Zhao Xiaoyue quickly put down her chopsticks, which were holding a cornbread bun, and said with a smile, "Dad, let's open a restaurant in Lufeng Town!"
Zhao Guozhong and Li Guilan looked at Zhao Xiaoyue calmly.
Zhao Xiaoyue was also a little flustered by this situation. Her parents didn't seem smart enough to realize that she was a reincarnation.
So, a little unsure of herself, she asked, "What's wrong? I only made a suggestion; it doesn't have to be approved."
The couple exchanged a glance, and Li Guilan asked curiously, "Who taught you all this? Did you plan everything in advance before telling us, just to lure the enemy in deep?"
Oh dear, these parents are truly blood relatives! They scared me to death! I thought they had actually discovered something!
"So what do you guys think of this idea?" Zhao Xiaoyue then continued to shovel rice into her mouth.
Zhao Xiaoyue's thoughts cannot be fully revealed. Otherwise, living with her parents every day and knowing too much at once is not a good thing. She should mention it once, let her parents think about it, and then mention it again. This way, it won't be so obvious!
There's still some time before Li Guilan falls ill, so we should have enough money to raise by now!
Li Guilan put down her chopsticks and asked Zhao Xiaoyue, "Xiao Taiyang's suggestion is acceptable, but we don't have any skills to open a restaurant. Learning on the spot will take time and tuition fees, and we also need to figure out how to get the licenses and other things."
Zhao Guozhong then saw his daughter's understanding nature and tentatively asked, "How do you want to do it? Tell me your specific thoughts."
Zhao Guozhong knew that Zhao Xiaoyue was quick-witted because she loved chatting with the old men and women in the village and other people with stories to tell. His daughter loved listening to stories and knew how to coax people. There was no one with a story in the surrounding area that she didn't know, and she was almost as knowledgeable as a reporter.
All sorts of stories, from war and ghost tales to mountain spirits and monsters, and everyday gossip.
Once, Zhao Guozhong invited Zhao Xiaoyue to dinner. She listened with great interest to an old retired soldier talking about how he deployed his troops in battle when he was young, and how dangerous it was to be caught in the hail of bullets!
People over thirty are generally very familiar with Zhao Xiaoyue!
This is why Zhao Guozhong didn't suspect anything when he heard his daughter borrow money to open a restaurant.
Despite her parents' intense gazes, Zhao Xiaoyue calmly said, "Mom, you basically don't need to do anything. I remember there are two aunties in my grandma's village who are excellent cooks. I've heard them say that their ancestors were imperial chefs, and I've even eaten their cooking before. It's definitely no problem. Just invite them over. It seems that the eldest son of our retired village chief has connections with the industry and commerce department. Dad, you can ask Uncle Wan about this!"
Well, my daughter has arranged everything so clearly, just like a CEO. Now we can get started.
After finalizing these details, Zhao Xiaoyue insisted on sleeping alone that night because she needed to write a plan; everything had to be done according to a set procedure.
Li Guilan lay on the kang (a heated brick bed) and said to Zhao Guozhong with emotion, "Honey, how did you come up with the idea of 'Little Sun'? I always feel like our daughter isn't a six or seven-year-old child."
"Hey, didn't you see her chatting with some older people all day long? How could her mind not be sharp?"
As Zhao Guozhong took off his clothes, he said, "She has a sweet tongue. You think your daughter is listening to stories, but actually, those are all experiences and insights."
"It was probably some expert who devised this plan for him."
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