No matter how big or how many customers a restaurant has, it will still be limited by its space.
Just like Sha Zhu said, their restaurant only has about ten tables in the main hall and eight private rooms. At most, they'll turn over tables two or three times during lunch and two or three times during dinner, so they can only serve a maximum of about a hundred tables a day. It's actually very difficult to break ten thousand.
In today's environment, you can eat well and be full for a few dollars at a restaurant, and it's okay to spend tens of dollars to enjoy their cooking. But going any higher is actually quite difficult.
“If that’s the case, then hiring a few more people should be enough,” Liu Zhaodi nodded.
After the MCA left.
Sha Zhu stood up and walked inside; He Yushui hadn't gone back yet.
They were waiting inside, seemingly looking for Sha Zhu.
"What's wrong? Is something the matter?" Seeing his younger sister's appearance, Shazhu knew something must have happened.
“It’s not a big deal,” Liu Zhaodi said from behind. “Yushui’s idea is, should we consider bringing the old man back?”
"Old man?" Sha Zhu was stunned for a moment, then realized that they were talking about He Daqing.
To be honest, there wasn't much hatred involved. After all, He Daqing had taught him everything he needed to know before leaving and even secured him a position. Later, he devoted himself entirely to Qin Huairu. Resentment fades with time, and it's not some deep-seated hatred that could lead to the extermination of one's clan or family.
In terms of age, He Daqing is about the same age as the old man, almost 70. I guess he's probably about to be abandoned by his family now.
"Dad, could we learn from Fengzeyuan Restaurant when we start our family's restaurant?"
To reiterate, the scale of a restaurant is always limited. Having only one chef is definitely not sustainable, and Ma Hua has already completed his apprenticeship. Does that mean they can continue to train the next generation? Perhaps they can even prepare for opening branches in the future? Even if they don't open branches, expanding the scale of this private kitchen restaurant wouldn't be out of the question.
Therefore, He Daqing played a very important role.
"Okay, I'll send him a letter and see what he means."
Sha Zhu no longer hesitated. If the restaurant could hold up these days, then it would really be time to consider expansion.
When Yan Bugui and his group got home, they were also exhausted. There were an absurd number of people today, but to be honest, they ate until their bellies were round and they were burping all the way home.
"Did you find a suitable one today?" Yan Bugui asked.
The family wasn't together today. Yan Bugui and his third aunt are getting old and don't really like strong-flavored food, so the two families split up.
"We've found one, but we need to discuss it and see which one is suitable," Yan Jiecheng said.
Indeed, we found quite a few things that could be included in the plan. To be honest, the food street has a wide variety of ingredients, which are reliable and delicious, each with its own unique flavor.
"Alright, as long as you understand." The third uncle didn't mind, and while shaving his teeth, he leisurely took his old wife home.
"Hey, this old man's become quite easygoing now," Yan Jiecheng muttered as he watched Yan Bugui's departing figure.
"So what? Are you still as calculating as before? We're all getting on in years, and besides, it's not like we're short of money." Yu Li rolled her eyes and slapped him lightly, annoyed. "Can you stop being so petty?"
"I'm just being petty. You have no idea..."
Snowflakes slowly drifted down from the sky.
The sound, along with their receding figures, slowly faded into the snow.
Inside the warm bedroom.
Lou Xiao'e, Qin Huairu, Qin Jingru, and Wang Shouren were staring at each other.
Lou Xiao'e glanced at the bed in the corner with a smile in her eyes: "This bed isn't big enough. We'll have to get a bigger one later. Ideally, it should be big enough to fit ten people at the same time. Otherwise, I don't know how many more 'good sisters' some people are planning to add to our group."
This is a classic example of someone who loves to make things worse.
After returning, the girl did not stay at the Wang family's house, but instead went to Lou's father's villa.
Since collaborating with Wang Shouren, Lou's father seemed to have been rejuvenated, his spirits soaring. Moreover, he loved staying in Beijing; in his own words, Beijing was his root. He found peace there.
Lou's mother didn't really like staying in Beijing; she lived in Hong Kong most of the time.
It seems that only today did he remember that there was such a person as Wang Shouren. As soon as he returned, he started teasing Qin Jingru.
This is considered a staple of their family's program.
Lou Xiao'e and Qin Jingru are always bickering.
"Oh, right, this was permitted by the Empress."
Look at that sarcastic tone.
Qin Jingru didn't dare to speak, after all, it was her idea to get Xu Weiwei pregnant.
"Alright, stop bullying her. She's just a little girl..." Qin Huairu couldn't stand it anymore, and look, she almost buried her head in her chest.
"Pfft..." Wang Shouren was drinking water when he suddenly spat it out.
The three women all looked at him.
"It's alright, it's alright, you can continue."
"Do you have a problem with the 'little girl'?" Qin Jingru asked expressionlessly.
"No, no..." Wang Shouren waved his hands repeatedly. Good heavens, he had changed his target. He frantically winked at Lou Xiao'e, signaling her to increase the intensity.
Lou Xiao'e looked at him with a half-smile, then her face showed concern: "Oh dear, what happened? Sand got into your eyes, you keep blinking. Come here, let me take a look."
"Wang! Shouren!"
"Ouch! No! No! Don't use your teeth!"
Wang Shouren lay blankly on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Qin Jingru stood beside him, panting heavily, her face flushed. He glanced at Qin Jingru and sneered, "You're bad at it but love to play games."
"You!" Qin Jingru's eyes widened.
"Ahem, never mind. Xiao'e, why did you come back? What's going on in the US?" Wang Shouren immediately changed the subject.
"You still have the nerve to say that? What kind of ideas have you instilled in your son? Now this brat, all he thinks about is making games. He keeps asking me for money, saying he wants to start some kind of game company. When I don't let him, he gets angry." Lou Xiao'e rolled her eyes.
"Heh." Wang Shouren sneered.
How could he not know how much exaggeration was in those words?
Of his three children, Wang Ruiming was the clever but mischievous type, and his resistance manifested in his battles of wits with Wang Shouren. Wang Xirou was a complete troublemaker, never feeling comfortable unless she was causing trouble. The last child, Wang Siren, was actually the most well-behaved.
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