Opening a hotpot restaurant is different from doing braised meat business.
It doesn't take much capital to start a braised meat business, but opening a hot pot restaurant, renting a store, and hiring chefs and waiters are quite an investment.
After thinking about it, Yun Yongcheng was a little hesitant to do it.
"Mianmian, I know you're doing this for Dad's own good, hoping he can make more money. But Dad and Uncle Lu just rented a shop in Huaxiang Commercial City to sell braised meat and open a hot pot restaurant. It's a bit difficult for Uncle Lu and me right now. First, we don't have enough staff, and second, opening a hot pot restaurant requires a huge investment."
Yun Yongcheng still had no intention of using the hundreds of thousands Yun Mian earned from selling Kaiyuan Tongbao.
Yunmian nodded like a chick pecking at rice, agreeing with what his father said.
"Opening a hot pot restaurant is quite troublesome, Dad. Let's do the hot pot business, but not open a hot pot restaurant."
When she said this, the curiosity of everyone at the table was aroused.
Xu Yaqing asked with a smile on her face.
"Mianmian, if we don't open a hot pot restaurant, how are we going to run a hot pot business?"
Just as all the adults at the table were staring at Yun Mian with curiosity, a mature voice of a young man sounded.
Chu Yu: "Sister Mianmian probably wants to sell hot pot ingredients."
Yun Mian opened her eyes wide and stared at Chu Yu in disbelief.
This was all guessed.
Can this guy read minds, or is he a worm in her stomach?
Wang Yongjin asked in surprise, "Can we still sell hot pot base separately?"
No wonder Wang Yongjin made such a fuss.
The government had just allowed individual businesses, and restaurants and department stores in the city had just started to emerge, so no one was selling hot pot base at all.
Yun Mian turned his gaze away from Chu Yu, looked at Wang Yongjin and nodded.
"Of course you can. First, you need to buy a plastic packaging machine, rent a factory, hire a chef, and two or three workers to prepare the hot pot base, cool it, vacuum-pack it, and then sell it."
Bang!
After Yunmian finished speaking in a baby voice, someone's chopsticks fell under the table, startled by Yunmian's words.
After listening to her clearly describe the production line of hot pot base, Lu Feng couldn't help but put down his chopsticks and applauded the little girl who still had baby fat.
"Mianmian, who told you all this?"
Yunmian: "My dad told me. He used to work in food processing. I went to the factory with him and saw it."
Yunmian is not lying.
In his previous life, Yun Yongcheng owned a food processing factory. Whenever he had holidays, Yun Mian would follow Yun Yongcheng to inspect the factory.
Like Yun Yongcheng, Lu Feng just thought that Yun Mian was talking about his biological father.
"I see, Xiao Mianmian is really amazing. She remembers all this so clearly."
After Lu Feng praised Yun Mian, he looked at Yun Yongcheng with a hint of excitement.
"Brother Yongcheng, I think selling hot pot base is a viable business. We already have a shop selling braised meat, so we can sell the packaged hot pot base in the braised meat shop. We can also sell some in the braised meat shops of the Huangshi Town Supply and Marketing Cooperative and the Qingshan Town Supply and Marketing Cooperative. All we need to do is hire a chef, two or three packaging workers, and buy a plastic packaging machine. That's an investment of two to three thousand yuan."
In the past two months, Yun Yongcheng made a lot of money.
An investment of two to three thousand yuan is achievable, not to mention that Lu Feng has to pay half, so he only needs to pay more than a thousand yuan.
Yun Yongcheng was already tempted, and after doing some calculations in his mind, he became even more tempted.
"I haven't seen any plastic packaging equipment for sale in Xiushui County."
Upon hearing what he said, Yun Mian and Lu Feng stared at him in unison.
Yun Mian asked a little excitedly, "Dad, do you agree to do the hot pot base business?"
Yun Yongcheng: "You've been trying so hard with your little brain to help Dad find ways to make money, how can Dad not agree?"
"Very good."
Yunmian was really excited.
Hot pot base is a business that can be done for a long time. After doing this business for a long time, the reputation of the hot pot base will be established, and many merchants will come to discuss cooperation. After ten or twenty years, it can even enter the supermarket.
"Dad, the hot pot base my mom makes is incredibly fragrant, much more fragrant than the hot pot we eat now. My mom told me how to make it. I'll write down the recipe and give it to you later."
Chu Yu: "I heard that making hot pot base requires more than a dozen spices. Sister Mianmian, you've just started learning, can you write so many words?"
Seeing Chu Yu's questioning look, Yun Mian wanted to say that her sister was a top student in her previous life, but she was afraid of scaring her grandparents and Grandma Rumeng, so she smiled and tried her best to hold back.
"I was so happy that I forgot I only know how to write my own name and aoe. Brother Chu, come to my room later and I'll read it while you help me write it."
"OK."
Chu Yu agreed quickly.
Lu Feng was stunned by his speaking speed.
I think the main reason why the Third Master brought this up is that he wants to be with Mianmian.
Tsk tsk tsk!
He is so sinister at such a young age. What will he be like when he grows up?
"I'm full, Grandma, Grandma Yun, Grandpa Yun, Uncle Yongjin, Aunt Yaqing, take your time eating."
Seeing that Yun Mian had put down her bowl and chopsticks, Chu Yu put down his bowl and chopsticks as well.
"Sister Mianmian, let's go write the recipe for the hot pot base now."
Chu Yu stood up and walked to Yun Mian's side, reached out and held Yun Mian's chubby little hand.
"Brother Chu, Sister Mianmian, I'm going with you too."
Wang Xiaohu wanted to follow, but Chu Yu heard his footsteps, turned his head and stopped him with a look.
"Little Tiger, there are still many delicious things in the pot. Sit down and eat slowly. I and Sister Mianmian will take care of the recipe for the hot pot base."
"Oh, okay."
Under the restraining gaze of Master San, Wang Xiaohu nodded obediently and sat back in the chair he had just sat on.
Seeing the Third Master arguing with the seven-year-old Wang Xiaohu, Lu Feng sighed in his heart again.
Not only did he learn to be cunning at such a young age, he also learned to be jealous.
Yun Mian was led by Chu Yu back to her little room.
After entering the house, Yun Mian suddenly remembered the love letter.
Soon after returning home, I was busy eating hot pot and forgot about the love letter.
"Brother Chu, go close the door."
"Close...close the door for what?"
Yun Mian asked him to close the door, and Chu Yu suddenly became so nervous that his face turned red.
Yun Mian raised his neck and gave him a deep look.
It’s just closing the door, why is this guy blushing?
"It's okay if you don't close the door. If Grandma Rumeng or Uncle Lu sees you later, I'll tell your Third Uncle and I won't be responsible."
".....good."
Chu Yu walked over with a red face and closed the door.
"Mian...Mianmian sister, what...what do you want to do?"
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