Chapter 222: Judging People is a Science

Song Wenlin's eyes were red with excitement.

"Ten thousand yuan household! Sister, you are too amazing, right? But, I, I don't have any skills, and I don't know what I can do!"

Song Shi smiled and pulled his hand: "Brother, are you willing to work with me as a partner? I'll provide the money and skills, and you'll provide the people! We'll split it 50-50!"

When Song Wenlin heard this, he nodded happily: "Of course I am willing!"

His biggest wish now is to make more money so that his parents and sisters can live a good life!

His parents are older and Miaomiao is still young, so he must work harder!

However, he was unwilling to take advantage of his sister.

"However, we can't split it 50-50. I only have the strength, so I'll just take 3 points. You take 7 and I take 3 points!"

Song Shiwei disagreed: "That won't do, brother. After all, I can't stay in Beijing for a long time. In a few days, I will follow Tingyue to Qilian Island. If we do business in Beijing, we will definitely rely on you! In fact, I am the one who gets the advantage!"

But Song Wenlin refused to do it no matter what, and finally agreed after mediation by Zhao Huili.

Song Wenlin accounts for four, and Song Shiwei accounts for six!

The two parties have finally reached an agreement!

"Sister, what kind of business are we going to do?"

Song Shi blinked and smiled: "Of course I have to cook!"

"Food?"

Now it was Song Wenlin's turn to be surprised.

"Sister, are you going to open a restaurant?"

Song Shi smiled and said, "It's a restaurant, but it's not an ordinary restaurant. I want to open a hot pot restaurant!"

"Hot pot restaurant?"

Zhao Huili thought for a moment, "Could it be the same copper pot hot pot as the one in Donglaishun?"

Song Wenlin also nodded: "We Beijing people do like to eat this copper pot hot pot in winter, but only rich people can afford it. How can ordinary people afford to go to Donglaishun to eat it?"

Although Zhou Tingyue also felt that making copper pot hot pot meat might not be a good idea, after all, the average income of Beijing residents is such that it is difficult to even have a meal of meat. Who has so much money to eat copper pot hot pot meat all day long?

But he inexplicably believed in Song Shiwei, thinking that as long as she wanted to do it, she must have her own ideas!

Song Shiwei knew they would think in this direction. After all, northerners think of hot pot as mutton in a copper pot with clear soup, served with thick sesame sauce, which is indeed very fragrant.

But the meal was really too expensive.

It's simply not something ordinary people can afford!

So, this is not the kind of hot pot she wants to make. Besides, this kind of hot pot has already been made by others, and some of them are the best. If she makes it again, wouldn’t it be just imitating others?

If you want to do something, do something that no one has ever done before!

"Mom, Dad, Brother, what I want to make is not hot pot mutton in a copper pot, but red oil hot pot!"

"Red oil hot pot?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard her words!

Song Shiwei smiled.

"Yes, we can then divide it into red oil hot pot, mushroom soup hot pot, three fresh hot pot, and tomato sour soup hot pot! And the red oil hot pot can be divided into several levels of spiciness, mild spicy, medium spicy, very spicy and extra spicy!"

"In the hot pot, you can not only eat meat, but also all kinds of vegetables! Sweet potatoes, potatoes, yams, cabbage, radish, winter melon, corn, tofu... and so on can all be boiled!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Huili and the others all fell silent.

After a while, she couldn't help but mutter, "Will these things taste good if they are put in there?"

Song Wenlin was also a little unsure.

"Sister, how about we try something else? Besides, I don't know how to make hot pot!"

Song Shi shook his head slightly: "Brother, this thing is very easy to make. As long as I teach you how to make hot pot ingredients, you will definitely not go wrong if you follow the recipe I give you! So, even if I'm not in Beijing, you can still make it!"

After thinking for a while, afraid that they might have wild thoughts, he said, "How about this, Tingyue and I will go shopping later, and we will have hot pot tonight!"

And she also had to call Shen Xiu'e to tell them that they didn't have to wait for her for dinner!

Thinking of this, she pulled Zhou Tingyue and prepared to push the bike out, but Song Wenlin also followed pushing a bicycle.

"Sister, let me go with you. Since we are going to make this hot pot, I might as well go with you and take a look!"

Song Shiwei thought about it and nodded with a smile: "Okay!"

Fortunately, there were people on duty at the supply and marketing cooperative during the Chinese New Year.

Some people go shopping at this time.

Song Shiwei bought some ingredients for making butter hot pot. Except for butter, she couldn't buy it now, but she could buy various peppers and spices, such as lantern peppers, bullet-head peppers, Sichuan peppers, cinnamon, bay leaves, galangal, cardamom, fennel, cloves, amomum villosum... and so on!

There are also green onions, ginger, garlic and rock sugar.

Then, she asked Zhou Tingyue to take her to the largest slaughterhouse in Beijing, which usually specialized in slaughtering pigs, cattle and sheep.

She just wanted to try her luck. If she could buy butter, she would buy it. If not, she would wait. After all, it was not easy to eat beef in this day and age.

Coincidentally, when she arrived, a dead cow had just been transported from the countryside.

The factory generally does not sell to individual investors, unless someone has connections, then they can secretly get it for her.

Song Shiwei naturally knew this as well.

She observed at the door for a while, then bought two boxes of cigarettes from a cigarette seller nearby and handed them to Song Wenlin.

Pointed to the front door.

"Brother, take it to the man who came out on the bike and tell him that you want to buy some beef with more butter. Ask him to make some concessions! Give him 10 cents more per pound than they usually sell. If he's willing, tell him that you'll buy from him often in the future!"

Song Wenlin took the cigarette, nodded, and left.

Song Shiwei and Zhou Tingyue watched from a distance.

"Why did you let your brother go?"

Song Shi smiled and said, "My brother is too honest. He needs to experience a lot of things and be tempered a lot. The most important thing is that he needs to gradually learn how to deal with people!"

She didn't have much time to stay in Beijing, so she could only teach him a little, just a little!

Sure enough, not long after, Song Wenlin was seen coming back happily.

The man looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he put the cigarette in his arms and rode back to the factory.

"Sister, that person agreed! How do you know he agreed?"

Zhou Tingyue was naturally curious as well.

Song Shi smiled and said, "Judging people is a science. I don't know if you noticed that the index and middle fingers of that man's right hand are a little yellow. He just talked to someone, and there are a lot of cigarette stains on his front teeth, which means he smokes. And you can see that his clothes are much cleaner than others. Some workers greeted him when they saw him, which means he should not be an ordinary worker. Even if he is an ordinary worker, he has a good relationship with people. At the very least, he must be a good person!"

"But his clothes were badly worn out, yet he was still reluctant to buy new ones. This also shows that his family is not very wealthy and he may be short of money..."