Follow the rules of the business world and negotiate a mutually satisfactory deal.
It's time for everyone to sit down and have a meal together, celebrate together, and deepen their relationship.
This tradition has existed since ancient times.
But when it comes to renting a house, this situation is rare.
Even if the middleman helped both parties a lot, both parties were very satisfied with the transaction and rarely sat together drinking.
Putting it aside, Xie Zhongren should follow the ratio of "three to two" and give both sides a commission.
For now, it would be nothing more than a meal for both the landlord and the tenant.
For example, "Zhang Dashao" was able to keep Ning Weimin to drink together, and even cooked for them to show off his skills.
That was definitely because the matter of Ning Weimin had reached the heart of the old man. He was willing to talk more with Ning Weimin and continue to deal with him. Only then did he show the generous side of his temperament and make such a rare treat.
Otherwise, grandma! He will never open his teeth to treat guests.
Of course, Ning Weimin is an understanding person. He knows that this is the greatest recognition of himself from the chef and landlord.
Although "Zhang Dashao" had stated in advance that the conditions were limited and preparations were insufficient, he could only prepare two cold and two hot home-cooked dishes to entertain them.
Ning Weimin still expressed his gratitude respectfully and showed his expectations with great enthusiasm.
Not only did he take the initiative to set up the table and set the dishes, but he also volunteered to help the old man.
He also winked and asked Zhang Shihui to go out and get two bottles of good wine.
This is called being sensible.
As for "Zhang Dashao", his words were really not polite.
It's home-cooked, nothing fancy.
For this meal, he prepared a plate of cucumbers, a plate of fried peanuts, a pot of fried tofu, and a pot of beef stew.
In addition, Zhang Shihui got a few preserved eggs, half a catty of pork chops, and twelve large white steamed buns that he got back when he was buying wine.
To be honest, it's so ordinary that it looks like any housewife in Beijing can prepare it.
It seems far inferior to going out to a restaurant and ordering two random dishes.
I even feel a little sorry for the two bottles of "Drunken Liuxia" that Zhang Shihui spent eight yuan to get.
But I didn’t even need to eat it. As soon as I smelled the aroma of tofu and beef, I knew it was something special.
Because the smell is so tempting, it makes people salivate when they smell it.
Sure enough, when it was actually served, I picked up my chopsticks and tasted it. It was amazing!
Ning Weimin and others' most direct experience was that their taste buds told them that their past life was all wrong.
The dishes they had eaten in the past didn't seem to be like that.
Speaking of which, this feeling may be a bit like that of Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden to "eggplant".
Obviously what you are eating is the eggplant that farmers are most familiar with, right?
But it is a delicacy that I have never tasted in my life.
It’s so confusing that I can’t believe it! I wish I could eat this food for the rest of my life.
So let alone Zhang Shihui and Bian Jiangong, they opened their mouths wide, opened their cheeks, raised their back molars, and stuffed all the food and wine into their mouths.
Even Ning Weimin, who had seen big scenes and had eaten in many big restaurants in the capital, was surprised.
I was so lost in thought while tasting the food with my chopsticks that I even forgot to toast "Zhang Dashao".
"How's it going? Does it taste pretty good?"
"Zhang Dashao" is probably used to the consequences of his craftsmanship and doesn't care too much about their gaffes.
He was just minding his own business, taking a sip of wine with a smile, and then talking to them "jokingly" knowingly.
What other answer can there be?
Zhang Shihui and Bian Jiangong nodded repeatedly and shouted "delicious".
At the same time, his hands kept picking up vegetables and stuffing them into his mouth, and he couldn't bear to stop. This is the best proof.
Even Ning Weimin, who had only been sincere before eating, and most of the compliments were purely polite, couldn't help but praise him sincerely.
"Master Zhang, they say that home-cooked food is most about the chef's skills. I didn't understand it in the past, and I didn't even believe it. But today, I finally understand. This is really the ordinary things that reveal the skill."
"Haha, I got it right. You know your stuff. You know how to eat. With your words, today's meal won't be a waste."
"Zhang Dashao's" forehead glowed a little rosy, and the look of pride on his face became even more obvious.
"Master Zhang, I'd like to toast you. You opened my eyes. How can you do such a magical thing? It's unimaginable. Let me tell you, you are much better than those cooking masters! You are the real
The authority in cooking!”
After taking another bite of food, Ning Weimin couldn't help but raise his glass, convinced.
"No, no, I'm Lao Ke La Wan, a passerby!"
Having said that, when "Zhang Dashao" was saying haha and being humble.
The look in his eyes is bright and energetic, which almost makes him look much younger. This is professional confidence.
As for the two people next to them who were munching peonies, although they were a bit rough, they were not fools.
They all rushed to join in the fun and raised their glasses to join in the fun.
It's a pity that the compliments they gave were too general and far less in line with "Zhang Dashao's" wishes than Ning Weimin's bullseye question.
"Master Zhang, it's very difficult to make home-cooked food so good. The difficulty is that everyone has eaten it and seen it."
"I won't ask you for tips on other dishes. I don't want to teach you the techniques I know for fear of offending your taboos."
"But the problem is that it's strange for me. You can make even such a simple dish of cucumbers and fried peanuts so delicious. Why is this? How did you do it?"
"Can you make it more clear to me? Otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night..."
Well, this time I scratched the itch of "Zhang Dashao".
You know, people with skills have already heard enough good things in their ears.
Especially cooks, they know the quality of their own craftsmanship by seeing how others eat.
But it is rare to meet an understanding person with a certain communication foundation, especially an understanding person who is not in the same industry.
The reason is simple: colleagues are enemies and have conflicts of interest.
It is a common thing for a disciple to starve to death after teaching a lesson, so craftsmen love to hide their secrets.
But the wonderful aspects of a craft can only be understood by those who know it best.
Just because he loves to eat doesn’t mean he knows how to eat it, and knowing it tastes good doesn’t mean he can understand why it tastes good.
Therefore, when a craftsman truly meets someone who can appreciate and feel the subtlety of his craft without affecting his own interests, it can even be of great help.
It’s too rare to get an opportunity to explain clearly what you are proud of to the other party without any worries.
Once you meet him, you will be particularly happy, even happier than making a lot of money.
For example, a famous chef meets an appreciative gourmet, a famous actor meets a fan who never misses the show, or a Qidian author meets a reader who orders and rewards them. These are what people call "confidants".
So don't say that some things can be said clearly.
As for the things that cannot be said, "Zhang Dashao" can't help but nag.
After all, Ning Weimin doesn't rely on this for his livelihood.
His motivation for asking for cooking skills is simple, and he definitely appreciates it sincerely. At most, it can be regarded as "learning martial arts through talking".