Zhang Jian’s expression changed when he heard this. He was about to object, but his son stopped him with his eyes. The latter then turned his face down and scolded: “I’m talking to Mr. Zhou, what are you talking about? Get out!”

The subordinate remembered his identity and quickly lowered his head to admit his mistake, then left the door. After this trouble, Mr. Zhang no longer got entangled in the question in front of him, but just smiled at Zhou Yun: "It makes Brother Zhou laugh, but this is just a trivial matter after all, and it is not as important as you and me to drink." As he said that, he raised his glass.

Although Zhou Yun was unwilling to accept it, he was not too anxious at this time, so he could only smile and raise his glass to respond. Because Mr. Zhang intentionally changed the topic, they did not talk about Liu Fangju and Sun Tu again. Zhou Yun said goodbye after drinking a few glasses of wine.

After he left, the smile on Mr. Zhang's face suddenly closed, and his eyes showed a sarcastic look: "He Zhou Yun had a good plan and wanted to use me to achieve his goal."

"Young Master's eyes are indeed like a torch, but he is too worried." Zhang Jian hurriedly said with a funny look.

"But Sun Tu dared not give me face so much, so I can't just let it go. The hotel business has plummeted in the past two months. If it doesn't improve, it's hard to explain to the adults." Mr. Zhang frowned and said. The adults he said were not referring to an official, but to his father.

In fact, since ancient times, adults have always called their father and grandfather by their younger generations. There was no such name in the officialdom. Otherwise, they would be like a joke like a father. It was not until later that such etiquette that concerns dignity was negligent, and there was a scene where everyone in the court was full of adults.

Zhang Jian nodded and said yes. He also knew that his son had a lot of burden on him recently. The Niulou hotel was made by the master of the family to test his abilities. If he really lost money, his life would be even worse, as he was just the second son in the family.

So he quickly said: "What the young master said is that you can't just forget about this, but it's absolutely impossible to use strong people. Liufangju is the property of the Tong family, so he offended Taiwei Tong, which will only cause greater trouble to you. The cheapest one will be Zhou Yun."

"Then tell me, how should we fight back?"

"Since Sun Tuheng refused to sell us the fried chicken recipe, he could only use some other means. The young man actually had two strategies. If he could do two-pronged approach, Liu Fangju would definitely not be able to take advantage of it!" As he said that, Zhang Jian took a step forward, lowered his voice and told his plan.

Mr. Zhang, whose face was already covered with clouds, looked a little better: "This is indeed a good idea. What's even better is that everything is reasonable and even if Taiwei Tong pursues it later, he can only blame his own people for not having enough methods. Just do what you want, and I will see results within half a month."

"I understand, I'll have someone to follow my plan these two days." Zhang Jian immediately agreed with his fists, and he let out a sigh of relief. At least his son could still listen to the good words, rather than doing something out of order in anger.

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After entering the winter months, Sun Tu was busier than before, because he not only had to practice riding and shooting during the day and calligraphy at night, but now he also had more guns and sticks to practice. As a result, the time became a little crowded. In desperation, he could only sue Tong Mu and Wu Li to reduce the number of times he went to Liuxiang.

Tong Mu still expressed his understanding and support for this, because he knew very well that this was a more important thing for Sun Tu and was related to his future. Moreover, Liu Fangju has now entered a stable track. As long as he can provide the ingredients for fried chicken in time, it will not affect the business in the store, and it will not have much to do with whether to go or not.

That afternoon, when Sun Tu was practicing a set of stick techniques that Xin learned from Lu Zhishen in his yard, the gate of the yard was suddenly knocked, which made him have to pause his movements and go over and open the door.

After seeing that it was Wu Li standing in front of the door, Sun Tu couldn't help but feel a little surprised: "Shopkeeper Wu, are you here today? Didn't I just sent the seasonings two days ago? I probably won't use it all, right?"

Wu Li came in but was frowning: "Young Master Sun, it's not that he used up the seasonings, but that he lacked chicken."

"How do you say this?" Sun Tu was a little confused. He knew very well that Liufangju had to sell two or three hundred chickens every day recently, which is indeed a big number in today's era. After all, the number of chickens raised by farmers in Bianjing and around him is also limited.

However, he never thought that this would be a problem. The business in the Song Dynasty was already quite developed. As long as there was demand, there would be someone to supply it. Especially in large cities like Bianjing, some people wanted to make money. Since they wanted chickens, they would raise them, or even go to other places to buy them to sell them to Liufangju.

But today, how could such difficulties occur?

After sitting down, Wu Licai said with a bitter face and explained: "Originally, the chicken in our store was guaranteed. They were purchased from several farms outside the city, and the prices were always fair. But just two days ago, the farmers in those farms suddenly stopped supplying the goods. At that time, the young man thought that the chickens they raised had been sold to us, so he didn't think much about it and wanted to buy them from other places. But, after asking around, he found that there was no place to buy chickens around Tokyo..."

"The supply of goods suddenly broke?" Sun Tu narrowed his eyes and had a vague judgment in his heart: "How can there be such a coincidence in this world? I'm afraid someone has done something secretly, right?"

"It was only after a few inquiries that I finally figured out the story. It turned out that a few days ago, someone had purchased chickens from farmers at a price of more than 10% of us. Now there are no chickens to buy near Tokyo."

"It's a great trick to get rid of the firewood from the cauldron, but it's really for our fried chicken." Sun Tu sneered. He knew that this must be an off-track trick used by some colleagues in the city when they were not able to compete. In fact, if this trick was put into later generations, it would be impossible to do it. After all, logistics in a thousand years is too developed, and you can't buy anything in one place. You can spend some troubles to buy from other places. But now this era is different. It's not only time and effort to buy chicken from outside the capital, but the cost alone has to double. It's really not cost-effective.

"Mr. Sun, what should you do next? The second young master was left in the Imperial College for the past two days. He had no choice but to discuss it with you." Manager Wu said with a bitter face.

Only then did Sun Tu know why the other party came to find him first, but then he felt a little moved again. It seemed that this matter had been planned and that Tong Mu could not get out of the Imperial College, so he would make a move. From this point of view, the opponent should be quite familiar with the matters of the Tong family.

However, he quickly pressed this question temporarily and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper Wu, don't be anxious. I'll find a way to do this. Isn't it just that there is no source of chicken? At the latest, I'll send some to you tomorrow."

"Young Master Sun, can you really find chicken?" Wu Li was happy at the time, but asked with some doubts. Because Liu Fangju's signature now is the fried chicken, and it has already made many customers feel dissatisfied.

"Of course, just keep your heart. I promise to deliver the chicken, and the price is fair, so it will never be difficult for you." Sun Tu said with his chest.

When he said this, Wu Li didn't have any doubts anymore, so he nodded and said, "Then I'm relieved. I just hope that Mr. Sun will send the chicken to the store as soon as possible." After that, he bowed his hand and then left.

Sun Tu showed an unpredictable smile at this time. Those opponents may be a bit threatening to others, but when they come to him, it is no problem at all.

He had thought about how to take out the frozen chicken in Jie Zhongjie warehouse to digest it. Now he is just giving himself a chance? This time, those opponents have helped him a lot and can just exchange the things in the warehouse for cash.
Chapter completed!