Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

"Why don't you try it? After you taste it, you can decide whether you want it or not?" Yang Xiaobao didn't want to just go back home like this.

This woman probably nodded because Yang Xiaobao saved her.

"Okay then, I'll try your tomatoes, but the price won't be too high."

She felt that since the other party had saved her, she should buy his tomatoes as a repayment to him.

Hearing that she wanted to taste her own tomatoes, Yang Xiaobao immediately regained his spirits.

He is very confident in the tomatoes he grows, as long as she eats them, she will definitely be moved.

The woman beckoned to the two chefs: "Master Li, Master Wang, you two come here and help move."

"Boss Yin, we don't need that many tomatoes." A chef in his 50s said with some embarrassment.

"Don't worry about it, if it doesn't work, just share it with the staff and take it home to eat."

"This... why bother?"

Even so, he and another man in his 30s walked to the door of the hotel.

Yang Xiaobao took out a tomato and handed it to the woman.

The woman wiped it with her hand and took a small bite.

She thought that these tomatoes must be no different from ordinary ones, except that they were sweeter at most.

When she took the first bite, the tomato juice filled her mouth instantly, and the sweet and sour complemented each other.

"This……"

She froze there, speechless.

Seeing her expression, Yang Xiaobao smiled.

He had seen this expression many times yesterday.

"Boss Yin, is it not tasty? It's fine if it's not tasty." That master Li said at this time.

"No, it's not," cried the woman. "It's delicious! I've never had such delicious tomatoes!"

It's still the same sentence.

Then her next action was the same as those who tasted the tomatoes yesterday, and ate them with big mouthfuls regardless of her image.

"Delicious, delicious, really delicious!"

After eating, the woman let out a sigh of satisfaction.

"This... Mr. Yin, is it really that delicious?"

Seeing the curious faces of the two chefs, Yang Xiaobao quickly took out two tomatoes and handed them to them.

When they took the first bite, the suspicion just now turned into excitement.

"It's really delicious. I have been a chef for so many years, and I have never eaten such delicious tomatoes!"

"Boss Yin, we can ask for these tomatoes."

The woman nodded with a smile, and asked Yang Xiaobao, "How much is a catty of your tomatoes?"

Yang Xiaobao hesitated for a moment, then said, "25 a catty."

"25!"

That master Li screamed, as if he couldn't believe it.

But soon he figured it out.

"Such delicious tomatoes are not expensive at 25 catties. If customers like them, they can still make money."

"The key is that we..."

The woman became a little hesitant as before.

"Boss Yin, maybe we can rely on this tomato to make a good comeback?"

Master Li seemed to understand Mr. Yin's worry, and said in a low voice.

Mr. Yin thought about it, and finally made up his mind: "Okay, then buy it, and I will repay you for saving you today."

Then she turned to Master Li and said, "You want to have a few main dishes made with tomatoes. We will launch them grandly today. It doesn't matter if the price is high."

"Okay, I'm going to get someone to move these tomatoes in now."

Mr. Yin turned around and smiled and said to Yang Xiaobao: "Go to my office and wait. After they weigh the weight, I will pay you. If you believe them, you can watch it face to face."

Yang Xiaobao immediately waved his hands and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I trust them.

He followed President Yin into her office.

Yang Xiaobao observed that this restaurant is top-notch in terms of decoration, sanitation, and the appearance of the waiters.

Even the Lin family's big restaurant he went to last time looked a bit rustic compared to this restaurant.

"Please sit down."

After Yang Xiaobao sat down, Mr. Yin brought Yang Xiaobao a glass of water.

"Mr. Yin, the business of our restaurant should be good." Yang Xiaobao asked without words.

Hearing Yang Xiaobao's question, President Yin's face became a little depressed, and he sighed.

"I am dissatisfied with you and said that our restaurant's business has declined rapidly during this period, and it is almost impossible to survive."

Hearing what she said, Yang Xiaobao froze for a moment, and quickly asked: "This...what the hell is going on?"

"Our main competitor, Yahe Restaurant, has recently recruited two chefs from first-tier cities. Their signature dishes are very good, and they have taken our customers away."

"Yahe Restaurant?" The first restaurant Yang Xiaobao went to was Yahe Restaurant.

He also kicked out a middle-aged man there.

"Boss Yin, there is no unparalleled road. It's okay. The business has ups and downs. Maybe it will get better in the future."

Hearing Yang Xiaobao's words, President Yin smiled politely.

"What is your name?"

Yang Xiaobao hastily introduced himself.

"Xiaobao, thank you for saving me this morning." President Yin said, "My name is Yin Rui, and I am the manager of this restaurant."

At this moment, that Master Li came in and told them the weight of a cart of tomatoes.

Yin Rui nodded, calculated the account, and then transferred the money to Yang Xiaobao.

"Mr. Yin, thank you, if you need anything, please call me."

As Yang Xiaobao said, he left Yin Rui his phone number.

"No problem, if our restaurant doesn't close down." Yin Rui made a joke.

Yang Xiaobao smiled, took his leave and left Yin Rui's restaurant.

When Yang Xiaobao walked to the door of the restaurant, he took a special look at the name of the restaurant: Lanxuan Restaurant.

The cart of tomatoes was finally sold out, and the stone in Yang Xiaobao's heart finally fell.

He drove towards Stone Village, thinking in his heart, what should we do with the next vegetables?

Yin Rui was able to buy all the tomatoes this time because he saved her once.

People will definitely not buy it again.

What about the next batch of tomatoes and cucumbers that are about to come down?

Now Yang Xiaobao secretly regrets his impulse, planting vegetables may not be a good choice.

When Yang Xiaobao returned home, he found that Xue Jianhua had returned to Stone Village.

"Xiao Bao, how is it? Have you sold it?"

Yang Xiaobao nodded: "It's sold! It's all sold!"

"That's great!" Xue Jianhua said happily, "Let me just say, our things cost 25 yuan a catty, and we can definitely sell them!"

"But what next?"

Xue Jianhua chuckled and said, "The bosses of the three restaurants we went to yesterday called me again just now and said they wanted some more of our tomatoes. His customers responded very well yesterday."

"Great, then shall we pick it and send it to them?"

"They are used to it! Let them do it themselves!"