Chapter 269: 1 pot

"How much can Mr. Yao pay in total?" Old Bo asked.
"The penalty is for me, and I'll give you another 300,000. Is that enough?" Mr. Yao said simply.
To be honest, the price paid by boss Yao is pretty good.
After all, the most valuable chicken farms are those chickens, but now the chickens are gone, and there is still a debt of 100,000 yuan.
Counting this 100,000, boss Yao will have to pay a total of 400,000 yuan. Although this amount of money is not much for a noble tyrant like Xiaohei, the old man has not always saved much money, and he has a low opinion of money. He himself Not much deposit.
So if you have these 300,000 yuan, you can leave yourself more than 100,000 yuan for a small business, and the group of elderly people can be resettled properly.
The elderly people who want to go to a nursing home, don't want to go to a nursing home, and then open a duck neck shop or some shop. They can take care of it for a while if they are re-employed.
The elderly in the countryside have no requirements on the quality of life and don't need to spend much money.
It's been a little bit old for a while.
Boss Yao also saw Lao Bo's heart moved. He took the purse in his classmates, took out a contract, and said to Lao Bo, "The hungry man always pays attention to efficiency. And the hungry place is away from here It ’s far away and ca n’t come often, so if Mr. Ao thinks he can, we can sign the contract first, and then hungry people can do it slowly.

"Boss Yao is so anxious."
"No way, you are far away. Besides, buying this chicken farm is the same as buying a lottery ticket. Whether you can make money after buying or not depends on the above policy."
Although boss Yao said this was anxious, but his face was not anxious at all, it was easy to make people mistake this as a businessman's politeness.
After listening to the words of Boss Yao, Lao Bo thought about it briefly, and to be honest, he was a little tempted.
After all, if you can really get 300,000, this chicken farm will be worth the sale.
You have to know that every 180 days before his chicken farm, a batch of chickens is produced every half a year, a batch is worth less than 200,000, and the profit is 50,000 to 60,000.
That 300,000 was enough to make up for his loss.
And although Laozhu suspected that all the chickens on the chicken farm were dead, it was a good thing if the boss Yao was willing to bear the losses for him, after all, he had planned to sell the chicken farm long ago.
However, for the sake of caution, he decided to think again.
So Lao Bo said to boss Yao, "Boss Yao is not easy to come by. We are not in a hurry to buy and sell. After dinner at the farmhouse in the evening, let's decide."
"Don't be in a hurry for a meal." Boss Yao said to Lao Bo. "But the contract must be done today. After all, I'll be back tomorrow. After all, I don't know when it will be next time."
"Well, okay." Lao Bo nodded and said he knew, then asked a few employees to entertain the three, and he walked out of the room himself.
"Why, do you think about it?" Xiao Hei walked over to Lao Bo and said, "or I said you'd sell it, just happen to be a little easier in the future."
"I think about it again," said Lao Bo hesitantly.
"You, it ’s really old people who are old and nostalgic, so nostalgic." Xiao Hei can see that the old age is not because the sale is not cost-effective and needs to be considered, it is just a bit reluctant emotion That's it.
Fang Ze heard the conversation between Lao Bo and Xiao Hei, and knew that he could just take the time to ask Xiao Huayi what boss Yao was thinking about just now.
If Lao Yao was impulsive to sign a contract directly with boss Yao, he would not be able to handle it.
"Xiaohuayan, what boss Yao was thinking just now, you tell my brother." Fang Ze looked at Xiaohuayan and said.
"Wait a minute, I'll sort it out," Xiao Huayi said to Fang Ze a bit confused, and then started to think back sentence by sentence with his fingers.
"At the beginning, what Yao Yao thought was that if Uncle Boo didn't agree with the price of 300,000, that would be up to 500,000. This is the bottom line set by the palm of his eyes."
Palm? !!
Fang Ze heard the words of Xiaohuaya, but he was not surprised that there was a gold owner behind Yao, and he was willing to give Laozhu this chicken farm a purchase price of 500,000, but he was surprised by the word.
This word sounds like a black word on the road, who has a job in the business who has the palm of his hand.
"Anyway," Fang Ze continued.
"Also, when the conversation was about to end, the boss Yao thought to himself,‘ we have n’t done much work for a long time, we must do it this time. ’
Xiao Huazhen continued.
"One pot." Fang Ze pondered the word with his chin.
Even though Fang Ze reads some extremely boring novels on the Internet every day, he only heard a word like a vein.
This one-pot, it sounds really unique ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Even if it ’s the style of cooking, you wo n’t call yourself that.
Gongshou met and said, "Hello, we are a pot of Gannan and Northwestern dishes. Which one do you have?"
This.
When Fang Zegang was about to take out his mobile phone and search for what this pot meant, Xiao Hei suddenly came over.
"Fang Ze, go, let's go to the mountain over there and cook some potatoes and eat them."
"Oh, okay." Fang Ze should know what it is. Although it is not very clear what the purpose of this boss is Yao, it is only necessary to determine what secrets this boss has hidden secretly.
He just needed to persuade the old man, so that he didn't rush to promise the boss Yao, wait until he knew the true purpose of boss Yao.
So Fang Ze came to Xiao Hei and Lao Bo with Xiaohuayao, and then said, "Let's get the barbecue grill now."
"What barbecue?" Lao Bo said to Fang Ze and Xiao Hei, "Today, let you taste the potatoes baked in the soil."
Potatoes copied from soil?
Xiao Hei thought for a moment and asked Lao Bo, "Do you make the grill yourself?"
"No." Lao Bo felt the lighter out of his pocket and looked at the oil in the lighter, so he said to Fang Ze and Xiao Hei, "As long as there is firewood and potatoes, there is no need to make a shelf. "
Lao Bo scooped a small bag of potatoes and firewood from the storage house, a small shovel, then took Fang Ze and Xiao Hei, and Xiao Hua ran up a small hillside next to the chicken farm.
I saw that on the slope, Lao Bo showed that a hollow, like a chicken nest, was dug out with a small shovel, and then a little below the pit, a hole was dug out with a shovel.
Then Lao Bo stuffed the small bag of flammable firewood into the hole, and then put seven or eight potatoes into the small pit above.