Chapter 579 Cooperation in Opening a Wine Shop

A few years have passed, and compared to when we first met, Yun Lan already has several fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

Time is unforgiving, and so is beauty.

"Where's Sister Wanru? Why didn't she come?" Jiang Ruyi looked left and right but didn't see Fang Wanru.

"Her, haha, she just got engaged and is busy." Speaking of his precious daughter, the wrinkles at the corners of Yun Lan's eyes deepened.

"What, engagement? Who is Sister Wanru engaged to?" Jiang Ruyi was very surprised.

"There is a distant nephew from my mother's family. He has a good personality and is very hardworking. He passed the imperial examination two years ago and is going to take the next autumn imperial examination. Whether he passes or not, he will get married as soon as he returns. But I still hope that he passes, so that you, like my sister, can be the wife of a man who has been raised."

When Jiang Fubao heard Yunlan talking about her future son-in-law, his eyes brightened.

"It seems that Auntie is very satisfied with him. It's like my sister is getting married. Auntie must tell us in advance. We will go even if we are busy."

After he finished speaking, Jiang Fubao picked up the cup and took a sip of tea.

I saw too many patients this morning and my mouth felt dry and I was always thirsty.

"Of course I will call you. Although Wanru can't come, she is thinking about you. If you don't go to her wedding, Wanru will be sad. Okay, Ruyi, take Auntie to the backyard. Your Uncle Fang and Fubao have something to say. Let's not disturb them."

After chatting for a while, Yun Lan took Jiang Ruyi's hand and went to the backyard with her.

Leave the venue for Fang Yanheng to talk to Jiang Fubao.

"Uncle Fang, what do you want to tell me?" Jiang Fubao's voice was filled with doubt.

Aunt Yun mentioned this when she came in just now.

Why is he being so serious? Could it be that Uncle Fang is sick?

Jiang Fubao looked Fang Yanheng from head to toe. His face was rosy and looked normal, not like he was sick.

"I want to cooperate with Fubao. Please listen to me and I will tell you slowly."

Fang Yanheng took a sip of tea and spoke solemnly.

"I plan to do business in Jiangnan and open a restaurant, but there are too many restaurants there, and it is difficult to take root with just an ordinary restaurant. When Fubao Medical Clinic was first opened, I tried your medicinal food, and it tasted really good. What do you think if I cooperate with you to open a restaurant specializing in medicinal food in Jiangnan?"

Fang Yanheng lowered his head slightly, but raised his eyes, looking at Jiang Fubao with his black pupils, observing her expression silently.

"Specializing in selling medicinal food? Of course, you can, but this medicinal food is not something you can just eat casually. If Uncle Fang wants to sell it, he must at least hire a doctor to sit in the restaurant every day to see patients. This person must also stay with me for a period of time. I have to see if his medical skills are up to standard. If not, I have to teach him.

Besides, only my second sister and I know the recipe of the medicinal diet. My second sister can’t go to Jiangnan. Uncle Fang must first prepare a group of trustworthy chefs and send them to learn from my second sister. You must know that medicinal diet is one dish for one person, which is different from ordinary restaurants. You can’t order dishes, but can only prescribe dishes according to the guest’s physical condition. It is really complicated...”

Jiang Fubao was a little hesitant.

She explained patiently, hoping to dissuade Fang Yanheng from thinking this way.

After all, medicated food contains medicine. If it is not taken for the right symptoms, it is easy to damage your body, and you will lose money and even your life.

"I have actually considered all that you said. Don't worry, Fubao. My restaurant not only sells medicinal food, but also ordinary meals. I have already prepared a doctor. He is the court physician in my house. His apprentices have just graduated. One stayed in Fang's house, and the other went to Jiangnan. So he is absolutely trustworthy.

The chef is also the best chef I have chosen. The restaurant mainly sells medicinal food, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t sell ordinary food. It’s mainly to attract people. If you have been to Jiangnan, you will know how difficult it is to do business there…”

Fang Yanheng explained for a long time and finally convinced Jiang Fubao.

"Okay, since Uncle Fang has made the decision, you can send the chef and the doctor over another day." Who doesn't want to make more money?

Jiang Fubao knew that if she cooperated with Fang Yanheng, the money in her pocket would at least triple.

The Fang family is famous for being rich and good at making money.

It ranks at the front in Chang'an Town, let alone Lianshan Town.

If the Fang family came to Lianshan Town to open a restaurant, what would Zuiyuexuan have to do with it?

"Okay, once the restaurant opens, we'll split the profits 70% to 30%." Fang Yanheng let out a breath and started talking about the profit sharing.

"Thirty percent is a bit too much. Twenty percent is enough for me." Jiang Fubao didn't expect Uncle Fang to be so generous.

She had no involvement in the restaurant at all, and was given 30% of the profits. In fact, she felt that 20% was too much, but if it was only 10%, Uncle Fang would definitely not agree, so Jiang Fubao took 20%.

"Fubao, you're joking. How can I let you take 30%? It's 30% for me and 70% for you." Fang Yanheng chuckled, opened his folding fan, and waved it slowly.

"Uncle Fang, are you joking here? I don't do anything, and you take 70% of the profit? Absolutely not. How can you make any money with only 30%?" Jiang Fubao exclaimed in surprise, and his big eyes widened even more.

So it's a 3:7 split?

How could she deserve 70% of it?

"I have already discussed this with your Aunt Yun at home. Don't worry, Fubao. Even if it's only 30%, I will still make a profit. The cost of a dish in a restaurant is lower than you think. And the medicinal food here will not be sold at the same price if it is sold in Jiangnan. It will be at least five times the price."

Fang Yanheng smiled, stretched out a hand, and spoke in a calm tone.

"hiss--"

"So expensive?" Jiang Fubao took a breath of cool air.

I was shocked by Fang Yanheng's pricing.

Indeed, none of the dishes in Jiangnan Restaurant are cheap.

The food sold by street vendors is also much more expensive than in Lianshan Town.

No wonder Uncle Fang said that even 30% is profitable.

It has increased fivefold, so even if it's only 10%, I'd still make a profit.

Then how much of the 70% should she have?

Jiang Fubao didn't dare to think about it, she refused decisively: "No, 70% is too much, I feel uneasy holding it, let's just split it 30% and 70%, I'll split it 30% and you'll split 70%."

"No, 30% is enough for me."

"Uncle Fang, there are really too many. I feel anxious holding 30% of them."

"Fubao, there aren't many."

"More."

"not much."

"More."

"not much."

"......"

The two argued for a long time.

Jiang Fubao was so exhausted from talking that Fang Yanheng finally agreed to split the profits of the restaurant 50-50 between them only after she threatened him and refused to cooperate.

The medicinal materials for the restaurant are provided by Jiang Fubao.

Fang Yanheng wanted to spend money to buy it, but Jiang Fubao refused. She said frankly that he had to pay something, otherwise he would not feel at ease with the money. Fang Yanheng had no choice but to compromise.

In the evening, Yunlan and Fang Yanheng had dinner at Jiang's house. Although there were only two more people, Jiang Fubao felt it was much more lively.

After eating, I don't know where the servants of the Fang family took out the big bags. Inside were the gifts that Yun Lan gave to everyone in the Jiang family.