Seeing that Wu Dalang was so ignorant, Li Zhengyi had no choice but to continue to deceive him... No, he continued to encourage him.
He thought for a moment and then changed the question: "I wonder what you think of your own cakes at Wuhan University?"
Afraid that he would not understand, Li Zhengyi added another sentence: "Do the guests like to eat it?"
It's a good idea to ask yourself these things, but Li Zhengyi's question tickled Wu Dalang's flesh, and his eyes immediately became a little proud.
"I'm not bragging at Wuhan University, the cooking cakes I make are absolutely delicious. Otherwise, it would be impossible for everyone to know my name in less than a year after moving to Yanggu County."
It was easier to handle now. Li Zhengyi felt satisfied when he saw Wu Dalang being so confident, but he still had to guide him step by step.
"Then have you ever thought about putting your name on the cakes you sell?"
Seeing the confused look in the other person's eyes, Li Zhengyi had no choice but to explain it in more detail so that he could understand.
"From now on you will not sell cooking cakes..."
"What can I do if I don't sell cooking cakes?"
Li Zhengyi had some displeasure in his eyes. He had just started speaking.
"Don't interrupt, just listen to what I have to say. I just mentioned...oh, I mentioned that you don't sell cooking cakes anymore."
Although he still wanted to ask why he didn't sell cooking biscuits, he was stopped by the stern eyes of the person opposite him, so Wu Dalang could only lower his head and listen carefully.
"From now on you will only sell Wu Dalang cooking cakes!"
...?
"Yes, that's it! We only sell Wu Dalang cooking cakes. We want customers to think of cooking cakes when they see you, and they think of you when they think of cooking cakes!"
“Once you get to this point, you can open a branch.”
Wu Dalang in front may still not understand, but he did understand this sentence.
"You traitor, you want to exhaust me, Wu Dalang, to death. You are so vicious!"
The excitement on Li Zhengyi's face suddenly froze, "Wu Dalang, what do you mean by this?"
Wu Dalang stood up indignantly and looked directly at Li Er, who was cheating and drinking at his house all day long.
"What do you mean? I'm exhausted from making up to ten fan-long cooking cakes every day. Now you actually ask me to open a branch. How many cooking cakes do you have to make every day? Isn't Wu Dalang going to be exhausted to death?"
Ugh, what do you think you are? Was that the original idea?
He didn't expect the other party to be so ignorant, and his previous enthusiasm suddenly waned. But there was a point in his words. Since we had already started, he just wanted to finish.
"You can hire people. As long as you make your Wudalang Cooking Cake brand famous, people will come to you and ask to open a branch."
"You don't need to pay a penny at that time. I just need to authorize you to use the brand and technology of Wudalang Chubing. You don't even need the technology, just let the other party adjust it according to local tastes."
"A branch will charge at least ten taels of silver. If the other party can't pay that much at once, it can be less, but the raw materials must be purchased from you. By then, a county will at least open more than ten branches, and it will be easy for a year. At least I got a few hundred taels of silver."
"But think about how many states and counties there were in the Song Dynasty. One day, when your Wu Dalang Cake Shop opens into Tokyo, you can really sleep on your money."
Li Zhengyi's words here can be regarded as helping Wu Dalang point out the direction.
I had previously thought about selling Li Er's house to help his family expand their business so that Pan Jinlian could live in peace of mind.
But now that Wu Dalang felt like he was lying to him, Li Zhengyi thought it was better to forget it and leave it to his younger brother Wu Song to help Wu Dalang improve his life.
Li Zhengyi waved his sleeves and left without taking anything with him, but Wu Dalang was still a little unable to turn around because of what he had just said, and froze in place.
"How come my Wuhan University's cooking cakes can be sold in Tokyo?"
Wu Dalang had to rely on himself to think clearly, but Pan Jinlian, who was standing behind the curtain at this moment, looked very shocked.
She knew that Li Zhengyi was a capable person, but she didn't expect that he would have such grievances in his heart.
But why did she send such great wealth to Wu Dalang? Didn't Pan Jinlian do enough?
But then a frightening light appeared in her eyes again. Pan Jinlian helped make most of the cakes that Wu Dalang made.
To be honest, she is not necessarily worse than others. If she follows the method Li Er just said...
At this time, she noticed that Li Zhengyi left without even eating. Pan Jinlian quickly put the two dishes she had just cooked into the food box and quickly chased him out.
"Second Brother Li, Second Brother Li, please wait for the slave family."
Li Zhengyi had just gone out and not far away when Pan Jinlian caught up with him panting, handed over the food box in his hand and said, "You haven't eaten yet."
Seeing that there was no one else around, he whispered again: "Bad guy, why don't you think about me even if you have such good things?"
Why call him a bad guy again? This bitch is real. Is it because she can't go out because he sees her every day?
But the food she cooked was really good, so Li Zhengyi still caught the food box.
When Pan Jinlian returned home and saw Wu Dalang still sitting in his original position, he couldn't help but cursed: "What a heartless white-eyed wolf. Brother Li kindly taught you how to make money, but it's a shame for you that you don't even know how to give it away." "
"If I hadn't taken care of you, who else would be a guest in your poor guy's home from today on?"
After eating rice and steamed buns for dinner, Wu Dalang was about to go to bed, but he was kicked down by a white and tender foot.
"Go downstairs and sleep!"
Pan Jinlian was tossing and turning, her mind was filled with what Li Zhengyi... said today about how to get rich.
I secretly thought to myself that that person really wasn't good at living, so why wouldn't he use it if he had such a method? Fortunately, he had firmly remembered it, and from now on...
After Li Zhengyi returned home, he opened the food box and saw a plate full of fried tofu and beef.
"Have you cooked too much food today? It just so happens that you don't have to go out to drink mutton soup tonight."
Immediately, he took out the still warm food in the food box and ate it with big mouthfuls. As expected, he didn't go out again in the evening. He just stayed at home to exercise and hone his martial arts.
After getting up the next day, it was still the same as before. After everything was completed, I went to the direction of Zishi Street again.
"Bad guy, is yesterday's meal enough?"
Li Zhengyi was used to the woman's somewhat fickle names, but he still replied: "Absolutely."
Pan Jinlian, who had just received the food box, had a meal, and thought that he was indeed a man who could eat, so I would just cook more food with him today...
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Open the door!"
…
"Are you here?"
"Um."
For some reason, Wu Dalang's attitude gradually became a little cold, and Li Zhengyi also responded indifferently.
He didn't ask for anything from the other party. Instead, he guarded the door for the other party all day long. Who was he showing his face to?
Fortunately, I can go back after staying for more than twenty days. I don't ask Wu Dalang to be grateful to me, as long as he can still say something good to me.
After all, he, Li Zhengyi, doesn't do good deeds just for the sake of some reward.
