Chapter 149

On the weekend, Su Miao was still asleep when Ye Jiayin woke her up. Ye Jiayin stood outside the back window and called her, "Miao Miao! Wake up!"

Su Miao sat up sleepily and asked, "Sister Jiayin, what time is it?"

"It's already half past six, and your father is already up and getting ready to go out and stock up."

Su Miao looked at the sky and saw that it was still dark: "Sister Jiayin, it's not bright yet, why don't we sleep a little longer?"

"No! Did you forget I need to make an exercise plan for you? You're busy with schoolwork during the week, so you have to make the most of the weekends. I'll give you 15 minutes to wash up, put on the sportswear I prepared for you yesterday, and gather at the gate!"

Ye Jiayin turned around and went back after she finished speaking. She knew very well that according to Su Miao's personality, every extra word she said was just to stay in bed for another second.

"Wow, I don't want to exercise. I want to sleep!"

Su Miao got up helplessly while muttering to herself. After all, the whole family agreed to Ye Jiayin helping her exercise.

When her dear father heard that exercise can enhance physical fitness and reduce the probability of illness, he immediately agreed with a bright face, and almost pushed his daughter to the street to practice Tai Chi at night.

It was still a little chilly in the spring mornings, so Ye Jiayin prepared long-sleeved sportswear for her.

Ye Jiayin saw that she was dressed neatly and went out at the appointed time, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Miao Miao, don't worry. I will proceed step by step according to your physical condition. I won't let you load too hard all at once. That would be unscientific. Once your endurance has been gradually developed, I will increase the intensity."

In Su Miao's ears, the three words "increase the intensity" sounded the same as "I'm going to kill you", but since things had come to this point, she could only try her best to accept it. She also knew that her body was too weak.

If she had Ye Jiayin's physique and skills, perhaps she wouldn't have been reborn this time.

"Sister Jiayin, how do I start?"

"Given how out of breath you were after being dragged through 400 meters yesterday, it's not appropriate for you to start running right away. Instead, warm up first and then briskly walk. Walk for two days before running. Come warm up with me."

Ye Jiayin got ready to warm her up.

Su Miao looked at the street where some pedestrians had begun to appear, and said awkwardly, "Sister Jiayin, how about we go back to the yard to warm up first, and then go out for a run?"

"No, ignoring other people's eyes is also a very important lesson in physical training. From now on, when we go for a morning run on the street, stretch on the playground, or do other sports, there will inevitably be people paying attention to us. If we feel shy, it will only interfere with our normal training."

Okay, okay, you are a professional in sports, everything you say is right. Su Miao obediently followed the warm-up exercises and tried his best to adapt to the gazes from others.

After all, it was the first day, so Ye Jiayin didn't force Su Miao too much. The two-kilometer brisk walk back and forth was just a warm-up for her, but it had already made Su Miao out of breath.

"Okay, that's enough for today. We can rest after some stretching. Otherwise, your muscles will get sore easily."

After finally finishing the exercise and returning to the yard, Dad, Brother Yu, and Sister Yingzi were already preparing the ingredients.

Sister Yingzi asked: "Huh? Isn't today the weekend? Why is Miaomiao up so early?"

Brother Yu said cheerfully, "Jiayin is taking Miaomiao to exercise. Isn't there military training next semester when we start high school? If we don't practice now, we'll suffer later."

"Oh, that's right. It's okay, Miaomiao. The intensity of your school's military training shouldn't be too high. They won't hold you to the same standards as regular soldiers."

Su Miao suddenly remembered that Sister Yingzi was a soldier who had been on the battlefield, and his own small arms and legs could not compare to hers.

After talking to them for a few words, Su Miao went back to her room to catch up on some sleep. It was only eight o'clock, and she felt her whole body was very heavy. She changed her clothes and fell asleep on the bed in seconds. When she opened her eyes again, it was already 10 o'clock.

Diners had already arrived at the restaurant, and Su Miao was sitting at the cashier as usual. At 11 o'clock, Fatty Brother came.

He ordered a bowl of fish porridge and a plate of braised food, and ate it with relish. Su Miao went over and sat next to him to chat.

"Miao, didn't you say before that you wanted to register a trademark? Have you done that?"

"It's all been submitted. Jiayin's sister helped design an icon."

"Wow, this is quite confusing. What kind of icon is this? Can you show me?"

Su Miao ran back to the room and took out a piece of paper with the trademark they applied for printed on it.

The icon is very simple, a simple drawing of a large bowl with a few wisps of steam coming out of it, and the words "Su Ji Food Shop" written in artistic calligraphy in a semicircle.

The fat boy took a look and said, "You know what! It's quite nice. You can tell it's a food stall. It's simple and concise, and the words are clear. The big bowl is great, it makes me hungry just by looking at it."

"When the application is approved, I want to print our trademark on our takeout bags. Brother Xiaopang, do you know a factory that can customize plastic bags?"

The fat guy thought for a moment and said, "Although buying plastic bags isn't expensive these days, customizing them is very expensive. I don't think it's worth it just to put a trademark on them. You can put it on the signboard and price list. Oh, and you can also put it on the table if you have one."

"Yeah, I'll definitely do it in the store, but we also have a lot of takeout business. If we can print our trademark on the packaging to distinguish ours from others, then slowly and subtly, ours will become a famous brand!"

"That's true. Your takeout business is all from factories and units. Those people are rich. If they set their sights on your restaurant, they will be willing to come even if you offer more expensive food in the future. They can afford it."

But how to do it? The two fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, Su Miao clapped his hands and said, "There's a cheap way. I'll engrave the trademark on a seal and use quick-drying ink to stamp them on plastic bags one by one. It's a bit troublesome, but I only use about a hundred plastic bags a day, and it will be done in a short time."

The fat boy nodded and said, "That's a good idea. You're smart. Leave the ink issue to me. I'll go and ask for some ink that doesn't stink and won't rub off easily."

"Thank you, Fatty!"

"No thanks, no thanks. I came here today for another matter. My uncle is going to open a factory, and they need to order braised food. There are not many people now, so we can only order 20 kilograms a day. We will increase it later if there are more. Can your family still handle it?"

"It's OK now, but it might be a bit difficult to increase the number of people in the future. The main reason is that there are too many dishes to cook in the store, and even if we add more stoves, the kitchen will be a bit tight."

The fat guy sucked on his chicken feet and said, "I think your business is booming. It's time to consider expansion. If you want to develop, you can't just rely on this store and a few people."

"I've thought about it. We bought a yard, about ten meters into the alley. When group purchase orders come in, I want to use the kitchen in the yard to make braised food. Group purchases can be packed and delivered directly from there, and the rest can be brought to the store in thermos buckets for easy access."

"Okay, since you have this idea, I won't say much. If you have any difficulties, feel free to contact Fatty!"