the European people!"

Wen Xu also knows that some companies live by relying on export tax rebates, or even cheating on tax rebates, but their products are well made, such clean and natural vegetables can't be borrowed by Chinese people, why should they sell them to foreigners, and they still sell them? Lose money? European market? The European market is a dick!

From Aonzo's words, Wen Xu could still hear the sense of European superiority, so Aonzo was doomed to ask for this meal for nothing.

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