1984: Starting from a bankrupt Sichuan restaurant

Chapter 64 My ruler hurts too! (First update!)

Zhou Yan hadn't expected that he had only intended to use the two factory directors to warm up the garlic sprout twice-cooked pork.

The twice-cooked pork was successfully prepared, but no one expected that Zhou Momo's casual rice bowl would arouse such great interest among the guests.

Zhou Momo is the real queen of restaurant sales!
Deserved.

While the eldest sister buried herself in her food, Zhou Yan pondered the questions raised by the guests.

The rice bowl category is actually similar to noodles, emphasizing convenience and speed.

Because it eliminates the step of cooking noodles, the serving speed is even faster than that of noodles.

The best thing about rice bowls is probably that... you can use whatever the restaurant has on the plate.

It can be used to cover stir-fries and braised dishes, without requiring additional dishes or costs; it is a derivative product.

Rice bowls with toppings are indeed delicious. In the past, when I ate in the cafeteria, even if the dishes were ordinary, as long as the cafeteria lady was willing to pour a spoonful of meat broth over the rice, the meal would immediately become flavorful.

But how much does a bowl of rice with toppings cost?
Vegetable prices vary, and when you combine different types of vegetables, the price can vary considerably.

It also needs to be served with a vegetable dish. Meat dishes are too expensive, and a higher proportion of meat would raise the price of the rice bowl.

Rice bowls are a type of fast food, so they need to be cost-effective.

The specific price range depends on the amount of food served; adding different dishes will definitely result in different prices.

After quickly going through various ideas in his mind, Zhou Yan smiled and said, "The rice bowl is not yet confirmed for release. If we do release a rice bowl, the price will be determined according to the different dishes, and we can roughly refer to the price of noodles."

"You really have to pay! That way, even one person can come and eat. It would be great if the price could be a little cheaper."

"Exactly, this rice bowl looks so convenient and tastes delicious too."

"I'm a shy person, and sometimes when I eat with friends, I don't dare to take too much food. After I finish eating, I regret that I didn't eat enough for myself. If you make rice bowls, I will definitely come here often!"

The guests began to speak, their eyes filled with anticipation for the rice bowl.

Lin Jingxing even brought his rice bowl over and asked, "Brother Zhou Yan, could you add a spoonful of beef soup for me too?"

"Brother, me too." Lin Bingwen followed along, carrying his rice bowl.

"Okay, I'll add more for you." Zhou Yan smiled as he took the two bowls of rice and turned to go into the kitchen.

The other guests moved their mouths, but ultimately held back from speaking.

Ah, this damn age!

The broth poured over the rice made it incredibly delicious.

Wang Hongliang and Lin Zhiqiang chatted while eating, but they both tacitly avoided talking about Sun Meili and Wang Defa. This disappointed the workers who were eager to hear gossip, and they were just about to ask directly.

Their table arrived late, and by the time they finished eating, there were only two or three scattered tables of customers left in the restaurant.

"Comrade, check please." Wang Hongliang took out his wallet and called out to Zhao Tieying.

"Factory manager, let me do it, let me do it." Lin Zhiqiang quickly got up and took out his wallet.

Wang Hongliang smiled and reached out to hold his hand, saying, "Zhiqiang, I like being with you because you're an intellectual and a technician. You don't have those ulterior motives. It's very easy to be with you, just like being friends. Friends should reciprocate. If you treated me the day before yesterday, I'll treat you today. That's how we make it last."

"I also have two children with me..." Lin Zhiqiang said somewhat embarrassedly.

“The two kids call me grandpa, so it’s only right that we eat together,” Wang Hongliang said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll do as the factory manager says." Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiqiang stopped insisting on paying the bill.

“In total…” Zhao Tieying came over. “It’s three yuan and eighty cents in total,” Zhou Yan replied.

"Isn't that a bit too little?" Wang Hongliang looked at him. "Where's the twice-cooked pork?"

"I invited you to try the twice-cooked pork, so how could I charge you? Based on your comments just now, I'm sure my twice-cooked pork will sell a lot tomorrow," Zhou Yan said with a smile.

"This kid is really smart." Wang Hongliang laughed and looked at Lin Zhiqiang, saying, "No wonder Director Su of Sichuan Fine Arts Institute said he understands advertising. He was absolutely right."

"He advertises, we get free twice-cooked pork, everyone benefits," Lin Zhiqiang laughed.

"Here, this is for your meal." Wang Hongliang took out some money, counted out three yuan and eighty cents, and handed it to Zhou Yan. He then said, "Little Zhou, I already know about the factory canteen's finance department's last-minute request to raise your rent at noon today, and I've dealt with it seriously. You can rest assured to continue operating this restaurant; the rent will not change until the end of the year."

"By the end of the year, the factory will adjust the rent appropriately according to economic development. The increase will be based on the rent of shops in Suji Town, and the fluctuation will not be too large."

After listening, Zhou Yan solemnly said, "With your words, I can rest assured to keep the shop running. Thank you for your keen insight and dedication to the people."

Wang Hongliang was the head of the textile factory, and his words carried weight.

In this way, he won't have to worry about rent anymore.

Wang Hongliang waved his hand, "You should thank Zhiqiang and Wang Wei for this, otherwise I wouldn't know about it."

"Wang Wei?" Zhou Yan was a little surprised. Lin Zhiqiang was the savior he had called, and he should thank him, but Wang Wei... Wang...

Zhou Yan recalled Lin Zhiqiang's words from that morning and realized something as he looked at Wang Hongliang.

Comrade Wang Wei, are you really that low-key?
Zhou Yan didn't want to ask about the specifics in front of the other guests, so after a few casual words, he saw the group out.

"Goodbye, Momo." The two Lin brothers waved to Zhou Momo.

"Goodbye, little pot." Zhou Momo stood at Zhou Yan's feet and waved to them.

Lin Zhiqiang got into the car first, lifted Lin Bingwen onto the crossbar, and Lin Jingxing had already taken a running start and jumped onto the back seat.

"Dad, are you really not going to send my brother to be a chef? Other people's brothers can all cook."

"Dad, don't pay attention to him. Aren't you and Mom going to have a little sister? Other people's little sisters are so cute."

Lin Zhiqiang was annoyed by their commotion and said with a stern face, "Go back and do your homework! Your mother isn't here today, so I'll check your homework. I'm going for a run later, and if you two haven't finished, my ruler will definitely hurt!"

"It doesn't look like it hurts much to me."

"Anyway, it's not as painful as my mom's."

"You little brat, you're asking for it, aren't you!" Lin Zhiqiang reached out and pinched Lin Bingwen's cheek, unable to help but laugh.

There was no other way; only Meng Anhe in their family could control those two kids.

However, this was the educational strategy they set when their child was born. One of them would play the "good cop" and the other the "bad cop," both responsible for managing the child and ensuring that the child felt the warmth of the family and the love of their parents.

Over the years, the two children have achieved above-average grades, not outstanding, but they have good personalities and are well-liked by teachers and classmates at school.

They are quite satisfied; as first-time parents, they have exceeded their expectations.

There can only be one first place, but the other children still have to live.

If you really force them to be number one in the exam, they'll be the ones who don't survive.

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(End of this chapter)