Chef Zhang, who followed closely behind, immediately had his eyes light up when he saw the fish in Xinyan's hands.
The group entered the back kitchen, and Manager Lu got straight to the point: "Miss, how do you plan to sell this fish?"
Xinyan looked down at the fish: "You're the expert, how much do you think this fish is worth?"
Chef Zhang listened to Xinyan's words and thought to himself: This young lady is really smart.
Time was tight, and the fish was indeed fresh, plus it solved an urgent need, so Manager Lu straightforwardly said: "Miss, I'll buy this catfish from you at forty cents a pound, and the black fish, which is rare, I'll give you seventy cents a pound, how about that?"
Xinyan understood that in this era, grade-three pork was around seventy cents, and carp was just over thirty cents, so this price was genuinely generous: "Sure, just as you said."
