Chapter 164 Do you think it's too little?

Fan Qingyi stared at the oden account book in a daze, "For me?"

"Yes, the oden recipe was given by my sister-in-law. The place at the door was borrowed by good luck. Most of the customers who bought oden came for the rotating hot pot, so my sister-

in-law should get a share of the profits." Jiang Yanhong explained with a smile.

"This is 30% of the money, which is not as much as the money earned by good luck. Sister-in-law, don't think it's too little."

Fan Qingyi raised her eyes and scanned the mother and son of the Song family. Her nose was slightly sour.

She smiled and pushed the account book back, "The recipe is for you. You are the ones doing the business. I don't want it."

"Sister-in-law..."

Song Youwei was stunned for a moment, and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Aunt Song.

She looked at Fan Qingyi with a smile, "Liu Feifei, how much do you plan to get?"

"...Auntie, it's not calculated like that."

Fan Qingyi understood what Auntie Song meant in an instant, "I informed her a long time ago that Feifei and I were going to open a hot pot restaurant in partnership. She provides the capital and I provide the labor, and we divide the work and cooperate..."

"That's also true for me. You provide the recipe, the surface, and the customer flow, so it's your share, or do you think 30% is too little?"

Fan Qingyi smiled bitterly, "...Auntie, I don't think it's too little. I just think I shouldn't get a share of this money."

"Then you don't want us to sell oden in front of your store next year?" Auntie Song continued to ask.

"Auntie..."

Fan Qingyi looked at her, smiled bitterly and admitted defeat for a long while, "30% is too much, let me give you 20%, I really can't take more."

"This..."

Song Youwei looked at Jiang Yanhong, Jiang Yanhong looked at Auntie Song.

Auntie Song's eyes flashed a smile of achievement, and nodded slightly, "Okay, let's give you 20%. "

20% is not much, but it is more than 300.

Who would have thought that oden, which costs a few cents, a dime, or two cents, would sell for one or two thousand in just one or two months.

Oden makes a lot of money, and small hot pot makes even more.

If you don't count, you don't know, once you count...

Everyone was shocked.

"Hiss"

Jiang Yanhong took a breath of cool air, her eyes were about to pop out.

"No wonder those people are racking their brains to steal our business, this small hot pot... is really making money."

"... Really?" Song Youwei looked at the string of numbers at the bottom of the account book, his expression a little dazed.

Aunt Song's reaction was not so strong, but she was also a little unbelieving. She stared at the numbers and felt it was unreal, "Isn't this... a bit much?"

"How is this a bit much? This is a lot." Jiang Yanhong said.

Fan Qingyi kept accounts every day and had some idea in her mind, but when she saw the nearly 10,000 yuan in profit, she also took a deep breath.

From renting this storefront to now, it has only been two months and a few days. This speed of making money...

She looked down at her little daughter who was lying on the table and stretching money into her arms. The little daughter grinned at her, smiling so hard that her eyes were not visible.

Oh, such a young child, and he hasn't grown teeth yet.

Li Shanhu is not good at reading people's minds. She looks at her mother and smiles as if to take credit. [Mom, I said small hot pot makes money, right? Next year, we will rent two more stores and sell big hot pots, the kind that several people can sit around and eat together, and talk about life while eating...]

[In the summer, we will switch to barbecue. We can set up more than ten tables outside the store, and eat barbecue and drink beer. We will make more money than this.]

Fan Qing's eyes moved, and he silently made a note in his heart to set up a barbecue stall at the door next year.

After calculating the two income items, Fan Qing paid Jiang Yanhong the commission for the day and the wages for the month before the end of the year. The

daily wages of Aunt Song and Song Chengran were also settled, and they were given together with the commission.

The family looked at the money in their hands, their eyes full of smiles.

Jiang Yanhong said, "It's really thanks to my sister-in-law that I can make so much money this year."

"That's right, if the two of us set up a stall across the street, we can only make three to five hundred yuan at best." Song Youwei sighed.

You know, they were very satisfied with making a few dozen yuan at the beginning, and later they were very happy when they made less than a hundred yuan a month.

Now...

the couple makes more than a thousand yuan a month!

Auntie Song also nodded, "This is the affection between you two. Don't go back to the village and make wild guesses after hearing someone's instigation. Did you hear that?"

"I heard it."

Jiang Yanhong glanced at her husband and smiled firmly, "Mom, you taught us both. You can rest assured that there will be no conscienceless people in our family!"

"Yes! Mom, Yanhong is right. We can't do such ungrateful things." Song Youwei also patted his chest to guarantee.

After the couple finished talking, they went to see Song Chengran.

Song Chengran was at a loss for a moment, and when Auntie Song looked at him, he suddenly said "Oh".

"I will definitely eat well and grow up well, and when I grow up I will support A'li, Zhuzhu and Xiao Shanhu, and I will never let anyone bully them!"

As he said this, he clenched his little fist and swore.

Aunt Song sighed happily, "That's right."

Jiang Yanhong and Song Youwei also laughed.

Li Zhenzhu widened her eyes and whispered to Li Liuli, "Sister, can Brother Chengran beat us?"

"...It's a bit uncertain. We have martial arts classes in our school. We have been learning for half a year, but Brother Chengran hasn't learned it yet."

Li Liuli thought about it carefully and said seriously.

Song Chengran, "..."

His face flushed, and he turned to look at Aunt Song, "Grandma, I want to learn it too."

Aunt Song, "...There is no one teaching this in our country?"

How come there are martial arts classes in town?

She glanced at her son and daughter-in-law. No wonder they always wanted to bring their children to town for classes. In comparison, there were a lot of delays.

"How about going to the school after the New Year to ask?"

Jiang Yanhong and Song Youwei looked at each other and nodded in unison, "Yes."

Two months ago, they would not have dared to think about this because they had no money.

But now, they have money.

They have earned as much money in two months as others earn in a year. Even if they spend all this money, they can still make money after the new year!

For their son, this little money is nothing!

Fan Qingyi thought for a while and said, "I will take the two children to Teacher Cao's house tomorrow to give New Year gifts. I will tell him about Cheng Ran's matter and see if he has any solution."

"Okay, Teacher Cao is smart, he will definitely find a way." Li Zhenzhu's eyes lit up.

Li Liuli also nodded, "We can give it a try."

"That's great, then let's go back early today, and go buy New Year gifts with you tomorrow, and we'll have one share..."

Jiang Yanhong didn't finish her words, and Fan Qing raised his hand to stop her, "No, let's go and test the waters first. If he has a way, we'll go again before the fifth day of the New Year."

"Okay, listen to your sister-in-law."

Aunt Song nodded, "If you go now, if the other party has no choice, they will think that your sister-in-law doesn't know the rules. If they have a way, they will feel that they were raped and would not feel comfortable. That's why your sister-in-law said that she would go and test the waters first. Do you understand?"