Boss Chang, upon hearing the chefs' demands relayed by Master Qian, felt a dizzy spell:
"If you guys can't do it, then just carry me back. Do I look like a fish to you?"
And ten fish per person?
He widened his eyes: "Do you know how much this fish costs? I have to pay 80 per pound now! Ten fish, even if they're carp, would weigh about five pounds... So do you still want to afford your mortgage? Still want to save money for your kids? Can't spend all your salary on food, can you?"
Master Qian thought for a moment and said seriously: "But Boss, the salary you offered is still pretty good..."
Boss Chang: ... Is this my fault then?
In short! No way!
But then...
Well! The chefs have been working in Changle District for many years, and they accommodate any new measures or management styles I introduce...
In the end, Baggy Chang stiffly said: "After the full fish feast, each chef can take home two fish."
Master Qian didn't even pause, he left swiftly:
"Alright!"
