Quickly wear: Your Highness is too clingy

Su Heng congratulated Mr. Chen and said in a gentle voice, "I'm not afraid of your jokes. We really don't have enough money at the moment. We are thinking about whether to sell the ginseng we unexpectedly picked up in the mountains a few days ago to buy this shop..."

As soon as these words came out, Yun knew that the fragmentation had started again.

This time, the fragmented life skills were fully maxed out. Not only was he good at cooking and embroidery, he was also good at talking. I don’t know what he did before.

Mr. Chen's expression became serious and he said slowly, "The ginseng this husband mentioned is true. If it is old enough, why not sell it to me directly."

He thought that his wife had died of hemorrhage during childbirth, and now that his daughter-in-law was about to give birth, he might as well bring a ginseng there, provided that the ginseng was real.

Su Heng took out the carefully wrapped ginseng from his arms, "You can always go to the medical clinic and let the doctor identify it."

"No need, let me take a look."

Mr. Chen took the ginseng and looked at it carefully, and finally nodded and said, "This ginseng is one hundred and fifty years old. If Mr. Lang is willing to give me the ginseng and add fifty taels of silver, this shop will be sold to you two." .”

In the end, the business was completed, and they won the shop with one ginseng and thirty taels of silver.

The value of this ginseng increased by dozens of taels compared to selling it at a medical clinic. Unfortunately, Mr. Chen was in urgent need of ginseng.

The shopkeeper also managed to get an introduction fee of eight taels of silver.

Su Heng handed the land deed to Yunzhi and said in a soft voice, "Madam, this shop will be ours from now on."

"You should keep it first."

After selling the shop, he got another ginseng. Mr. Chen was very happy, stroking his beard and said, "My shop is relatively clean, and there are some supplies in it. You might as well just use it, so that I don't have to worry about my old bones." "

Yunzhi thanked Mr. Chen, "Then we will accept it shamelessly. I wish you good luck on your way to the capital and your family is safe."

Mr. Chen nodded with a smile. He did suffer some losses in this business, and he also noticed it. It was obvious that the man deliberately led him into talking about himself and then called himself ginseng. He thought it was to accumulate blessings for his unborn grandson. Bar.

The couple entered the courtyard, planning not to return to the village today. They would tidy up the room and buy some bedding to stay in.

At noon, they bought pancakes and spicy soup outside East Street for lunch. After resting, they went to buy supplies and do some simple cleaning of the house.

It wasn't until night that the two of them finally got some rest.

The next few days were spent arranging the new residence and restaurant. During this period, Su Heng also returned to the village and brought clothes and deer legs.

After several more days of delay, the Yun family restaurant was finally opened. In just a few days, another fifteen taels of silver were spent. Su Heng also specially hired a cook and two helpers in the store.

The cook's surname is Wu, who is good at pasta. He is in his forties. He was suppressed and excluded by the restaurant manager and lost his livelihood.

The two clerks were both sixteen or seventeen years old, and they were very smart-talking. They had just been dismissed by their previous boss, and they were in urgent need of money.

Business hours start at noon, and a wooden sign is hung on the wall with a few lines of words:
Original soup with meat and vegetables (signature recommendation), ten cents.

Basic red oil spicy soup, twelve cents.

Vegetarian tomato soup, eight cents.

Basic hot pot model (optional soup base), 80 yuan per person.

The first two are Malatang, which are cheap and suitable for people with average family backgrounds, while the latter is hot pot, which is the choice of wealthy people.

In fact, there should be a self-sufficient model for self-selected dishes, but this restaurant has just started, and Yunzhi only plans to sell some simple dishes, and later expand the scale and recruit more waiters.

Or find someone with a high position of authority to cooperate and share the profits, and then just wait and collect the money.

Since it was the first day of business, Yunjia Restaurant did not prepare many dishes, only fifty portions, and planned to see how it went.

The numb and tired man came back from the pier and was about to have a bite to eat on East Street. Suddenly he smelled a spicy and delicious smell. He followed the smell and found that it was a newly opened restaurant.

There were already three customers in the restaurant, and one of them had spicy soup. It was so spicy that he breathed out while eating. The bowl contained not only noodles, but also a variety of cut vegetables. The man found it novel and saw that the portion was quite large. He thought for a moment and said, "Let's have some spicy red oil soup."

Not long after, the meal he ordered was presented.

Three slices of meat, a layer of vegetables submerged in spicy red oil soup, and noodles underneath.

A mouthful of hot soup entered his stomach, and the burning sensation made him extremely happy. He first picked up a piece of meat, then ate potato slices and bamboo shoots that had been rinsed in a spicy pot, and then ate a big mouthful of noodles.

It turned out to be very good.

The man was sweating profusely after eating, feeling very happy, and his originally numb face became a little more satisfied.

More customers came one after another, most of them ordered the original soup version, but two women with poor appetite also ordered the tomato soup version.

But no one ever ordered the hot pot.

The restaurant gradually became lively, and Chef Wu and the two waiters gradually felt relieved. The restaurant would be open for a long time, and they would not have to worry about supporting their family in the short term.

Probably because there were so many people, and the aroma of the soup base made people itch, all thirty dishes were sold out.

"Bring me some spicy red oil soup!"

"Sorry, the restaurant has run out of ingredients, please come early next time."

The guest was a little disappointed and asked reluctantly, "Is there some soup? I just want to try this soup."

"Two cents a bowl."

"Row."

Most of the customers at the restaurant are workers on the docks and residents who join in the fun.

By the time the business ended, it was already thirty minutes. Yunzhi did the math and found that he had received 532 cash. Taking into account only the money for vegetables and meat, the cost price was within 150 cash.

After all, there are only three pieces of meat in each bowl, and the price of vegetables is not high. Most of them are bean sprouts, potatoes, green vegetables, etc. The total cost of fifty servings of each vegetable may only be about a pound.

The soup base is a solid base that Su Heng cooked a few days ago. It is easier to store in winter. Just cut off a piece when you need it.

The core technology is in their own hands, and there is no need to worry about their competitors occupying the market for the time being.

Yun is quite satisfied.

On the second day of opening, we prepared 80 ingredients at a total cost of 200 yuan. Thanks to word of mouth, many new customers came to the restaurant, and all 80 ingredients were sold out, making a total profit of 870 yuan. Ten articles.

Considering that 80 servings of ingredients are not consumed very quickly, we finally rationed it to 80 servings every day. It is estimated that the daily income is about 600 yuan. Putting aside the monthly salary of the restaurant staff, the cook has 1 tael, and the two waiters are 500 yuan. Wen, the restaurant can make a net profit of eighteen taels of silver every month.

The restaurant business is booming, and Chef Wu is also happy.

Of course, cloud capitalists are even happier.

She pulled Su Heng's sleeve and said in a rather heroic tone, "Let's see if we can make money lying down in the future."

However, he still has to cook the solid base, and there is currently no one trustworthy.

Su Heng looked at her proud little face and couldn't help but chuckle, "From now on, I will rely on my wife for food."

Next, just wait for someone to take the bait.

Old God Yun was thinking.