The Lucky Farm Girl-Chapter 36 - Favoritism and Filial Piety_1
Chapter 36: Chapter 36 Favoritism and Filial Piety_1
Chapter 36 -36 Favoritism and Filial Piety_1
“Every five days I will provide Drunken Immortal Tavern with three menus, and none of these menus will repeat. In return, I want to take twenty percent of all the sales from Drunken Immortal Tavern!”
No sooner had Yang Mengchen spoken than Nangong Lingfei snorted coldly, “Twenty percent? Isn’t Ms. Yang’s appetite a bit too big?”
Sipping his tea gracefully, Luo Jingrui’s lips quirked up.
When Ms. Yang first discussed cooperation with him, she wouldn’t budge an inch. He wanted to see if she could gain any advantage in front of Ling Fei, who was as stingy as they come.
Doctor Luo curled his lips. “Not good, not good, a mere twenty percent is simply too little. In my opinion, at least forty percent would be reasonable.”
“Uncle Shi!” Nangong Lingfei rubbed his forehead helplessly. “You have no familial ties to Ms. Yang, so why are you bending over backward to side with her?”
“What do you mean, no relation? In my heart, the girl is like my daughter; naturally, I’ll favor her,” Doctor Luo declared righteously.
Upon hearing this, everyone’s expressions subtly changed, while Yang Mengchen was filled with emotion.
Ignoring the biased Doctor Luo, Nangong Lingfei stared straight at Yang Mengchen. “Business is business. Ms. Yang, you must let me know what skills you have. Otherwise, expecting to obtain a twenty percent share out of thin air… such a cheap deal doesn’t exist in this world.”
“Just now, Young Master Nangong couldn’t stop praising the twenty-odd dishes,” she replied coolly.
As if she hadn’t noticed the irritation in Nangong Lingfei’s eyes, Yang Mengchen continued indifferently, “Whether it’s Sichuan, Shandong, Cantonese, or dishes from Zhejiang, Fujian, Hunan, Northeastern China, and more, I can prepare dozens of dishes from each cuisine. Drunken Immortal Tavern has a presence throughout Dong Chu. If these specialty dishes are introduced, coupled with different tavern styles designed based on local conditions, the turnover is bound to multiply several times over the current amount. Are you satisfied with my skills now, Young Master Nangong?”
Seeing a glint of excitement in Nangong Lingfei’s eyes, Luo Jingrui silently shook his head; it seemed Ling Fei wouldn’t miss this opportunity.
Indeed, as Luo Jingrui had predicted, Nangong Lingfei was tempted.
First, the more than twenty dishes he had just tasted were even more delicious than those from the Imperial Kitchen. Second, Ms. Yang spoke of cuisines he had never heard of. Third, the idea of designing different styles for the taverns was both novel and promised huge profits, which naturally excited him.
However, Nangong Lingfei had been doing business with his father since he was five and had long since learned to keep his emotions from showing. “The cuisines Ms. Yang mentioned are indeed good, but what exactly do you mean by different tavern styles? Can Ms. Yang clarify? Taking this Drunken Immortal Tavern as an example, how do you think it should be styled?”
“Once we sign the contract, I will give you the three menus and design drawings for the tavern,” said Yang Mengchen with a smile that was not quite a smile.
She was a true merchant, shrewdly seeking profit before even signing the contract. Did he take her for a naive ten-year-old farm girl?
Nangong Lingfei was stopped short.
Jingrui had warned him not to underestimate this young lady, but he hadn’t taken it to heart. After all, how could a mere girl take advantage of him, a seasoned businessman?
However, only after actually dealing with her did he realize that she led her opponent into the trap effortlessly, and they willingly jumped in, while she remained calm and composed. Her mentality and tactics were far superior to those of the seasoned players.
“Since Ms. Yang is so confident, I’ll give you the twenty percent,” said Nangong Lingfei as he picked up a pen and paper to write the contract.
“Hold on!” Yang Mengchen said with a calm voice to correct: “It’s not two parts, it’s three parts.”
Nangong Lingfei’s eyes flashed coldly, “Does Ms. Yang not know that going back on one’s word goes against the integrity of partnership?”
“We are not in a partnership yet, we are only negotiating, and since it is a negotiation, bargaining is of course necessary. Young Master Nangong feels the price is high, he can lower it, and if I feel it is too low, naturally I can raise it. It all depends on who has the bigger hand and who can benefit more, doesn’t it?” Yang Mengchen retorted. “I considered Uncle Luo’s face and only took a three-part stake, if it were someone else, it would have to be at least five parts, after all, the recipes and the design drawings are mine!”
Nangong Lingfei no longer dared to underestimate this young lady, and he had already treated her as a business partner.
Just as the young lady said, bargaining is inevitable in business, unless he used his power to oppress; but seeing the young lady and her two brothers were clearly not the type to shy away from conflict, and the recipes and design drawings belonged exclusively to her, if he attempted to seize them by force, he feared it would backfire.
And to the Nangong family, a three-part stake was a mere drop in the bucket, but if those recipes were introduced in Drunken Immortal Taverns everywhere, he was confident they would be hugely popular, thus naturally bringing in a continuous stream of wealth.
“Three parts is too few, at least it should be four parts,” Doctor Luo said gravely to Yang Mengchen: “Little girl, you’re just too honest and kind-hearted, letting this young man take such a great advantage for nothing. That won’t do. The Nangong family has plenty of silver; you should just make your demands without any concern for my face.”
Nangong Lingfei had a full head of black lines—his family’s silver was hard-earned, after all.
Casting a sympathetic glance at Nangong Lingfei, Luo Jingrui continued to sip his tea with elegance.
Lest Uncle Shi, whose heart had already skewed to the far side, cause more trouble, Nangong Lingfei agreed to give Yang Mengchen a three-part stake and quickly drafted the agreement, then passed it to Yang Mengchen.
Yang Mengchen took the agreement and read it over, the content clear and comprehensive. She then picked up a pen, added a note at the end, and signed her name.
Seeing that note, Nangong Lingfei’s look at Yang Mengchen became somewhat complex.
No wonder Uncle Shi was so fond and protective of the young lady; for her this sense of filial piety alone, he was more than willing to give the three-part stake.
Noticing his friend’s unusual expression, Luo Jingrui was extremely curious. He slightly tilted his head and, upon clearly seeing the content of the note, fell into deep thought.
The guards Nan Feng and Leng Xiao, standing behind the two, were greatly surprised and began to see the young lady in a new light.
The note clarified that Yang Mengchen would gift one part of the three-part stake to Doctor Luo for him to freely control, and no one was to covet it. After Doctor Luo passed away, Yang Mengchen would reclaim that one part.
Seeing the strange expressions of the four, an impatient Doctor Luo quickly stepped forward to take the agreement and look it over, his eyes gradually moistening, touched and sorrowful.
He hadn’t really done anything for the young lady, yet she respected and adored him in every way.
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Clearly the young lady could have reaped both fame and profit with her Medicine Making Technique, but she gave the chance to Apricot Forest Hall; clearly she was the one giving the Zhao family the opportunity to make money and teaching them the unique technique of creating colored patterned pottery, yet the Zhao family remembered it as his kindness; clearly she should have reaped the benefits from the partnership with Ling Fei, yet she gave him a one-part stake.
How could he not cherish such a filial, sensible, humble, and respectful young lady to the bottom of his heart?
“Uncle knows the young lady is filial, but I cannot accept this stake,” Doctor Luo gave the agreement back to Yang Mengchen, asking her to revoke that note.
