Chapter 196 I have thoughts



Chapter 196 I have a plan

This is unreasonable.

Jiang Yanhong spat and said, "If you have the guts, go and grab the customer! The food in your restaurant is expensive and unpalatable, and you sell overnight food. I am not stupid. I will go to your restaurant and suffer!"

The textile factory workers who were eating in the store echoed.

"I ate it once and it made my stomach upset for the whole afternoon. I dare not eat it again."

"I don't want to eat cheap and delicious food, but go to your restaurant to eat overnight rotten food? I am not crazy."

"You don't care about your face. How dare you come and say this..."

The face of the man surnamed Gu turned pale and blue. He wanted to say something, but Song Youwei stepped forward and shook the colander, and Jiang Yanhong also grabbed the big soup spoon for serving rice.

The couple stared at him covetously.

There were also a lot of people in the store, all turning their heads to look at him.

Gu's eyes were red with jealousy. They were all cooks, why was her business so good, while he only had two or three people every day. With

fewer people, they could cook more, and it would be a pity to throw away the leftovers.

He heated it up the next day and continued to sell it, which was also to save costs, what's wrong with that?

Who wouldn't heat up the food the next day if they couldn't finish it the day before? !

But he was unwilling to give in, and he really didn't dare to make trouble in front of so many people.

The man surnamed Gu went back to the next door in disappointment, wanting to ask the landlord to give him a few more days, "I'll ask relatives and friends for money, and I'll pay this month's rent..."

"Alright, you can't make a living by selling inferior things as good ones. Pack up these broken things and get out of here today!"

"Brother, stop, let's talk about it..."

The landlord waved his hands, leaving no room for negotiation, "Or I'll get someone to throw all your stuff out."

Seeing the landlord's tough attitude, the man surnamed Gu's eyes turned red.

"I have rented your house for two years, and I have never owed you a penny in rent..."

He glanced at the lively crowd, wanting to cry like a poor man and act pitiful, so that the onlookers would say a few words that he would extend the deadline for a few more days if he was in trouble, so that the landlord would give in under pressure.

The Song family is familiar with this matter.

Jiang Yanhong sighed and reminded the landlord, "He wants to morally kidnap you."

The landlord frowned, "Don't try to play this trick on me. You should pay me the rent on time when you rent my house. Don't act like I'm bullying you. You should know that you were the first to default on the rent! Moreover, I have already extended the deadline for you for a week."

When the people around who wanted to help heard this, they all shut up honestly.

They just wanted to watch the excitement, so they didn't make trouble.

The man surnamed Gou glared at Jiang Yanhong fiercely, and Jiang Yanhong raised the spoon in her hand without any fear of him.

The landlord snorted coldly and gave him a deadline, "I will collect the room at five o'clock. If you exceed the time, you will bear the consequences yourself."

"Brother..."

The man surnamed Gou looked pitiful and wanted to beg for mercy, but the landlord gave him a cold face, nodded slightly to Fan Qingyi, and left.

When the people walked away, the man surnamed Gou gritted his teeth and glared at Fan Qingyi angrily, "You are happy to take me away!"

Fan Qingyi didn't even give him a look, turned around and went back to the store to continue working.

Good Luck has attracted many customers to consume because of the year-end discount event.

The word spread from one worker to another, from one family member to another, and from another to another. Most of the people in Shuizhai Town knew that a hot pot restaurant called Haoyunlai had opened next to the textile factory.

The price was low, the food was plentiful, and the free soup base was even more filling than the soup you make at home.

Who wouldn't be tempted?

After coming here once, you want to come again.

Someone suggested to Fan Qingyi that they make a big hot pot for family and friends, the kind that a group of people can eat together.

This idea was mentioned by the youngest daughter at the end of the year when business was booming.

Unfortunately, the shop was really small, and if they could do one thing, they couldn't do the other, so they had to give up.

Now...

Fan Qingyi glanced at the noise coming from the next door as they were packing up, and he had an idea.

Why not rent the next door and open a special hot pot shop?

After finishing the lunch, she told Auntie Song and the Song couple about this. Jiang Yanhong's eyes lit up and she was the first to vote.

"I agree!"

Anyway, the man surnamed Gou has moved out, and the landlord is going to rent the house to someone else.

So why not rent it ?

Make the hot pot restaurant bigger!

There are so many imitations of their Good Luck in the town, but either the dishes are not fresh, the meat is not enough, the soup is not tasty enough, the condiments are not given, or the price is too expensive. None of them can compete with their Good Luck!

To do this business, it is no longer about money, but to make a name for yourself on the basis of making money.

When people mention hot pot, they think of their Good Luck!

Song Youwei also nodded, "I think it's okay."

"Auntie..."

Fan Qing looked over when he saw Auntie Song frowning.

Auntie Song said, "It's not that I think it's not possible, it's... I have to cook for Cheng Ran at home and can't help you. If you open another one... can you handle it?"

She has experienced how tiring it is to be a master.

If they open another one, they will have to work non-stop without even a break? !

Fan Qingyi thought for a moment, "I will talk to the landlord next door later. If we can rent it, we can hire two people to help out. Things like washing and cutting vegetables, preparing condiments, pounding meat and cooking meatballs can be left to others. We will be busy at the front. What do you think, Auntie?"

"That's fine."

Auntie Song felt relieved, but the next second she asked again, "Do you have the right person? Those people in the village are definitely not suitable. Looking for strangers in the town..."

She shook her head, thinking that food, or the key cleaning work, could not be trusted by strangers.

Fan Qingyi frowned and glanced at Jiang Yanhong.

Jiang Yanhong understood what she meant instantly, "My family... My eldest sister is not good enough, she doesn't like to be clean, my second sister is good at work, but she has a bad temper... She has given birth to three children, I don't know if her husband's family will let her go? How about I go and ask first?" "

Okay, you go and ask, if she comes, her salary and commission will be the same as yours." Fan Qingyi said.

Jiang Yanhong's eyes suddenly lit up, and then shook her head cautiously, "You can tell her how much salary and commission her husband's family gives her... Let's not talk about it, I will tell my second sister privately."

Fan Qingyi didn't ask any more questions.

Jiang Yanhong did what she said, she ran to the textile factory, borrowed a rickshaw from Zhou Tao, and rode to the village where her second sister married.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the landlord next door came to collect the house, and the landlord surnamed Gou reluctantly called the key over.

The landlord went inside to check and came out with a dark face and scolded the man surnamed Gou, "What have you done to my backyard? The walls are all covered with ashes from your fire, and I have to spend money to paint it white..."

The man surnamed Gou hung his head and didn't say a word in return, fearing that the landlord would ask him to pay.

The landlord looked at him like that and scolded him for a long time, until Jiang Yanhong came back on her bike, then he stopped and drove the man surnamed Gou away.

There was a person sitting behind Jiang Yanhong, who looked three or four points like her.

But he was a little thin and looked malnourished.

"Sister-in-law, this is my second sister Jiang Luhe."

Jiang Yan blushed, "When her mother-in-law heard that she would be paid so much, she insisted that my second sister come today so that we can start calculating the wages from today."

Fan Qingyi, "..."


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