By noon, everything was sold out, but the two jars of pickled vegetables they brought were eaten clean.
No matter when, people always have a desire to get a good deal. If they didn't eat, they would feel bad for themselves. The group was so tired that they collapsed on the ground.
Qiao Haisheng exclaimed, "I never expected fried dough sticks to be so popular. It's really beyond my expectations." Even when he was responsible for tending the fire, he didn't feel any pain when the firewood burned the back of his hand. He was so happy that he couldn't even describe it.
Qiao Xiaoni felt the same way. She hadn't expected the town's spending power to be so high, and it seemed that setting up a stall wasn't a long-term solution.
There were still people around, she gave Su Chenhao a look, and then went to the corner.
Su Chenhao understood and followed him over, saying, "If there's anything you need to tell me, then tell me."
"Go talk to them about renting a shop today. The place should be as big as possible, preferably with a small kitchen, so there's room for stir-fries in the future," Qiao Xiaoni said, expressing her thoughts.
Su Chenhao said, "The small kitchen can only be made by us. That row of houses has been uninhabited for a long time, so the rent should be cheaper in the first year."
"How many years are you planning to sign? Then I'll have a good talk with them and try to get the price down."
Qiao Xiaoni thought for a moment and said, "We should rent for at least two years. If we have money in the future, we can consider buying the house so that we can do business in the long term. Renting a house only makes money for the landlord, don't you think?"
Su Chenhao nodded in agreement, "You're right. If we have the money, we should buy the house. That way, we can save on expenses and the business will last longer."
The two reached a consensus that Su Chenhao would go to the landlord to discuss renting the shop.
Qiao Xiaoni discovered that the town was really suitable for doing business; apart from a steamed bun shop, there were no other places selling food. The shop could sell breakfast in the morning and braised noodles at noon.
Prepare the broth in advance, and once the noodles are cooked, simply pour it over them. It's convenient and tastes great.
Looking back now, it's no wonder people said the 1980s were a golden age; there were so many opportunities, you could make money doing almost anything...
Su Chenhao returned quickly, and Qiao Xiaoni, seeing that he seemed to have had a good talk with him, went back to her corner.
"I talked to the landlord. It's ten yuan a month, and two hundred yuan for two years. He's in a hurry to get his son married, otherwise he wouldn't have agreed so readily."
He said the middleman could be the town mayor; if any problems arise between the two parties later, the mayor could resolve everything.
Qiao Xiaoni thought that having the town mayor act as an intermediary was a good option.
"Then we need to add a clause to the contract that if he unilaterally goes back on his word, he needs to give us a month to find a place to live and also compensate us for three months' rent."
Su Chenhao's eyes lit up. "Your idea is brilliant. That way, even if something goes wrong, our losses won't be too great."
I'll talk to him again. If it's acceptable, we can finalize it today, sign the contract, and pay tomorrow.
"Okay, you can handle the negotiations. I'll leave this to you." Qiao Xiaoni felt it was better to let Su Chenhao handle the negotiations than to do it herself.
Having gained their trust, Su Chenhao was overjoyed and felt like he was walking on air.
Qiao Xiaoshan then leaned over and said, "Hey girl, Dad sent me over to ask what you two are talking about?"
"We're discussing something important. I'll tell you all tonight. Pack your things and we'll head back when Chenhao comes back."
"Okay!" Qiao Xiaoshan had never admired anyone before, but now the person he admired most was his younger sister; he believed everything she said. He happily went to pack his things.
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