That gave Zhang Dezhen another idea: what if he could find someone to help him? He could find someone from his hometown who knew how to make braised food to help him! That way, his daily production capacity could increase by at most one-seventh!
I just solved one problem, and another one pops up. It's really giving me a headache!
"He meant that he wanted to find an apprentice for a master who didn't have a unique skill, but he was afraid that the master would think he lacked originality and would go off to start his own school?"
We're family, but we're not talking about anything else. Whether it's money earned by myself or my wife, it's all money earned outside the home. I still get my share of the profits!
Xu An sat in front of the cashier, took out a notebook and pen, and looked like he was seriously thinking. But my peripheral vision was completely fixed on Zou Jinjian, who was busy in the kitchen.
But money is a powerful motivator! If they don't have the skill to make braised dishes, would they suggest to the boss that we split the commission equally?
"Yes, yes!" Zou Jin nodded very sincerely.
Do you have any brothers or sisters?
Grandpa Qi, who had learned Western mannerisms from somewhere, spread his hands and shrugged at Xu An, indicating that the problem was not yet perfectly solved.
Unlike the skilled workers of today who only help with ingredients, monitor the cooking temperature, and handle the initial cutting and packaging, Zou Jinjian directly participated in the preparation of the braising liquid and was involved in all the necessary processes.
If I didn't have a single piece of clothing, a basin, a bucket, or even a net, all that money would be mine...
Who can tolerate that? Everyone can tolerate that!
How can we persuade Zhang Dezhen to recruit new helpers?
Moreover, his original plan was to bring his wife, children, and mother to live in Haishi before he had established himself in the city. Now, it's just that the plan has been delayed a little...
What exactly is the optimal solution to that problem?
"My wife is physically weak, but I occasionally hear her praising me for being a jack-of-all-trades, both inside and outside the home, and even more efficient than me at work."
Before listening to Xu An's narration, Seventh Grandfather extracted the key points from Xu An's rambling words.
"Hey, I call you not just because I want to ask him something. Orders are so low right now, we're working from dawn till dusk, and you're thinking of finding someone to help. But after thinking it over, he's not the worst candidate... but you know how to talk to the boss about it..."
"Huh?" Xu An uttered an onomatopoeic sound expressing his doubt.
Even if Xu An were a pig, he would have understood what Grandpa Seven had said.
"Wife, hehehe!"
"Just ask my wife to be my apprentice! We're all family. We're also worried about any secret formulas being leaked. Whether we earn a little or a lot, it's all our money. Plus, we can save on a salary. What's not to like?"
Putting myself in his shoes, I knew I was Zou Jinjian. I possessed a family secret recipe and was invited by the boss to work at a restaurant. To repay the boss's kindness, I had always worked diligently without the slightest slackening.
Back in the village, Zou Jin was also pondering how to persuade Zou Jinjian, but after much thought, he couldn't come up with any good ideas. Finally, he thought that his seventh grandfather had traveled all over the country for so many years and had experienced all sorts of things, big and small, so he was sure he could give him a reliable opinion.
That's right! How could I not have thought of Zhang Dezhen's wife, who was the worst possible candidate?
The feeling was as if a rain of money was falling behind his eyes, but he only had two hands. In that torrential downpour of money, he could only grab a handful at a time, and then he could only watch helplessly as the rest of the money fell to the ground and disappeared...
“My father is here, but my mother is in poor health and does heavy work.”
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