Mr. Qian was a little unsure if he could do this job well, and he was a little incredulous: "Leave it to me?"

Qian Yu nodded. She had just discussed with Qian Qing that Qian Qing was busy opening a clothing store now. When spring comes, she will take Ding Jie to the south to buy goods. When the storefront is delivered, it will be even busier.

Qian's mother was in charge of the canteen business, and she also had to make chili sauce and take care of Qianqian. Her daily workload was not heavy, but her body could not handle it.

Although Qian Yu's vermicelli factory is now very popular, it is limited by the season. This year, the warehouse is tight and there is not enough stock left for her to sell off-season. After this month's sales season, she will have to wait until October in the second half of the year to continue.

After discussing the pig farm, Qian Qing and Qian Yu decided to raise about 100 pigs this year to see how it goes. The cost of raising pigs is not high. You need to buy piglets and breeding pigs in the first year, and you can keep the seeds yourself in the second year. The trouble is that you need to build a pig shed to raise pigs, and someone has to keep an eye on them all year long. Although raising pigs is not a big deal, it is still very frustrating to encounter swine fever. The most important thing is that the pig farming business is not a business that can see a quick return on money. Piglets must be raised for at least half a year or more before they can be slaughtered, and the entire process is a huge investment.

Therefore, you can only find someone you trust to keep an eye on this matter. Otherwise, if things go wrong, you will lose everything.

After the two sisters discussed it, they drew up a clear document: "I've calculated the cost of the pig farm. Including the money for contracting the sloping land, it will cost about 10,000 yuan. I originally planned to take out a loan, but in addition to the pig farm, I also plan to look at other businesses, so I want to keep this loan for now. Qingqing and I will each pay 5,000 yuan of the 10,000 yuan, and Dad, you will take care of the pig farming in the middle. I will pay for the pig feed and the wages of the employees. I will take 40%, and Qingqing and you will each take 30%. Dad, do you think this is okay?"

When Mr. Qian heard that his family was going to settle the accounts so clearly, he immediately became unwilling and expressed his opinion in a stern tone.

"I just went to help you guys, I'm not after your money, why do you have to charge me so much?"

Qian Qing tried to comfort him: "Isn't it because our family business is big now? Divide it clearly, so that when the time comes, there will be too much money and you, Mom and Dad, won't be able to count it."

It can be seen from Grandma Qian that the most taboo thing in the family is not being clear about money. After a long time, it is inevitable that there will be rifts. If Qian's father wants to raise pigs, it means he will give up his job in the match factory. The two sisters don't want him to suffer a loss, so they just say this to separate.

After all, Qian Qing started to run a business with her family in order to make a good living for each of them. The most important thing is to find a place where they can stand on their own, rather than just living together as a family. Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses.

Qian Qing can choose clothes and look at various styles, but if you ask her to make vermicelli like Qian Yu, she can't do it.

Qian's father agreed reluctantly, but Qian's mother lectured him.

Just like how Qian's father handed over his salary to the family, Qian's mother also planned to control the money Qian's father used to raise pigs. Otherwise, when mother-in-law came to pick peaches at the end of the year, what would Qian's father do if he got confused? The reason why she was able to get away with it this year was because Qian's grandmother still underestimated the money Qian Yu earned, thinking it was only a few thousand yuan, and the reputation of self-employed people was not good now. That's why Qian's grandmother didn't get angry and insisted on mixing it in.

When the situation gets better next year, it will definitely not be so easy to deal with Grandma Qian.

Mother Qian got a headache just thinking about it, but she could only take things one step at a time. This year, it seems that Father Qian can still handle things clearly. But next year, when his mother uses the same old tricks as before, like when she went to the hospital for a job, I wonder if Father Qian can still hold on.

"I'm not unreasonable. If the old lady is not well, we should pay half of the medical expenses. You used to give her more than ten or twenty yuan a month as filial piety money. If you still want to give her this amount, I can tolerate it. But I have to say in advance that it is impossible to give more. It doesn't make sense for you to use my daughter's business to subsidize your mother."

Father Qian didn't think his wife was wrong. He was the son, and it was his duty to respect his mother. But what did this have to do with his wife and daughter? Qian Qing and Qian Yu had never been with Grandma Qian since they were born. Now the two children had to give money to Grandma Qian, and he, as a father, couldn't bear it.

****

On the third day of the New Year, Qian Qing and Qian Yu went to visit relatives at their uncle's house.

The eldest uncle is called Ding Daqiang, and the second uncle is called Ding Erqiang. Both of them are chefs and live in a county town not far from Y City. People say that even a three-year drought will not kill a chef. When life was tough in the past few years, the eldest uncle Ding and the second uncle Ding often sent gifts to Qian's mother. So the two sisters Qian Qing and Qian Yu have a good relationship with their uncle's family.

Early in the morning, Qian Qing put on the three berets she had specially saved, two cotton waistcoats, and some peach crisps and peanut candies in her hands, and was taken by Zhou Hao to her uncle's house.

Uncle Ding and Uncle Ding II had no connections in the early years and could not get a job in a state-owned hotel, so they had to make a living by cooking for other people.

No matter how hard life was, people would still try to be generous in weddings and funerals. Uncle Ding Da and Uncle Ding Er, along with Uncle Ding Er's cousin, had three chefs in total, and they had been hosting banquets for people everywhere in recent years.

Especially after the reform and opening up, Uncle Ding and Uncle Ding became more brazen and asked someone to print a batch of business cards with "Ding's Table" written on them and distributed them everywhere. They had a big steamer and a big stove, and they also bought a lot of tableware at home. When they received an order, they would buy the ingredients in advance and prepare them for the people. The two of them had good skills, and in the past few years, they had a good reputation.

When Qian Qing and Zhou Hao arrived at the Ding family, Uncle Ding was roasting sweet potatoes and chestnuts with a group of children in the yard. The Ding family's business was also based on personal connections, and they had many relatives and apprentices who came and went. It was especially lively during the Chinese New Year.

Qianqian also mingled among the group of children around Uncle Ding, with a little black ash at the corners of her mouth, staring at Uncle Ding's hands as he fiddled with the flames.

"Stand further away! Don't let your face get upset and you start crying later."

Uncle Ding grabbed a small frying pan, put a handful of corn kernels in it, added some sugar and mixed them well, covered it with a lid and put it on the fire. After a while, there was a popping sound from inside.

"Uncle!"

Qian Qing shouted.

Uncle Ding's eyes lit up when he saw Qian Qing coming. Before he could say anything, he saw a person rolling and crawling out from the pile of children.

When Ding Jie saw his second sister now, it was like seeing his savior.

"Sister! When are we going to the South? The New Year is over, why don't we leave in a few days!"

Ever since he came back from selling vermicelli, he had been in big trouble. Uncle Ding couldn't stand him lying at home all day like a salted fish, so he simply threw a bunch of children of relatives, neighbors and apprentices to him to take care of.

Ding Jie's life suddenly became difficult. He was surrounded by a group of energetic little kids every day. If he wasn't paying attention, someone would cause trouble.

Seeing Ding Jie's miserable appearance, Uncle Ding didn't feel any pity at all. Instead, he thought that his son was useless.

I am not a good student, and I am not as good at cooking as Ding Ming from the second family. It seems that I was born with a missing brain. When I cook, I either can't see the right temperature or the right amount of salt. I know everything when I eat, but I am at a loss when I cook. At this age, the best I can do is boil water.

"Qingqing, ignore him and go sit inside. Your aunt has been nagging you for days."

Uncle Ding, with his fat belly bulging, invited Qian Qing and Zhou Hao into the house.

"This must be my nephew's husband. It's his first time here. Just tell your aunt what you want to eat. The second son has gone to buy a lamb. Let's light the stove and make a roasted lamb leg for lunch."

Qianqian saw Zhou Hao and Qian Qing from a distance, ran over with her short legs, and jumped onto Qian Qing.

"Aunt! Uncle!"

Qian Yu didn't know what he was busy with today. He got up early in the morning and sent her to her uncle's house. He left without saying a few words. Her uncle's house was nice, but people kept coming at the beginning, and she didn't know any of them. When she saw Qian Qing, she immediately came to her.

Uncle Ding and Uncle Ding II had separate families but not separate households. The two families lived in the front and back of a courtyard. The house was spacious, and there was a small vegetable garden in the backyard. There was a shelf outside the vegetable garden, and a large stone table was placed underneath.

When Qian Qing and Zhou Hao carried Qianqian over, many people had already gathered around the table.

Uncle Ding and Uncle Ding II have five or six apprentices, all of whom have become apprentices over the past few years. Together with the families of my two aunts and my cousin's wife, there are more than twenty people here today.

Because the Ding family had no shortage of food, the things Qian Qing sent were all hats and clothes. The two aunts and the cousin's wife each got a hat, and the uncles each got a cotton vest.

Uncle Ding was wearing a cotton waistcoat, and he felt so happy.

"Girls are still the best. Why have I never had a daughter in my life?"

After a while, Uncle Ding came back. His two uncles and cousin cleaned the whole sheep, turned on the stove, put half of the sheep in to roast it, and cut the other half into dishes.

The two uncles' apprentices showed off their skills. Everyone showed off their cooking skills, and in a blink of an eye, they prepared a large table of dishes.

Braised lamb, cumin lamb, lamb soup noodles, stir-fried lamb with scallions, lamb rice, lamb soup...

Zhou Hao and Qian Qing were both very full after the meal, but Ding Jie was still finding fault with the food, saying one was stewed too long, another was fried at the wrong temperature.

The apprentices of Uncle Ding and Uncle Ding all knew that their master's son had a good tongue, so they were not bothered by his criticism and just laughed and joked with each other.

Uncle Ding Er is a smaller version of Uncle Ding Da. He opened a bottle of white wine during dinner and now he came over to Zhou Hao with a glass of wine.

"Why don't you drink, nephew-in-law? Come on, have a couple of drinks with your uncle."

Uncle Ding's face was red, obviously he was drunk.

Qian Qing was about to stop, but Zhou Hao had already taken the wine glass and drank it all.

Second Uncle Ding was extremely satisfied and patted Zhou Hao's shoulder vigorously. When he was about to pour more, First Uncle Ding came over and pushed him aside.

"Don't worry about your second uncle. He won't know who he is if he drinks two more cups of cat urine. Can your nephew-in-law drink it? If you get drunk, take a break."

Seeing that Uncle Ding looked like he wanted to say something, Qian Qing simply asked Zhou Hao to go to the kitchen to see if there was any mutton soup, and if so, bring her a bowl.

Seeing Zhou Hao nodded and turned to go to the kitchen, Uncle Ding was also very satisfied with this nephew-in-law. Although he was not talkative, he was a man with good eyesight.

"Qingqing, tell me, your uncle wants to open a restaurant in the city, is that okay?"

The Ding family now lives in the county town. Although they have a good life, it is not a good idea to keep doing this. Every time they book a table, they have to start preparing two or three days in advance. They have to order materials, find helpers, and prepare all the ingredients in advance. When the day comes, they have to get up early and start working at two o'clock in the morning.

It takes a whole day to be busy. After everything is eaten and sent away, the rest has to be finished until late at night.

Uncle Ding is quite aware of the crisis. Now he and his second brother can still do it. When they are older and can no longer do it, will Ding Ming do it alone?

So during this period of time, after listening to Ding Jie talk about the situation in the south, Uncle Ding thought it would be better for them to buy a shop and open a restaurant.

When it comes to this, Qian Qing is very much in favor.

Although the cooking skills of her eldest and second uncles are not as good as her mother's, judging from Qian Qing's standard of having eaten a lot of good food, they are more than qualified to open a restaurant.

In recent years, everyone's conditions have improved, and there are more and more small stalls outside. My uncles are both good cooks, so as long as they don't fail miserably, they can definitely make more money by opening a restaurant than by renting out tables.

"Of course, uncle, where are you planning to open the store?"

Uncle Ding chuckled, "Isn't that why I'm asking you this because I don't know? Ding Jie has already said that you have a good eye and can see things clearly. Think about where we should open our restaurant."

Qian Qing looked into the situation in Y City. He didn't consider the oil field for the time being. The largest storefront was only 50 square meters, which was only enough to open a small shop. A restaurant couldn't seat a few people. But outside of Y City, there were only a few busy places.

Drum Tower, People's Park, Wutong University in Y City...

Drum Tower is bustling, and snacks are easy to sell. That's why there is a street selling snacks near Drum Tower, which has become a sight in Y City. But if a proper restaurant is opened there, the rent alone would be hard to afford. The profit from making food is not as high as that from selling clothes. Now everyone has not turned around from the hard days in the past. If the price is too high, the business will not be able to continue, and if the price is too low, the cost will not be covered.

People's Park is good, but it's too big, with four or five entrances, and surrounded by residential areas. If you open a business in a residential area, you can only make money to meet your living needs. Making money also depends on the flow of people. If the flow of people is not high, you won't make much money.

Wutong University...

Qian Qing said decisively: "Uncle, if you really want to drive, just drive to Wutong University."

They are all college students, and the government gives them subsidies every month. Young people have more food to eat, and there are many students and teachers in a school. Uncle Ding opened a store, just like the ones they saw in the south, selling a set meal with several meat and vegetables. People can also order dishes, so it's not bad.

After hearing what Qian Qing said, Uncle Ding felt a little relieved: "That's good. I will go to Wutong University with my second son to look at houses in a few days."

The reservations were still there, since he had many apprentices, so if he was too busy, he could just borrow someone else. When Wutong University could really make it, he would cancel the reservations.

Qian Qing's eyes suddenly turned and she remembered her plan with Zhou Hao.

She now has money in her hands and wants to buy houses and land for investment. However, she doesn't know which piece of land or house is more promising than Wan Zhenzhen, so if she buys it blindly, she may be stuck with it.

Uncle Ding's story did give her an idea, but it's hard to say about other places. But Wutong University can't move, right? It's such a big school with so many students. If she buys land or a house near Wutong University, wouldn't it be a better future?

Now she wants to run a clothing business. If she buys a store in Gulou, why can't Wutong University buy another one? College students don't spend a lot, so she can classify clothes into different grades. High-priced clothes have their own market, and low-priced clothes have their own market.

Thinking of this, Qian Qing felt her blood boiling: "Uncle, after the 15th, shall we go to Wutong University together?"

Uncle Ding was a little embarrassed: "We can go by ourselves. We just rent a house. Why are you so troublesome to follow us?"

Qian Qing did not express her plan, but just said vaguely: "I'm going to look at houses too. Uncle, you know I plan to make clothes, so it would be nice to open a clothing store there."

Her "Qingyue" brand requires more than just one store.

The plan to go house-hunting after the New Year was finalized, and Zhou Hao came back with a bowl of mutton soup.

Qian Qing took a sip herself and thought it tasted good, so she stuffed the soup into Zhou Hao's mouth.

"Drink more."

Zhou Hao can drink a lot, but drinking is always uncomfortable, especially since his second uncle's cup was not small.

After dinner, until the sun went down, Qian Qing didn't see Qian Yu come back, and she couldn't help but worry. Qian Yu's situation was more difficult than hers. He ran a vermicelli factory, which was very risky, and the Huang family was watching him covetously. He hadn't come back so late, could something have happened to him?

Qian Qing went up to her aunt who was sewing shoe soles and asked Qian Yu if there was anything unusual when she came over this morning.

"No, I just saw that she was very happy this morning. After she put down the New Year gifts, she told me to leave Qianqian here first and she would come to pick her up in the afternoon after she finished her work."

Qian Qing was about to ask more questions when Qian Yu came back. Her cheeks were red and she looked very excited.

Qian Qing asked her where she had been, and Qian Yu whispered, "I'll tell you on our way back."

A few people said goodbye to their uncles, and Qian Yu told Ding Jie to go to the vermicelli factory after the eighth day of the New Year. In an instant, Ding Jie, who was submerged in the water, was rescued.

While walking on the road, Qian Qing finally understood what Qian Yu was doing today.

Qian Yu calculated that after deducting the money for the pig farm and the material expenses for the vermicelli factory in the next month, she only had about 5,000 yuan. She could still make vermicelli for another month, and according to the previous cash flow, she could probably earn more than 10,000 yuan.

Qian Yu entrusted the pig farm to Qian's father. Yesterday, she heard from Qian's father that pigs are raised well in a town near the mountains below Y City, so she should buy piglets there.

Qian Yu went to see the piglets today and originally planned to go early and come back early. But as soon as she arrived, she discovered something: there were many vendors selling dried black fungus and shiitake mushrooms in the town called Hongshan.

After asking, I learned that the people of Hongshan Town live off the mountains, and wood ear mushrooms and fungus can often be found in the mountains.

Qian Qing was a little confused: "So?"

Qian Yu mentioned something she had heard on the radio: "Aren't there people who grow black fungus themselves now? I heard on the radio that it was a technology that experts developed on their own, and the government encouraged farmers to develop it. What do you think, if I set up a small black fungus and shiitake mushroom factory in Hongshan Town?"

Qian Qing really couldn't understand her sister's obsession with opening a factory. She was thinking about opening a third factory just a few days after her divorce.

"That's not impossible."

"That's right, sister. We don't know if the technology developed by the experts has been popularized yet. If you want to be the first person to try it, you have to get the technology first."

Qian Yu thought about it carefully and said, "Then I'll give it a try. If it doesn't work, then it won't work. But I think since they've been on the radio, they're not just trying to fool me. I remember the expert's name, his last name is Zhao, and he lives in our province. I'll go look for him at school after the Chinese New Year, and if it works, I'll give it a try."

This kind of fungus cultivation really touched Qian Qing's blind spot, and she subconsciously looked at Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao: "You can give it a try. In our country, the original method of cultivating fungi was to cut down trees suitable for growing fungi and wait for fungi to grow on them. Later, holes were drilled in basswood, and some formulated nutrients were added to promote fungi growth. Now I heard that the country is already researching new methods. I wonder if this is the latest technology. If you want to try it, go and ask. Anyway, the time cycle for cultivating fungi is much faster than raising pigs. Generally, the first crop can be harvested in one or two months."

After hearing what Zhou Hao said, Qian Yu became even more determined in his idea.

The vermicelli factory seems to be making a lot of money, but that is only in the first half of this year. By the second half of the year, not only Liujia Village, but also several surrounding villages will probably start to make money. There will be no shortage of vermicelli workshops, and it is not certain whether such a good business will still exist by then.

As for the pig farm, I don’t know what to do now, but I think this business is difficult to do even if it can make money. It’s really frustrating not to see a return in just one year.

Cultivating fungi is different. There are not many people doing this now. If she succeeds, this technical barrier can guarantee her profits for the next two to three years in a short period of time.

Qian Yu didn't know why, maybe it was because the divorce reminded her of the time she had wasted in the marriage. She always felt that she had to be faster and work harder.

****

On the fourth day of the first lunar month, Zhou Hao went to Beishan Town alone and did not return home until it was dark.

Early in the morning on the fifth day of the Chinese New Year, as the firecrackers of "breaking the fifth day" rang, Zhou Hao went to work again. The maintenance team's shifts were arranged to ensure that someone would stay on duty during the Chinese New Year.

Qian Qing slept soundly and was still groggy when she was woken by the noise from next door.

Through the wall, Wang Hua's voice was particularly harsh.

"Wan Zhenzhen, are you sick? I've just quit my job at the factory and am going to the south to look after business. You're pregnant and my mother can't take care of you, so why did you bring your brother to the oil field?"

Wan Zhenzhen has been eating and drinking well recently, and the sense of crisis that Wang Hua almost strangled her to death has gradually faded. Although she is still wary of Wang Hua's temper and dares not go too far, under the service of Mrs. Wang and Wang Hua's repeated concessions, Wan Zhenzhen has obviously started to show off again.

Her father broke a finger, and Wan's mother cried all day. When Wan Zhenzhen returned to her mother's house, she saw that her brother Wan Baojin had lost several pounds without her noticing. Wan's mother took the opportunity to ask Wan Zhenzhen to take Wan Baojin to the oil field for a few days.

Wan's mother had her own plans. Her eldest daughter, Wan Huihui, was controlled by her mother-in-law. In addition, the bride price was high. Wan's mother did not dare to send Wan Baojin to her eldest daughter, fearing that her eldest daughter's family would make her feel bad. But the younger daughter was different. She was pregnant and the treasure of the Wang family. No matter what Wan Zhenzhen said, the Wang family would not embarrass her, let alone Baojin. Let Baojin stay for a few days to build a relationship with Wang Hua.

Wan's father's sudden retirement made Wan's mother feel heartbroken. She dreamed that the family was living beyond their means and her son was starving and skinny.

After this incident, Wan's mother calculated her and her husband's ages. They were already very old when they asked for Wan Baojin. Wan's mother even ruined her health for this son. She would get a minor illness every time the season changed.

At best, they could still see Wan Baojin get married and have children. If something unexpected happens, they might not even be able to see their grandchildren before they die.

Therefore, the couple discussed and decided to let Wan Baojin get closer to his two brothers-in-law. If anything happened, Wan's father and mother would be equivalent to entrusting Wan Baojin to his two sisters.

Now that the eldest daughter's place was not accessible, Wan's mother could only go to the youngest daughter's place first. She gave Wan Baojin to Wan Zhenzhen and waited for a few days before making any decisions.

Hearing Wang Hua's question, Wan Zhenzhen felt aggrieved unconsciously.

So what if she brought her brother to live with her? If it weren't for her, Wang Hua would have been an ordinary maintenance worker all his life. It's not like now, when those who are determined to go into the sea have become rich. Since she gave Wang Hua such a big gift, why can't she let her brother come and live with her for a few days?

"My mother is not in good health, and my father is in that state again. What's wrong with me just bringing Bao Jin to stay with me for a few days?"

Wan Zhenzhen became angrier and angrier as she thought about it. Rebirth was her golden finger, and she had even shared it with Wang Hua, but Wang Hua was still unwilling to let her brother stay for a few days.

Old lady Wang tugged at Wang Hua's sleeve. As Wan Zhenzhen's belly grew bigger, Old lady Wang decided that she was pregnant with a boy. Moreover, the old lady said that if she had more contact with little boys during pregnancy, she would be able to give birth to a boy.

Thinking of this, Old Lady Wang no longer had any reluctance.

"Stop talking and stay here. Although life at home is not easy, we can still afford a meal."

Wang Hua was attacked by his own mother and Wan Zhenzhen together. Although he was angry, he could do nothing. He still had to make money by getting information about Wan Zhenzhen, so he couldn't offend her.

Qian Qing next door heard the sound and smacked her lips. Wan Baojin was here, and now the Wang family was lively.

Sure enough, the next day I could hear crackling sounds next door.

Wan Baojin shouted at the top of his voice: "I still want to eat meat!"

Old lady Wang regretted keeping this little devil. Wan Zhenzhen was pregnant, so the food was naturally good. She had meat every day, and at the very least, there was a soup.

When Wan Baojin saw that Wan Zhenzhen ate better than him, he immediately became dissatisfied and insisted on eating the meat in Wan Zhenzhen's bowl.

Wan Zhenzhen didn't know if it was a habit at her mother's house or something, but she really gave the meat in her bowl to Wan Baojin, so Old Lady Wang had to cook for Wan Zhenzhen. But Wan Baojin was in a good mood, so he didn't care about that and just ate it. After eating, he still made a fuss, which annoyed Old Lady Wang.

"These are for your sister and your future nephew. If you eat them all, your nephew will be hungry."

Old lady Wang tried to reason with him, but Wan Baojin didn't care. He was the first in the family, no matter what sister or nephew. His second sister brought him to the oil field, so he should be given whatever he wanted.

"Mom, make him some more. I think there's some left in the pot."

It's not that Wan Zhenzhen favors her younger brother, but she has formed a habit in her mother's house over the years. Whenever Wan Baojin makes a fuss, her mother gives him whatever she has, and Wan Zhenzhen does the same now.

In addition, she was also angry. Her brother was just a guest, and her mother-in-law was so indifferent to him? Wasn't that also indifference to her?

Old lady Wang dug out the ribs from the pot with a stiff face, just for Wan Zhenzhen's sake. When her grandson was born, she would see if she could still bear to see Wan Zhenzhen!

****

After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the New Year atmosphere really begins to cool down.

Qian's mother brought Qianqian to the oil field in advance and cleaned the canteen in preparation for opening.

Father Qian has already started selling workstations. The match factory is doing well, and someone immediately offered him 400 yuan. Father Qian agreed with the person to hand over the job in a month. Qian Yu's piglets have not been bought back yet, and Father Qian is reluctant to part with this month's salary.

After Qian Yu's vermicelli factory started operation, it was much quieter than before the New Year. Qian Yu took the opportunity to store a batch of goods and prepared to continue selling them after the spring.

Qian Qing went to Wutong University with Uncle Ding and Uncle Ding II to look after the facade.

Although Wutong University is not a famous university, it is one of the top three universities in the province. The entire campus of the school is very large and has a history of 40 to 50 years.

The school has six main gates, namely the main gate, the back gate, the east gate, the west gate, and two small side gates, namely the northwest gate and the southwest gate.

Uncle Ding and Uncle Ding II had never been to school. When they first arrived at such a place, they felt very uneasy. They didn't dare to speak loudly for fear of tarnishing such a prestigious institution.

Qian Qing took them to the main gate, which was a residential area. Although the street was wide, there were no shops on the opposite side, so most of the businesses in this area were small stalls pushed in during mealtime. But even so, there were not many small stalls.

Qian Qing took Uncle Ding and Uncle Ding Er to go into the school. Uncle Ding's voice was trembling: "Let's...let's go in like this? We won't be pushed out, right?"

Qian Qing: "No, let's just say we're here to look for someone, and then we can try the school cafeteria after we get in."

Qian Qing will never make a decision after just a quick glance or two when conducting research. Instead, if she wants to do business, she must fully understand the target customers.

Uncle Ding and Uncle Ding II need to go into the cafeteria to try the cooking skills, and Qian Qing needs to go to the school to see how the girls dress and their spending levels.

He calmly wrote at the door that he was looking for someone, and the three of them walked into Wutong University together.

The young men and women on the street are all in high spirits, with pride in their eyes and eyebrows, but they are not annoying. This is the self-confidence that is unique to young people.

Qian Qing sighed a little. If Zhou Hao had gone to college, would it have been the same?

A few people sneaked into the cafeteria, spent money to buy a few meal tickets, pretended to be students' parents, ordered a few meals, and sat down to eat.

When it comes to his own professional field, Uncle Ding feels more relaxed and a little smile appears on his face.

After taking a bite of the fried eggplant with meat, Uncle Ding's expression changed instantly...

After taking another bite of egg fried rice, Uncle Ding's expression changed...

Qian Qing took a sip of the egg drop soup and was not stifled...

Uncle Ding said bitterly: "With such skills, you still dare to run a canteen?!"

Uncle Ding was a bit sour: "After making such a thing, the school still wants them? They won't expel them?"

Qian Qing was speechless. The egg drop soup was so lumpy that it tasted a bit burnt. How can students study in such a big university without food to eat?

Uncle Ding tried them one by one and was completely baptized. He thought that the cooking skills of the chefs in this kind of higher education institution would not be comparable to those of the two of them, but at least be at the level of those who work at street stalls. Now, it seems that this is the level of Ding Jie!

After saying this, Uncle Ding laughed out loud: "Brother, we can definitely open a restaurant."

Anyone with normal taste buds knows how to choose!

Uncle Ding and Uncle Ding, who were full of confidence, looked at the students around them who were eating with great sorrow and hatred, and their eyes were filled with kind smiles.

In the future, they will all be their customers!

Qian Qing was paying close attention to the way the female students around her were dressed. Although most of them were still very plain, the girls all had some small embellishments.

Some of them pinned shiny pins on their clothes, some had their trousers specially altered, and there were also a few girls who wore expensive woolen coats, making them look fashionable and good-looking.

Generally speaking, most people's consumption level is not very high.

But Qian Qing thinks there is a lot of potential. Since young girls love to be beautiful, style is the top priority. In comparison, quality is not that important.

After inspecting the school, Qian Qing went to Dongmen with Uncle Ding Da and Uncle Ding Er.

Compared to the deserted main gate, the East Gate is like another world.

There are all kinds of food stalls, second-hand book stalls, sugar-roasted chestnut stalls...

There are many shops around, some of which are not open yet, but most of them are bustling and surrounded by students.

Uncle Ding and Uncle Ding II looked around for shops. Sometimes they thought this place was too small, sometimes they thought that place was too shabby. In short, they couldn't find a suitable one.

Qian Qing was also dissatisfied. The houses were run-down, and some of the shops still had tiled roofs, which did not look good. She sold clothes, so the shop had to be decorated in a way that people would like to buy from her.

The three of them walked around for a long time and looked at several gates. Only the East Gate was the busiest and had the best geographical location.

But there were no suitable stores. There were one or two that looked good, but when we asked, the people there were unwilling to rent them, let alone sell them.

Uncle Ding was a little depressed.

Qian Qing suddenly had an idea and pointed to the area in front of him that was about 300 to 400 square meters and asked, "Uncle, what do you think of that place?"