Chapter 202 Xinfu Noodle House
"Yu Hui, are you here to apply for a business license yourself?" Wen Zhaodi asked with wide eyes.
Why did she appear at the Industrial and Commercial Bureau at this time other than to apply for a business license?
What surprised Wen Zhaodi was that she, an uneducated rural girl, dared to come to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau alone to apply for a business license.
Wen Zhaodi didn't dare to come herself and didn't know what to do, so she waited for her husband to take leave and come together.
Yu Hui: "I already got the business license a long time ago, and I'm here today to get the approval."
"Did you do it yourself?" Wen Zhaodi asked.
"What else?" Yu Hui shrugged, put the note in her backpack, and left the Industrial and Commercial Bureau.
She also has to go to the meat processing plant and the flour mill.
The couple watched Yu Hui walk away before looking away. Secretary Wu glanced at Wen Zhaodi with disdain and said, "Look at her, then look at you. She can handle the business license and special approval by herself, but you have to wait for me to do everything."
He usually rests on Saturdays and Sundays, but the Industrial and Commercial Bureau is closed on Saturdays and Sundays, so he had to take leave and bring Wen Zhaodi to handle the matter.
Wen Zhaodi lowered her head in embarrassment and whispered, "Don't I just not understand?"
Secretary Wu: "Do I understand now? What's the mouth under the nose used for?"
Wen Zhaodi: “…”
The meat processing plant and the flour mill were next to each other, so Yu Hui went to the meat processing plant first.
After explaining her purpose to the security guard, Yu Hui was taken directly to the office building, where she was received by the deputy director of the meat processing plant.
The deputy factory director took the note of special approval from the Industry and Commerce Bureau and looked at it. "I mentioned this matter during the last meeting at the Industry and Commerce Bureau. The policy encourages individual businesses to open restaurants. Our factory will definitely cooperate fully."
"If you want to buy meat in the future, just come to our meat processing plant. If you don't use the meat coupons, it will cost you ten cents more per pound."
Yu Hui said readily, "No problem."
The deputy factory director didn't expect that Yu Hui, a little girl, could be so straightforward.
"Deputy Factory Manager, I'd like to ask, I buy ten kilograms of beef, twenty kilograms of pork, and two sets of pig intestines every day. Can you deliver them to my door?"
Yu Hui plans to sell four kinds of noodles: beef noodles, shredded pork noodles, pork intestine noodles, and vegetarian noodles.
The deputy factory director frowned. "Just buy a few dozen kilograms and carry them to our meat processing plant every morning. You don't need to deliver them to your door, right? It's such a small amount, and it doesn't even meet our minimum delivery standard."
Yu Hui smiled and said, "It's quite troublesome to run to the city before dawn every day."
"Oh, right." Yu Hui remembered something. "The meat in our military district cafeteria and the family quarters cafeteria is also supplied by your meat processing plant, right?"
The deputy factory manager nodded and said, "Indeed, we supply it. We drive it over there early every morning."
"Then just take the meat I want with you every day. I'm not in a hurry. The car can deliver the meat from the military canteen and the family canteen first, and then deliver mine."
She's not open in the morning anyway.
"I can pay for the shipping." Yu Hui added.
If you haven’t reached the minimum gift point, you can’t let people give it away for free.
The deputy factory manager looked at Yu Hui with appreciation and said with a smile, "Okay, if you want to deliver every day, I'll just give you ten yuan a month as a freight fee. It's considered as a reward for the driver's hard work."
"Okay." Yu Hui agreed immediately. The monthly subscription only costs ten yuan, which is a great deal.
Yu Hui ordered ten kilograms of beef, twenty kilograms of pork, and two sets of pig intestines.
A pound of beef brisket costs 90 cents, and it costs 1 cent more without a ticket, which means it costs one dollar a pound.
Ten kilograms costs ten yuan, which is not cheap at all.
Lean pork is cheaper in the meat processing plant, 50 cents per pound, which is the purchase price. If it is 10 cents more expensive, it will be 60 cents per pound, and 20 pounds will be 12 yuan.
Pig intestines are even cheaper, only one dollar a pair.
This means that Yu Hui's daily cost for meat is 24 yuan. Add in noodles and seasonings, and the daily cost is over 30 yuan.
If she doesn't sell 30 pieces a day, she can't even break even.
"I'll give you this money first. Please arrange for someone to deliver it the day after tomorrow morning." Yu Hui counted out the money quickly.
The deputy factory manager accepted it and said, "From now on, if you want any meat or how much you want, just tell the driver directly. When the meat is delivered, you can give the driver the money."
"OK."
Yu Hui left the meat processing plant with brisk steps and went to the flour mill. A bag of 50 kilograms of flour at the flour mill cost eight yuan, and they would deliver it for free if it was over 1,000 kilograms. Otherwise, it would cost two yuan for a trip.
Yu Hui ordered 400 kilograms at one time, paid two yuan for shipping, and asked for it to be delivered tomorrow.
The total cost of buying flour was sixty-four yuan.
When paying, Yu Hui looked at her wallet which was getting thinner and thinner and lamented that the money was not going away easily.
Yu Hui was a little tired from running around these two days, so she basically fell asleep as soon as she lay down at night.
Gu Huai also noticed that she was tired, so he cooked porridge after getting up in the morning and went to the canteen to buy buns and fried dough sticks.
Now that Yu Hui is awake, there is no need to cook breakfast.
The next morning, Yu Hui got up and saw it was bright outside. She walked into the main room and saw the children sitting obediently and having breakfast. She turned around and saw the clock on the wall in the living room was already half past seven.
"Where's Dad?" Yu Hui asked, rubbing her eyes.
"Dad said he had a meeting in the morning and went to work. Mom, you go wash up and I'll go get you some porridge." Gu Dong answered as he got up and went to the kitchen to get some porridge for his mother.
Yu Hui felt warm in her heart. Gu Dong was becoming more and more sensible.
When she came back from washing up, the porridge and chopsticks were ready.
"Mom, when will our noodle shop open?" Gu Dong asked.
Ever since they knew their mother was going to open a noodle shop, Li Qiang and Sun Xiangdong have been asking him when it would open, saying they want to come and eat there too.
Yu Hui: "Tomorrow, after you get out of school at noon, go straight to the noodle shop for lunch."
"Okay, so what's the name of our noodle shop?"
Yu Hui slapped her forehead and said, "I forgot about this."
The noodle shop is going to open tomorrow, but she hasn’t given it a name yet and hasn’t even prepared a plaque.
She brainstormed a name and asked the children for their opinions. "How about calling it Happy Noodle House?"
Being full and eating delicious food will make people feel happy. Her noodle shop can not only make people full but also eat delicious food, which doubles the happiness.
Gu Xixi said, "Every time I eat the rice and noodles cooked by my mother, I feel very happy. This name is very good."
Gu Dong and Gu Nan also nodded in agreement, saying that this name was particularly good.
"Okay, let's call it Happy Noodle House."
After breakfast, Yu Hui and Qian Lan went to find a rectangular piece of wood, took the brush and ink that Gu Dong used to write big characters, and wrote the four big characters "Xinfu Noodle House" vertically on the wood.
Qian Lan tilted her head and said, "Don't mention it, Xiaoyu, your calligraphy is pretty good."
Yu Hui touched her nose with the back of her finger. "There's an old scholar in our village who lives in a cowshed. He has excellent calligraphy skills. He taught me all this."
There was indeed an old scholar living in a cowshed in the original owner's village. He was also very good at calligraphy and he always wrote on stones with a brush dipped in water.
The original owner often saw him when he was cutting grass for pigs, and he kept staring at him when he was writing on the stone.
Seeing that the original owner was curious, the old scholar offered to teach her, but the other people in the village told the original owner not to get close to the old scholar, so the original owner ran away.
The old scholar died a few years ago. It was said that it was taught by the old scholar, and the main point was that there was no evidence after death.
Yu Hui learned calligraphy from a calligraphy master when the master came to do charity work at the orphanage.
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