Yushanfang

Chapter 47: Chapter 48

"It's done." Lin Xiang nodded with a smile and said, "Ah Fu, tell Han Cui to take the things out—"

Although Ah Fu was puzzled, he still nodded, shouted at Han Cui, and then asked someone to quickly take out the bowl.

……

There is no accounting room in the restaurant on weekdays, so whether it is the income or profit of the restaurant, it is basically arranged by Feng Ming from the showcase.

Moreover, Feng Ming did not hire an accountant because he was on guard. He always felt that it was best to take care of his own business.

On the night of the last day of the week, when Feng Ming checked the accounts, he discovered a strange thing.

The best food sold in the restaurant is wonton, then there is stewed noodles with diced chicken, and then there should be pork offal or sweet and sour shrimp fried rice...but...

Feng Ming looked at the account book, then his eyes widened suspiciously, and then he rubbed his eyes with his hands in a childish manner. After a moment, he widened his eyes again.

"This is—" Feng Ming cried out in a daze of inexplicable confusion.

On the last day, apart from the best wontons and diced chicken stewed noodles, he turned out to be the egg scallion noodles and pork bone soup noodles that he was least optimistic about before!

Feng Ming suddenly felt that there was something wrong with his eyes.

Then I checked it carefully again and again, and found that there was indeed no problem.

The combined profits of egg noodles with chopped green onion and pork bone soup noodles are about 180 pennies, which is actually one penny more than the sum of pork offal and sweet and sour shrimp fried rice.

In an instant, Feng Ming felt a little surprised.Then, Feng Ming bowed his head and thought for a while, pondered over it carefully, and then began to reach out to look through yesterday's account books.

Just look at the clear and clear words on it——

"Egg and scallion noodles and pork bone soup noodles make a profit of [-] yuan."

At this moment, he finally regained his composure and remembered what happened yesterday. Speaking of which, he felt something was wrong when he was keeping accounts yesterday.

On weekdays, the total profit of egg noodles with chopped green onion and pork bone soup noodles will not exceed 40 yuan a day, but only yesterday, the total income of these two types of noodles has increased to [-] yuan, a sudden increase of more than [-] yuan.

However, Feng Ming just shifted his attention to the account book which is not the highest in the end, and didn't take a closer look at it directly. Who knows, when he looked at the account book again today, the total amount of profit has changed.

What exactly is going on?

Feng Ming frowned, looking a bit puzzled.

Then I started thinking about it by myself.

When work was about to end at night, Lin Xiang naturally had a smiling expression on his face, while Feng Ming still had a frowning expression on his face.

Finally, after Lin Xiang, Hancui and Ah Fu cleaned up the restaurant, Lin Xiang walked to Feng Ming's side and said with a smile, "Uncle Feng, you don't need to remove the egg noodles and pork bone soup noodles."

Lin Xiang naturally knows how many bowls of food he makes in a day.

Hearing this, Feng Ming was stunned to one side, then raised his eyes to look at Lin Xiang, with some confusion on his face.

Lin Xiang raised the corners of his lips and looked at Feng Ming without squinting.

After a while—

"It's done, there's no need to withdraw it." Feng Ming was still at a loss.

How can the business of things that were not selling well suddenly become better?

However, even though he was doubtful, it was for the restaurant to make money, so Feng Ming did not argue with Lin Xiang because of his little miscalculation, or did any naive behavior for the sake of emotional conflict .

no need.

In the final analysis, Feng Ming asked Wen Hui to remove the things for the sake of the restaurant's income. Now that the business is improving, he should be the happiest.

However, the doubts were still unsolved, and Feng Ming was always depressed.

Because of some miscalculations, Feng Ming was too embarrassed to directly ask Lin Xiang why.

I left the restaurant with Lin Xiang, A Fu Hancui and others with such a troubled expression.

……

When Lin Xiang came home, he went to the steamed stuffed bun shop and bought some warm steamed stuffed buns, with a smile on his face all the time, looking very happy.

The uncle selling buns asked curiously, "Girl, what's the matter, is there something good?"

Are you obviously happy?

Lin Xiang squinted his eyes and smiled at the uncle in the bun shop: "It's nothing, just some happy things."

The uncle wrapped ten white and fat meat buns for Lin Xiang, and Lin Xiang left with a smile on his face.

This side just opened the door and entered, Lin Yan was about to wash his hands and make something to eat, when he saw Lin Xiang entering the room with a bunch of buns, he immediately looked curious.

"Sister, don't we have no money at home?"

Lin Xiang thought for a while, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, the restaurant will issue monthly silver in two days, and we don't have to be so tight these days."

After finishing speaking, Lin Xiang put the hot steamed stuffed buns on the table, then took out some more from the kimchi jar on one side with bowls and chopsticks, and said, "Xiao Yan, if you have nothing to do tomorrow, go to the market , go buy some cabbages and green radishes."

Lin Yan nodded, but felt a little puzzled.

Immediately, Lin Xiang said again: "Let's have dinner later, and go to deliver some pickled vegetables to the neighbor's sister-in-law Wang."

After hearing this, Lin Yan understood.

Kimchi is not an expensive item, so if you want to give it away, you have to give more, but there is not much pickling in the house, and there are only two jars in total. In less than two weeks, one jar has gone down in the blink of an eye.

but……

Lin Yan thought about it, but he saw Lin Xiang bringing up the cut kimchi.

I eat these things on weekdays, but it's really a good meal.

While thinking, Lin Yan took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, then put a chopstick of kimchi into his mouth.

After the two brothers and sisters had a simple meal, Lin Xiang began to prepare to scoop out a large amount of kimchi and kimchi juice, and then hit a bowl full.

"Xiaoyan, I'll just go by myself, so don't go." Lin Xiang couldn't help telling before going out.

Hearing this, Lin Yan nodded.

……

"Sister-in-law Wang!" Here Lin Xiang knocked on the door of sister-in-law Wang's house.

Sister-in-law Wang over there immediately went out to answer the call, and when she went out, she saw Lin Xiangzheng holding delicious food in her hand with a smile.Immediately, he knew that the other party was here to deliver food to his family.

There are not many more, and the two families have become acquainted recently. After receiving the meal from Lin Xiang, Mrs. Wang smiled and said, "It's really troublesome."

Lin Xiang hurriedly said nothing, and then hurried home.

"Lin Xiang, the guest officer has another bowl of pork bone noodle soup!" Han Cui said while holding the plate in the kitchen.

When Ah Fu heard this, his face instantly showed a look of confusion.

He silently lowered his head and thought: A few days ago, the business of the two noodle soups, which were not selling well for some reason, suddenly became better.

(End of this chapter)