The yearning life starts from catching the sea

Chapter 120 Seafood Street

When Qin Tian returned home, Zhang Liya was cooking breakfast in the kitchen. When she saw him coming in from the outside, she didn't ask, but greeted, "Xiao Tian, ​​I'm ready for breakfast."

He nodded and smiled, "Okay, Mom."

With that said, he walked into the kitchen and asked, "Mom, what delicious food are you cooking? It's so delicious!"

Zhang Liya gave him a blank look and said, "You don't know how to read it yourself!"

Qin Tian glanced into the pot, his eyes lit up and he said, "Pig red pickle soup."

Then he asked suspiciously: "Mom, did you get up so early to go to the vegetable market?"

Zhang Liya laughed and said, "No, the pig red and pig offal were brought here when the fat man from your company came to pick vegetables."

Qin Tian couldn't help shaking his head when he heard this, thinking: This fat man is more and more good at pleasing people now, I really don't know what he will become in the future.

He sighed, and Zhang Liya turned off the fire and said, "Little Tian, ​​take the pot out first! I'll take the bowls and chopsticks."

Qin Tian smiled and nodded, picked up the pot and walked to the living room nimbly. Soon, he was sitting at the dining table and eating breakfast deliciously.

This pot of pork red pickled vegetable soup is very delicious as soon as you eat it. The pork red caramel in it is fragrant and tender, and the pickles are sour and crispy. With a small amount of pork offal and dried shrimp, it not only has a rich taste, but also It also looks sweeter.

Of course, there is indispensable white pepper in it, which makes people want another bowl after eating it, and the body becomes warm, which is enjoyable and comfortable.

When he was a child, Qin Tian once thought that red pig and pickled vegetable soup was one of the most delicious dishes in the world. The first time he ate pig red and pickled vegetable soup was when he was five years old.

That winter, his father and several other families in the village jointly bought a big fat pig and planned to kill it to make sausage. For this reason, they specially invited a butcher from another village to kill the pig.

On the day of slaughtering the pig, before dawn, Zhang Liya called Qin Tian out of the warm bed. He originally wanted to lose his temper and protest, but when he was led out of the house by Zhang Liya, he smelled The strong fragrance, then his eyes rolled around, and he quickly locked his eyes on the big iron pot in the middle of the yard.

He was about to ask Zhang Liya, but he found that she had already walked to the big iron pot and lifted the lid. Suddenly, a puff of white water vapor scattered in all directions, and a more delicious smell also wafted into his mind. .

Not long after he was intoxicated, Zhang Liya walked towards him with a bowl in his hand. He looked at the delicious things in the bowl and asked, "Mom, what is this?"

Zhang Liya filled a spoon with some soup and cooled it down, and replied, "Xiaotian, this is pork red pickle soup!"

After she finished speaking, she put the spoon into Qin Tian's mouth, and Qin Tian opened his mouth to eat it. Since then, he will never forget the delicious taste.

Qin Tian recalled the past in his mind, but he didn't stop. After a while, he leaned back on the chair satiated with food. He squinted his eyes to understand, then shook his head regretfully and said: "After all, it's not as good as it was when I was young. tasty."

Zhang Liya laughed and said, "Of course it's not as delicious as it was back then! The pigs at that time grew up eating grain, but now the pigs eat feed, so the taste can be the same!"

Qin Tian sighed: "Yes! Now people's lives have improved, but the food they eat has deteriorated."

After breakfast, Qin Tian drove away from home. He had made an appointment with Jiang Fucai before, and today he would go to the shop that sells dried abalone. If the price is right, he would like to sell dried seafood on the online seafood mall.

Delicacy from mountains and seas has always been a good gift for people. With the help of the online platform, he wants to carry out matching sales during the Spring Festival to enhance the shopping experience of customers.

Not long after, Qin Tian picked up Jiang Fucai at Donggang Wharf. Jiang Fucai sat in the co-pilot cautiously, and the boss personally drove him in a luxury car. He felt a little flattered!
Qin Tian saw this and felt a burst of laughter in his heart. People often create pressure for themselves. This shows how deeply rooted the concept of class is in people's hearts.

He did not speak to comfort Jiang Fucai, because this kind of mentality could only be adjusted by himself. If he said so, it would make Jiang Fucai even more cautious and uneasy.

Fortunately, the destination is not far from Donggang Wharf, just on a seafood street near the seafood market.

Qin Tian found a place to park his car at the intersection, and walked into the street with Jiang Fucai.

The air on the street exudes a strong fishy smell of the sea.

Qin Tian rarely came here in the past, so he couldn't help but slowly look at the seafood shops on the street.

Seafood is not cheap, so dried seafood is often more expensive. Although the store is not big, the goods inside are worth a lot of money.

Shark's fin, fish maw, fish lip, fish skin, dried squid, dried cuttlefish, shrimp, dried shrimp, dried shrimp, dried sea cucumber, dried abalone, scallops, scallops, mussels, kelp, seaweed, etc., are really everything.

While walking slowly, Jiang Fucai led Qin Tian into an alley and knocked on the door of a house.

An angry voice came from the old house: "Who is it?"

Jiang Fucai responded loudly: "Master Chen, it's me, Xiao Jiang."

After a while, the iron gate "clanged", and a small door opened, and an old man with gray hair appeared in front of them.

Jiang Fucai introduced with a smile: "Master Chen, this is my boss. He tasted the dried abalone you made last time and liked it very much, so this time we came here specially to visit."

Qin Tian leaned slightly and said, "Master Chen, my name is Qin Tian, ​​I'm sorry to bother you today."

Chen Quanshun glanced at Jiang Fucai, looked at Qin Tian again, and said with a smile on his face: "The visitor is a guest, come in and talk!"

After speaking, he stepped aside, Qin Tian smiled and nodded his thanks, and led Jiang Fucai into the courtyard.

Looking around, the courtyard is not very big, there are some potted plants planted by the wall, a reclining chair is placed in the middle of the courtyard, and there is a small coffee table next to the reclining chair, on which a small pot of tea is slowly steaming.

Qin Tian turned around and said with a smile: "Master Chen, it seems that we are disturbing your pleasure."

Chen Quanshun closed the iron gate, said with a chuckle, "I usually like to drink some tea, how could I be so elegant!"

He stretched out his hand and said, "Let's sit in the past."

After finishing speaking, he went into the room and took two stools out. Qin Tian took two quick steps after seeing it, took the stool from him and said, "Master Chen, you're welcome, we can do it ourselves."

Jiang Fucai also stepped forward with a wink and took the stool to the small coffee table and put it away.

After a while, the three of them each took a cup of tea and tasted it.

The tea is not the best tea, but at this time, it can drink a kind of leisurely feeling.

Qin Tian put down his teacup and praised: "Master Chen, your tea is really good."

Chen Quanshun said with a cheerful smile: "How do I know how to make tea? Just like everyone else, just brew it with boiling water."

Qin Tian laughed softly: "Master Chen, don't be modest. Although I don't know much about tea, I can still drink your tea with a free and easy mood."

Chen Quanshun glanced at him and said, "Actually, the teas are all the same, but the drinkers are different."

Jiang Fucai listened to their conversation and a lot of questions popped up in his mind. He took a few more sips from the tea cup and wondered: This doesn't have any artistic conception!

Qin Tian nodded lightly and smiled, "Master Chen, you've been taught."

Chen Quanshun's eyes flashed with appreciation. It's rare for young people to be so calm!

He reached out his hand to refill Qin Tian's tea and asked, "Boss Qin, I don't know what you want from me, an old man?"

Qin Tian said frankly: "To tell you the truth, I came today to discuss cooperation with you."

Chen Quanshun looked at him quietly, and he continued: "I opened an e-commerce company myself, selling seafood and fish products online. Last time I tasted the dried abalone you made and thought it was very good, I wondered if I could Buy goods with you and sell them on our online platform."

Although Chen Quanshun is old, he is obviously no stranger to the Internet. After hearing this, he immediately shook his head and said: "Boss Qin, I'm afraid your trip will be in vain."

Qin Tian asked with a smile: "Master Chen, are you worried about the price?"

Jiang Fucai also said: "Master Chen, don't worry, we are very sincere."

Chen Quanshun sighed and said, "I'm not worried about the price, but because I don't have so much to sell to you!"

Jiang Fucai asked suspiciously: "Master Chen, don't you have a store in Haiwei Street? Why are there no goods?"

Chen Quanshun said with a smile: "You don't know, although I have a dried seafood store, there are really not many dried abalones sold to Xiao Jiang last time, and it was my son who put the dried abalones in the wrong place last time. It happened to be discovered by you Xiao Jiang, so I sold it to you, otherwise, those dried abalones would not be sold in the store."

Qin Tian and Jiang Fucai looked at each other. They did not expect such a situation to occur. Qin Tian asked: "Master Chen, can you tell me the reason for this?"

Chen Quanshun picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and said with reminiscence in his eyes: "When I was young, I was fortunate to learn how to make abalone wing belly from a seafood master, but unfortunately I am not talented, only dried abalone It’s a bit true, but with this ability, I can be regarded as accumulating a family business.”

"However, in the past ten years, as wild fishery resources have gradually depleted, there are not many high-quality wild abalones left, and I have gradually become less likely to make dried abalone myself."

"Because of the method I learned, I can only make wild abalone, not farmed abalone. Moreover, this method is not worth the loss when used to make ordinary wild abalone."

"So, if you want to buy in large quantities, that's simply not realistic."

After hearing this, Qin Tian pondered for a moment and smiled, "Master Chen, since this is the case, then we won't bother you. We will visit again when we have time."

Chen Quanshun didn't stop them either, and sent them out of the courtyard with a smile.

Walking down the street, Jiang Fucai couldn't help but said, "Boss, I think that Master Chen must have been telling the truth. Although there are not as many wild abalones as before, they are still not uncatchable."

Qin Tian shook his head and said with a smile: "What Master Chen said is half true and half false!"

Jiang Fucai looked at him suspiciously, and he explained: "Actually, what he wants to say is that the method of making dried abalones cannot be mass-produced. Seafood Street."

"Also, he said that he can't make farmed abalone, which should be true, after all, no one raised abalone before."

"In addition, he also reminded me that high-end seafood is generally not for sale. On the one hand, ordinary people simply don't know what to buy. On the other hand, high-end seafood can never be measured simply by money. It can bring There are many invisible benefits, such as favors, such as fame."

Jiang Fucai nodded after listening, and then asked: "Then what are his words false?"

Qin Tian glanced at him and said, "On the other hand, what he said is all false."

Jiang Fucai was a little stunned, why is this all fake?

Qin Tian said with certainty: "This master Chen doesn't know how to make dried abalones. The dried abalones you bought must be made by others."

Jiang Fucai felt even more confused, what's going on?

Qin Tian explained slowly: "Lao Jiang, think about it for yourself. If you have a very good abalone making skill, will you pass it on to your son?"

Jiang Fucai nodded very positively.

He continued: "If your son learns how to make dried abalones, will your son still misplace dried abalones?"

"Besides, if he really has such a powerful abalone making skill, he would have already become a well-known abalone making master."

Jiang Fucai said shyly, "Boss, I'm sorry, I made you come here for nothing."

Qin Tian shrugged and said, "It's okay. I just came here this time to see if I can find a stable supply channel for top-quality seafood. It's normal that there is no harvest now. After all, top-quality seafood is not an ordinary product. I will look for it slowly in the future."

Jiang Fucai nodded, and his uneasy mood calmed down.

Not long after, Qin Tian drove Jiang Fucai back to Donggang Wharf, and he drove directly to the company.

At 12:24 noon, He Qingzheng walked into his office excitedly to report: "Boss, the [-]-hour statistics of our Tianshangxian APP have been released."

“The number of downloads and registrations in 24 hours was 163 million, the retention rate was 82%, the average online time was 21 minutes, the proportion of active accounts was 76%, the order rate was 35%, and the sales volume was 522 million. Overall, we have a very good start. , then it depends on the continued operation of the APP.”

After hearing this, Qin Tian smiled happily and said, "Very well, you are so lucky!"

He then asked, "How about the Mini Program Mall?"

He Qingzheng said with a little embarrassment: "Because the Mini Program Mall did not synchronize some activities, sales fell by 30% year-on-year. However, we have studied it and this is normal. After all, we will definitely be promoting APP in the future."

Qin Tian thought for a while and explained: "Although this is the case, you should pay attention to the opinions of customers. After all, there are many regular customers on the small program."

He Qingzheng nodded and agreed, "Okay, boss, I will pay attention."

Then, they chatted about the delivery again, and Qin Tian found that there was no problem, so he asked He Qingzheng to continue to work.

And he drove back home, because Zhang Liya was the only one at home, and he usually had nothing else to do, so he would go home to eat with Zhang Liya. After all, don't wait until later when you can be filial.

(End of this chapter)