My dad's life

Du Yutang said that he had an emperor's tongue, although it was bragging.

But as a top chef, the taste itself is more developed than the average person. To taste what ingredients are used from the dishes is also the basic quality of a good chef.

When Fangyuan opened a bottle of sauce, he first sniffed the bottle, and then smiled: "Chili, garlic cloves, pepper, light soy sauce..."

Du Yutang deliberately showed off, and Fang Yuan pretended to be surprised and said: "Brother Du is amazing, I can guess it after hearing it."

"Of course, otherwise, can I still be considered a chef?" Du Yutang said proudly.

Then I used a spoon to scoop a little bit in my mouth.

His face became serious when he was grinning.

Turning around to the disciple behind, "Get me a bottle of pure water."

"Brother Du, how is it?" Fang Yuan asked with a smile.

"Wait, wait until I finish tasting them one by one." Du Yutang said seriously.

Fang Yuan didn't speak any more after hearing this, to see what he wanted to do.

Soon the big apprentice took a bottle of pure water.

Du Yutang took it, rinsed his mouth, and spooned it again to taste it.

This time it was a lot slower than before, and I closed my eyes, as if I was thinking about something carefully.

He did the same for the next few bottles. Before tasting each bottle, he had to rinse his mouth first, and then use a new spoon.

After he finished tasting them one by one, Fang Yuan asked again, "How? What did you taste?"

Du Yutang shook his head with a wry smile, and then followed the order of tasting just now, telling him which condiments he tasted one by one, even if it was fried, steamed or fried, etc., he could even say Come out one or two.

This made Fang Yuan had to admire, he was because he was open, and Du Yutang relied entirely on his own skills.

Finally, he said: "However, there are at least three to four of each kind, I really can't taste the material."

"It's normal if you can't taste it, otherwise there is no exclusive secret recipe in the world." Fang Yuan said with a smile.

Du Yutang seemed to be relieved when he heard the words. He laughed and said, "It's reasonable.

But he then thoughtfully said: "Fangyuan, is your sauce energy productive?"

"Mass production? As long as the materials are sufficient, of course mass production is possible." Fang Yuan said indifferently and kept busy.

"Then do you want to overproduce?" Du Yutang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he asked with joy.

Fang Yuan was not a fool, and immediately understood what he meant.

"You mean commercialization?"

"Yes, I have tasted all the sauces in the world. I can guarantee that no one can match the taste of what you make. If your sauce can become a commodity, you will definitely have a place in the condiment market. ."

"What you said makes sense, but it's too much trouble. I can't make a lot of money when I grow bigger. I don't have much energy to do this now." Fang Yuan thought about it and said.

"Can't make a lot of money? Then you really don't know. Since ancient times, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar tea, as long as it involves people's livelihood, has been huge profits. It seems that the cost is high and the profit is low.

But in fact, as long as you are an individual, you have life needs and consumption. This is a bottomless pit, a hole that will never be filled, and the economic value it produces can be imagined."

When Fang Yuan heard the words and thought about it carefully, it seemed that this was true.

"In fact, many people now think that the Internet industry and high-tech industries are making big money. In fact, they don't want to think that the people's livelihood industry is the most profitable. Traditional industries such as condiments, catering, medicine, etc., are not obvious. But the profits will definitely not be smaller than those of emerging industries, after all, people have to eat and drink."

Fang Yuan was a little moved when he heard this.

Du Yutang continued to fight the iron while the iron was hot: "If you don't want to make it yourself, you can find someone to cooperate. You give out the secret recipe, and the other party pays for the production and sales. You can just wait and get the money. It's easy and the money, isn't it happy?"

"It's you that you want to say?" Fang Yuan looked at him with a smile.

"Hey, I know I can't hide it from you. In fact, I also have my own condiment factory, but it's not very large. It's all directly supplied to restaurants and not retail."

Du Yutang didn't feel embarrassed. He didn't take advantage of the square, but wanted to cooperate with him. Since it is cooperation, it is mutual benefit.

"This matter is capable, but I won't talk about it today, I will find someone to discuss with you." Fang Yuan said after thinking.

He has always believed in professional things to be done by professional people.

He doesn't understand this very well, so he won't promise Du Yutang anything. After today, he will find a professional person to talk about cooperation.

After all, I really want to cooperate. It's not just talking about how many shares do you own and how many shares I own, and then just start working. It's not a brainless novel.

It is not only necessary to investigate the condiment market data, but also to evaluate the formula, and then to allocate the equity based on the economic value that the formula can generate.

In addition, there are very formal legal provisions for the use and ownership of trademarks.

Otherwise, it’s not impossible to wait for you to work hard to make the market bigger and stronger, and the other party learns your formula again, so you can leave it alone.

These are all lessons learned.

So just leave it to a professional person.

Although Fang Yuan did not immediately agree, but said that he would find someone to talk to him, which was basically settled.

So Du Yutang seemed to be in a particularly good mood. You should know that he has been a chef for so many years, and he has no vision. It is really for nothing.

As long as these condiments can be launched on the market, they will definitely be an instant success. He has factories and channels. The only thing missing is products with exclusive characteristics.

The appearance of Fangyuan's sauces is undoubtedly the icing on the cake.

Fang Yuan said that finding someone to talk to him is nothing more than a question of profit distribution, but no matter what, as long as he cooperates, the final result will be profit for him.

The two were talking when they suddenly saw a small head sticking out of the kitchen door.

"What are you doing, sneaky." Fang Yuan watched the little guy sneaking into the kitchen and asked speechlessly.

"I'm seeing if you secretly eat delicious food." The little guy replied immediately.

Then she stopped hiding, just stood up, unexpectedly there was a long string behind her.

It turned out that they were playing a game of driving a train, one by one.

The little guy is a locomotive. When she passed the kitchen door just now, she got upset and leaned on the door to peek inside.

Seeing you in the back, they also crept, as it was a game.

"You think I'm you little piggy, you know every day that you are thinking about eating, don't get in the way in the kitchen, and go out to play."

"Just now Guan Yongrui said that his father brought delicious beef, and I want to eat beef."

For little carnivores, beef is one of her favorites.

"I want to call Guan Yongrui brother, and it's still raw now, do you want to eat it? If you want to eat it, wait for it to be cooked." Fang Yuan rubbed her little head and said.

The little guy was a little disappointed when he heard the words, rolled his eyes and said, "It's really hard."

Then turned around and ran out.

The long line behind her naturally turned around. When passing by Fangyuan, they all learned from the little guy to say "Really Moji."

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The word "moji", the little guy, definitely learned from Father Fang, because it belongs to the Northeast dialect, so Fang's father can speak it at home.