Jiang Xiaoli, who had been staring at the table full of delicious food with drooling, suddenly felt like she had received a pardon. She picked some food for the others and then buried herself in her rice.
Li Guizhi shook her head helplessly, "The way you're acting makes it seem like I'm abusing you by not feeding you at home!"
Xiao Jincheng came to her rescue, "Sister-in-law, Xiao Lizi looks so happy eating! I can eat two more bowls of rice when I eat with her!"
Xu Feng chimed in, "That's right, Sister Guizhi, it would be really upsetting if we cooked a whole table of dishes all afternoon and no one appreciated them!"
"You two! Don't spoil her too much!" Li Guizhi chuckled.
Xiao Muyu felt that her father was absolutely right. She usually could only eat a small bowl of rice, but today, with so many dishes, she even asked for more rice.
After dinner, Jiang Xiaoli and Xiao Muyu leaned back on the sofa in unison, rubbing their stomachs.
Xiao Muyu glanced at Jiang Xiaoli, who was rubbing her stomach and acting silly next to her, and said, "I swear I'll never eat and drink with you again!"
Jiang Xiaoli hummed and hawed, "Only dreams and delicious food should not be let down~"
Xiao Muyu turned to look at her, "What is your dream?"
Without a second thought, she blurted out, "My dream is—world peace!"
"Pfft!" Xiao Muyu laughed out loud, "Then your dream is quite grand."
Jiang Xiaoli raised her eyebrows smugly, "That's right, what about you? What's your dream?"
"My dream... my dream is to be a doctor and save lives." Xiao Muyu's eyes curved into a smile, her confidence unwavering.
“Uh…” Jiang Xiaoli was speechless. “It’s good, it’s good.”
Xiao Muyu sensed the uncertainty in her tone and pouted, asking, "You think I'm not good enough?"
Jiang Xiaoli quickly waved her hand, "No, no, no, you can definitely do it. I just think studying medicine is too hard."
What she didn't say was that the future of doctor-patient relationships is truly worrying.
Xiao Jincheng overheard their conversation and joined in, saying, "Studying medicine is great; the job is stable and you have a certain social standing."
With her father's support, Xiao Muyu gestured with her chin, as if to say, "See? Even my dad supports me!"
Jiang Xiaoli smiled gently. Yes, if there are any problems in the future, she can just protect this little princess.
"Okay, I support you. When I have money in the future, I'll open a hospital for you and make you the director!"
Xiao Muyu rolled her eyes at her, "You're already dreaming before it's bedtime?"
Xiao Jincheng patted Jiang Xiaoli on the shoulder, "Xiaoli, you'd better work hard!"
After chatting for a while, Jiang Xiaoli took a stack of architectural drawings and went home with Li Guizhi.
Thinking about the future on the way home, the first thing she said when she got home was, "Mom, let me see the family accounts."
Li Guizhi took out the account book from the house. "Take your time looking at it. I'll go boil some water."
She quickly calculated that, as of today, September 27th, the net profit from the wholesale and profit sharing of spicy snacks at home was [amount missing].
They also gave Xiao Jincheng the money for the house and some expenses, as well as the savings in his bankbook, and some cash and inventory at home.
Now the daily wholesale and profit sharing of spicy strips has basically stabilized, with a net profit of around 5,700 yuan per day, which is quite considerable.
I'll discuss with Zong Jiayu again in the next couple of days how to divide the profits from the steamed bun shop, which will increase the daily revenue by several thousand yuan.
After finishing the calculations, she was in a good mood. "It seems like it won't be long before I save up enough money to open a factory. I can start looking into it now."
After boiling the water, Li Guizhi asked, "Why did you suddenly decide to go over the accounts?"
She wanted to be more certain before telling her mother about opening a factory, so she replied, "It's just to see how much money we make."
Li Guizhi laughed and said, "Just ask me if you want to know. I check my bankbook several times a day!"
"Haha, Mom, doesn't it make you feel especially good to see the numbers on your savings account increase every day?" she asked with a grin.
Li Guizhi didn't hide anything, "Of course! When have I ever had so much money?"
Jiang Xiaoli promised, "Don't worry, Mom, you'll get more than this much pocket money every month from now on!"
Li Guizhi laughed, "Alright, stop bragging, go wash up!"
After washing up, she checked the time and it was almost ten o'clock, so she decided to go straight to bed.
But lying in bed, the familiar ceiling seemed to have a magical power; she couldn't fall asleep just by staring at it.
She started making short-term plans in her mind: studying, opening more branches of the steamed bun shop, setting up a factory, designing interior decoration plans...
As the myriad thoughts gradually came to a clearer understanding, she finally fell into a deep sleep.
The next day at noon after school, she called Zong Jiayu.
When Zong Jia returned home from school in the afternoon, he bumped into her at the street corner near her house.
Zong Jiayu immediately shared good news with her upon meeting her: "The business at these steamed bun shops is booming; they sell out every day around 4 PM."
Jiang Xiaoli was also very happy to hear the good news. "That's great! But we can just maintain this level of sales at each store. We can open a few more branches."
“That’s right, I’ve already asked Zhong Yuan to check out the store.” Zong Jia was very happy that they always thought the same thing.
Once inside the courtyard, Jiang Xiaoli suggested, "Let's discuss the profit sharing and opening of the steamed bun shop first."
Zong Jia nodded. "Do you have any ideas?"
She nodded. "Here's what I'm thinking. Listen to it first. Right now, the net profit of several steamed bun shops can reach over 100 yuan a day."
The cost of opening a shop isn't actually that high. We can distribute profits every month, so Dafu and the others can save enough money to buy a house sooner. I also need some funds. What do you think?
Zong Jia knew she wanted to use the money to open a factory, and he had no objection. "So, how exactly should the profits be divided?"
She thought for a moment, "Let's distribute 70% of the surplus at the end of each month as dividends. We don't need much money for cash flow right now, just enough to open a new store. We can increase the dividend ratio once we stop expanding."
Zong Jia thought for a moment, then said, "Okay."
They both knew very well that the steamed bun shop was a cash cow, and the past two years had been a good time to make money. Once business started to decline, the steamed bun shop would have to transform.
After discussing this point, Zong Jiayu took a sip of water. "Next, let's talk about opening the factory, shall we?"
Jiang Xiaoli nodded, "Yes, to be honest, the maximum output of our small workshop is 5,000 jin a day. I don't want my mom to be too tired."
On the other hand, food regulations will become increasingly strict; small workshops are not a long-term solution, and the same applies to your situation.
Zong Jia agreed with his statement, "I talked to Dafu and the other two, and they all said that the steamed bun shop has already made enough money. If we open a factory, they can work there, but they don't want to invest."
She smiled. Zong Jia and his three brothers were all honest and kind-hearted. "If the factory opens, Da Fu's spicy snack business will be severely impacted. Have you told him that?"
“I told her, Dafu said she’s willing to work at the factory as your salesperson if you agree,” Zong Jiayu replied.
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