The fake young master of the rich family is blown up again

After thinking about it, Di Zhenbang finally decided to listen to Ning Hai's suggestion and donate Di's recipes to the Huaiyang Cuisine Museum.

Wen Renli helped Di Zhenbang contact Ning Hai, and Ning Hai took the lead to find the Huaiyang Cuisine Museum. Wen Renli didn't care about how the three parties discussed it. He only knew that the Huaiyang Cuisine Museum finally decided to make a popular science about the eight major cuisines of my country. and food culture variety show, invited eight well-known chefs in the industry as guests, and each guest is responsible for a cuisine.

Among them, Ning Hai is in charge of Jiangsu cuisine, and Di Zhenbang is in charge of Zhejiang cuisine.It is said that after the filming of the show, Ning Hai and Di Zhenbang often got together to discuss and improve a lot of Fangshan recipes.

The pickles that Di Zhenbang made in his free time also became popular on the show.He is a descendant of the royal chef. Although the pickles made according to the records of the Di family's recipes are inconspicuous, if you trace the origin carefully, they are all "famous dishes" that have been served in the Manchu and Han banquets and the Mongolian clan. .

Not only did Di Zhenbang make delicious pickles, but he also talked about the palace anecdotes and folk anecdotes with eloquence and eloquence.

Di Zhenbang's father, grandfather and great-grandfather have not only passed on this culinary art to the three generations of Di's family, but also had the honor to meet many historical celebrities because of this culinary art.The four generations of grandparents and grandchildren have spanned more than a hundred years, and if they are carefully discussed, they can be regarded as having witnessed history with their own eyes.So the Di family's cookbook records not only the recipes, but also some famous anecdotes recorded by the old men.

In the past, Di Zhenbang didn't do business properly, even if he knew about these things, he couldn't use the right place, he could only brag about it on the wine table, and his drinking friends at the same table might not be willing to listen.Now invited by the Huaiyang Cuisine Museum to appear on a variety show, Di Zhenbang chatted casually about these old stories buried in the pile of old papers on the variety show, and everyone present was not only willing to listen, but even felt like a treasure.There are also many descendants or relatives and friends of historical celebrities who stood up to confirm Di Zhenbang's words.

Just like this, not only the variety show filmed by the Huaiyang Cuisine Museum became popular, but also the pickles made by Di Zhenbang also aroused the curiosity of foodie audiences.

The qualified local diners immediately went to the small restaurant opened by Di Zhenbang to taste Di Zhenbang's craftsmanship, and complained about the name of the small restaurant by the way.Diners without conditions can only swallow the photos taken by netizens.

Food merchants with a keen sense of business immediately noticed the trend on the Internet. Before Di Zhenbang realized how mouth-watering his pickles were, several merchants had come to discuss cooperation with Di Zhenbang.I want to jointly open a factory with one party contributing capital and one party contributing technology, specializing in selling pickles.

"...There are a lot of businessmen who came to contact Di's father, and Di's father doesn't know them, and he doesn't know who is more trustworthy, so he has to be picky." At noon on the weekend, when Wen Renli went to a small restaurant for dinner, he heard Di Bao wrinkled his face and said with emotion: "It's not good if this person is too popular."

Di Zhenbang cooked the kitchen himself, fried a few of Wen Renli's favorite dishes and served them in the private room. Hearing Di Bao's words, he immediately said, "I'm just worried that they said they would open a factory with me. After the food processing factory opens, it will cheat my recipes."

Di Zhenbang was alone, and there was only such a person in all. Even if he partnered with someone to open a factory to sell pickles, it would be impossible to stay in the factory and count the incoming and outgoing goods every day.In case the partner has evil intentions, after cheating pickle recipes from him, he secretly opens a small workshop to sell fake OEM products, Di Zhenbang may not even know.Even if you know, there is nothing you can do.

Is it really necessary to waste time in a lawsuit with them?

"How many years ago is your old almanac?" Di Bao was speechless: "Now that the market is standardized, it will never be like what you said, Papa Di!"

"How many years of the old almanac, it is also the experience and lessons summed up by the ancestors, is there nothing to do to be courteous or steal?"

Di Zhenbang himself is not a good person, he would naturally think the worst about others.Anyway, Di Zhenbang didn't find any of the merchants he found to be satisfied: "They're all weasels who wish chickens New Year's greetings. They're all fat, big-eared, and red-faced. I can't help but look at them."

Hearing people and hearing words, he smiles.

Then I heard Di Zhenbang continue to say: "I said that you know so many rich second generations, and no one has a food processing factory at home?"

Di Zhenbang didn't believe in outsiders who came to him on their own initiative, and he didn't want to do business with them.But he still trusted Wen Renli's vision and connections.

At such a young age, his son was able to start an investment company with his own ability, and he was able to cooperate with so many powerful domestic enterprises to carry out projects. Di Zhenbang didn't say anything, but he still admired Wen Renli in his heart.

So this time there was a need to open a factory, Di Zhenbang immediately thought of his son.I felt that if it was the partner introduced by Wen Renli, at least he wouldn't be cheated.

Wen Renli didn't expect Di Zhenbang to make such a request, and was slightly taken aback.

After thinking for a moment, Wen Renli said, "The Lu Group has its own food processing factory. If you need it, I can ask Lu Wenyuan to contact you."

When Di Zhenbang heard the words, his expression was very tangled.

Di Bao glanced at Di Zhenbang, then at Wen Renli, then looked up at the ceiling, and then lowered his head to carefully observe the dazzling array of dishes on the dining table.

After a long silence, it was Su Meihui who took the initiative to speak: "The Lu Group is a well-known large group in China. Of course, we can rest assured if we can cooperate with the Lu Group. Besides, everyone is a family, and we can communicate with each other if there are any differences in the future."

Di Zhenbang couldn't help cursing: "Communicate—"

Before he could finish speaking, his gaze swept over the expressionless Wen Renli, and he forcibly held back.

Di Bao lowered his head and chuckled.

Di Zhenbang looked at Di Bao, and suddenly asked, "Does Wenren Group also have a food company?"

If he really had to choose, Di Zhenbang would rather cooperate with the Wen family than with the Lu family—he didn't want to recognize this family.

Di Bao's smile froze on his face, he never thought that the fire could burn himself.In a hurry, Di Bao could only look at Wen Renli with a look of bewilderment.

Wen Renli explained in a deep voice: "Of course, Wenren Group also has food processing factories. However, the main business of Wenren Group is real estate development, property department stores and hotel chains. The food processing factories under it are only responsible for supplying the group's internal needs. The food brands under the Lu Group are far less recognized by consumers, and the supply channels are far inferior to the food companies under the Lu Group."

If Di Zhenbang wants to do business seriously, and wants to turn Dijia’s pickles into a new hot food, and hopes that the pickles can be spread in the market immediately after they are put on the shelves, so as to seize market share, Wen Renli is motivated by this aspect of business. The request, of course, is to recommend the food company under the Lu Group.

But if Di Zhenbang just wants to meet the needs of diners in a small way, and develop a self-sufficient takeaway channel for small restaurants, he can also cooperate with Wenren Group.

Wen Renli spread out all kinds of pros and cons in front of Di Zhenbang, and let Di Zhenbang make his own choice.

Di Zhenbang fell silent.

Su Meihui looked at Di Zhenbang, then at Wen Renli, not quite sure whether Wen Renli wanted them to recognize Lu Wenyuan as a son-in-law, or whether he was really just offering advice from a commercial point of view.

After a long time, Di Zhenbang said slowly: "Let me think about it again."

Wen Renli nodded, but didn't try to persuade him further.He picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of lotus leaf steamed meat: "Is this the dish you made on the show?"

Di Zhenbang nodded absent-mindedly: "I made a little improvement on the basis of Di's recipe, and I don't know if it suits your taste."

Wen Renli took a sip, and felt that the soft and glutinous rice noodles wrapped the crispy pork belly that had been simmered for a long time and steamed for a long time. When chewing, he could still taste the fragrance of lotus leaves. It was really fresh, fat, soft, glutinous, sweet and delicious.

Wen Renli narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, and commented unpretentiously: "It's delicious."

Di Zhenbang smiled: "You can eat as long as you like."

After finishing speaking, he greeted Di Bao again: "You eat too. The food is almost cold."

That night, when Wen Renli came home, he mentioned to Lu Wenyuan that Di Zhenbang wanted to find someone to partner with him to open a factory to make pickles.Lu Wenyuan didn't say anything, and the next day, he sent the person in charge of the food processing factory to meet Di Zhenbang in a small restaurant, invited Di Zhenbang to visit the food processing factory, and wrote a very generous cooperation in the letter of intent terms.

Di Zhenbang's mood is very complicated.At the beginning, Lu Wenyuan and Wen Renli teamed up to force their husband and wife to quit gambling. They not only sued them in the name of creditors, but also sent them to the construction site to do coolies after winning the lawsuit.Although later, Di Zhenbang became the chef of the construction site cafeteria by virtue of his own ability, and lived a happy life, but it is impossible to say that Di Zhenbang has no grudges against Lu Wenyuan in his heart.

Originally thought that Lu Wenyuan, a high-ranking young master of the group, had nothing to do with their family anymore.No one thought that Lu Wenyuan would fall in love with Wen Renli and even be his son-in-law.

When Di Zhenbang thought of this incident, his head ached - to have such a son as Wen Renli was already smoking from the ancestral grave.Although he is a glorious ancestor, Di Zhenbang still feels a little terrified when he thinks of Wen Renli's uncompromising character and the city's quietness when cheating others.

"One ancestor left us half disabled, and another son-in-law..." Di Zhenbang couldn't sleep at night, and complained to Su Meihui: "You think our Di family can still be good?"

"I have to treat the two of them like a cow and a horse for the rest of my life, and there will be no turning back!"

Su Meihui turned over angrily, and said disapprovingly: "I think our Di family is very good to have a son like Ah Li. I don't care if you are good or not, I am good anyway. If you can't sleep Just go out and pickle your pickles, don't disturb my sleep."

Di Zhenbang: "..."

At noon the next day, Di Zhenbang pulled Di Bao who came over to help again and thought: "I really don't want to cooperate with any company or brand under the Lu Group. I have a shadow in my heart. As soon as I saw their person in charge , I feel that the gambling debts I owe have not been paid off, and they can be caught by them anytime, anywhere and sent to the construction site to move bricks."

"No." Di Bao sat in front of the bar and settled the accounts, while patiently comforting Papa Di: "I come to collect the money every day, if I don't give you and mom the chance to go out to gamble, you won't owe gambling debts. By the way, Dad Di, have you made pickles recently? Last time I took the pickles you made back to school, and my classmates liked them very much. They still placed an order with me and asked me to bring a few more bottles of pickles back. They Not only do you have to eat it yourself, but you also have to mail it home. You said that after you cooperate with the food processing factory under the Lu Group, should we open an online store?"

Di Zhenbang: "..."

Di Zhenbang looked at Di Bao who was crackling and pressing the calculator, and couldn't help but said, "Can you care about your father? I'm not a pickle maker!"

Di Bao: "You don't want to make pickles?"

Di Zhenbang said: "It's not—"

Before he finished speaking, Di Bao interrupted him again.I saw Di Bao vowing: "If you don't want to make pickles, then you should cooperate with Mr. Lu! At that time, you can hand over the recipe of pickles to the processing factory and let the factory mass-produce pickles. You just need to be strict. It’s all about quality control.”

Di Zhenbang: "..."

Di Zhenbang took a deep breath: "I mean, I don't want to cooperate with people from the Lu Group."

Di Bao asked smoothly, "Then have you thought about how to tell Ah Li?"

Di Zhenbang: "..."

Di Bao looked at Di Zhenbang sympathetically: "I think Dad, you should agree."

Di Zhenbang sighed, feeling that his hair was about to go bald: "Why don't you say Ah Li doesn't understand that twisted melons are not sweet?"

"Whether the melon is sweet or not depends on the variety and planting technique of the melon, and has nothing to do with the way the melon is picked!"

That night, when Wen Renli had dinner at the small restaurant, he commented like this.

"But if you really don't want to cooperate with the Lu Group, then forget it."

Di Zhenbang looked at Wen Renli with joy, and he thought that Wen Renli was willing to give in for his sake.I heard that Ren Li said seriously: "Didn't you say before that you want to cooperate with Wenren Group? The hotels and food companies under Wenren Group are now under the management of my second sister. I went to Wenren Mansion last weekend When I visited my grandparents, I also mentioned this to my second sister. Although my second sister is not willing to work with you, she said that we are a family after all. If you really want to cooperate with Wenren Group, she will also can help."

Di Zhenbang: "........."

Di Zhenbang gasped, and said sincerely, "I choose Lu Wenyuan!"

"Don't you want to cooperate with the Lu Group?" Wen Renli looked at Di Zhenbang inexplicably, and said, "You don't have to force yourself."

Di Zhenbang clutched his chest in pain: He didn't want to force himself, he just wanted to live!