So embarrassing! Xu Qingxue felt truly ashamed to face Wang Xiaoqiang, she was even too shy to talk to him. She was even too embarrassed to nod her head.

Wang Xiaoqiang knew she was shy and sensibly chose not to say anything else, instead pushing the door open and walking out, then gently closing it behind him.

Back in the van parked in the underground garage, Wang Xiaoqiang took a deep breath. He closed his eyes and replayed the recent scene in his mind.

After an erotic treatment, his hands, Xu Qingxue's body, purity lost, he wondered whether their relationship could ever be the same as before. Thinking about this made him feel melancholic.

Suddenly, the ringtone of a text message sounded, Wang Xiaoqiang pulled out his phone to look, it was from Xu Qingxue, and it read, "Thank you, you big pervert!"

Looking at those six words, Wang Xiaoqiang cried and laughed. Are you thanking me, or cursing me?

Thinking about his behavior just then, he really did seem somewhat perverted, but he felt Xu Qingxue probably wasn't angry with him.

Wang Xiaoqiang chuckled to himself, his smile somewhat lewd.

Three days later, Wang Xiaoqiang loaded up five thousand pheasant eggs from the Chicken Farm into boxes, hauled them to the Provincial Capital, and delivered them to a hotel near the Dihao Hotel Grand Hotel. This hotel was named Junle Grand Hotel, also a star-rated establishment, but seemingly a notch below Dihao in class.

Without someone familiar to help, Wang Xiaoqiang had no choice but to contact the hotel's chef through the security guard at the hotel entrance.

Fortunately, having had the experience the day before, he had made business cards for himself, identifying him as Manager Wang Xiaoqiang of Baoxing Chicken Farm, with his personal mobile number on the back.

The name "Baoxing" for the Chicken Farm was randomly chosen by Wang Xiaoqiang since he hadn't registered the business license yet, so the name didn't matter as much as providing contact information for convenience. Besides business cards, he also carried two packs of Zhonghua cigarettes in his pocket.

People like Wang Xiaoqiang who come to make sales pitches are generally disliked. The security guard at the hotel entrance, a young man in his twenties, seeing Wang Xiaoqiang who looked even younger than himself and not at all like a regular businessman, had no intention of announcing him.

It was only after Wang Xiaoqiang opened a pack of Zhonghua, handed him a cigarette that he called to contact the hotel's chef under Wang Xiaoqiang's instruction, using the name Wang Dakui.

Wang Dakui's reputation indeed held sway, and it wasn't long before the hotel's chef personally came out to meet him.

The chef of Junle Grand Hotel, Zheng Hua, around forty years old, had once learned some culinary skills from Wang Dakui, essentially making him a semi-disciple. Hearing it was Wang Dakui who had referred him, he did not hesitate and came out personally to greet him.

It wasn't that the culinary profession particularly revered such traditional respect, but Wang Dakui's reputation was so significant, and he was known for his honesty. Since it was Wang Dakui who had made the referral, the ingredients had to be perfect. And high-quality ingredients could greatly enhance a chef's own skills.

After handing over the cigarette, Wang Xiaoqiang also passed his business card and briefly described his Chicken Farm.

Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang so young and already managing a Chicken Farm, Zheng Hua was quite surprised, he took the business card and stuffed it into his pocket.

Wang Xiaoqiang then elaborated specifically on the fact that he sold pheasant eggs to Wang Dakui, especially the praise and the price Wang Dakui had offered, Zheng Hua was stirred, and he said eagerly, "Boss Wang, could I take a look at the eggs?"

"Of course, it would be best if you could try some." Wang Xiaoqiang immediately fetched a box of eggs for Zheng Hua to examine.

After examining the eggs, Zheng Hua said, "Indeed, these are authentic pheasant eggs, and they look good too. Boss Wang, please come with me."

After leading Wang Xiaoqiang to the kitchen, Zheng Hua began to discuss the price, stating that Junle Hotel procured eggs at the market price and the price of pheasant eggs was only double that of regular eggs. Thus, a price like the one offered by Dihao Hotel couldn't be matched by Junle Hotel. However, he could add a bit more to the original price, setting it at seven yuan each.

"I'm sorry, Chef Zheng, but I can't accept this price," Wang Xiaoqiang directly refused after hearing Zheng Hua's offer. "It's not that I'm greedy for the three yuan difference; it's just not how business is done. The quality of my eggs speaks for itself. Moreover, I'm not in this on a small scale. My goal is to break into the Provincial Capital market and build a brand.

No matter the price, it must be uniform."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Hua nodded in understanding. If it were a small-time vendor, they wouldn't care about the price, just the profit, fluctuating high and low. However, Wang Xiaoqiang's emphasis on uniform pricing clearly showed he was not a typical small-scale vendor but aimed to establish both quality and reputation.

After hearing Wang Xiaoqiang's words, Zheng Hua felt even more confident about the quality of Wang's eggs and showed some admiration as he said, "Well then, Boss Wang, please wait a moment while I try the taste of these eggs... "

"Yes, yes, give them a try." Those were Spirit Energy nourished eggs, and Wang Xiaoqiang was not afraid of the testing; what he feared was that they would quote a price without even trying, which would be unfair to his eggs.

Zheng Hua and Wang Dakui's testing methods were quite similar, using frying, boiling, and stewing to respectively try three pheasant eggs.

After the tasting, Zheng Hua's expression turned to one of surprise. The flavor of the eggs was so wonderful, incomparable to ordinary wild pheasant. He also realized why Wang Dakui highly regarded them. These pheasant eggs could definitely tantalize the taste buds of the customers, prompting them to spend. So, looking at it this way, a price of ten yuan each was not excessive.

"How about it, Chef Zheng? Are the eggs to your liking?"

"Yes, they are good. By the way, Manager Wang, how many did you bring today?"

"Around five thousand."

"I'll take them all, at ten yuan each." At this moment, Zheng Hua was decidedly clear-cut.

"You want all of them... But I was thinking of visiting the Garden Hotel to see if we could establish a long-term cooperation..." Wang Xiaoqiang looked uneasy.

"You're not really thinking of splitting up five thousand eggs, are you? There's no need..." As he spoke, Zheng Hua suddenly grasped the meaning of Wang Xiaoqiang's words and immediately waved his hand grandly, "How about this, Boss Wang, from now on, deliver five thousand eggs to me every other week..."

"That's fine," Wang Xiaoqiang said, adopting an accommodating stance. That's exactly what he was waiting to hear.

Having established long-term cooperation with both Dihao Hotel and Junle Hotel, Wang Xiaoqiang no longer contacted other hotels, as his current egg production could only satisfy these two establishments.

For the following half month, besides delivering eggs to these two hotels, Wang Xiaoqiang was fully committed to the incubation room, continuously using Fire Element Spiritual Energy to incubate chicks.

Now, the daily revenue of the Chicken Farm was maintained around fifteen thousand yuan, with a net profit of about thirteen thousand yuan. If other chicken farms knew these figures, they would probably die of jealousy, considering that a chicken farm of Wang Xiaoqiang's scale normally earned just over a thousand yuan a day, and after expenses, the net profit was even less.

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