Chapter 395: Opening a Western Restaurant
Seeing this, An Zhixia chuckled and ordered a hamburger, French fries and fried chicken for each of the children.
She actually likes to eat this kind of junk food. It should be said that many children and women cannot resist this temptation.
But she had to maintain her figure, so she could only indulge herself occasionally behind her agent's back, ordering a hamburger and a Coke, taking half an hour to slowly savor them before the heat cooled down, and then going to the gym for two hours to work out to burn off the fat she was about to gain.
Thinking about how miserable she was in the past, An Zhixia couldn't help but order one for herself. After all, she is a pregnant woman now, so she can satisfy her appetite, right?
Mao Manxi looked at it, gritted her teeth, and decided to forget about keeping in shape today, and also ordered a portion.
On the contrary, Li Hanqian was not very interested in this thing. He went to the Chinese food area and ordered two dishes, one meat and one vegetable.
The adults eat according to the children's order, starting at noon, and it's five o'clock after school. At this moment, they are very hungry, so they bury their heads in the food and finish all the ordered food.
The little girl was full, but she couldn't help savoring the taste. "Mom, if I pass the exam with 100 points next time, can you and Dad bring me and my sister to eat Western food again?"
"Sure, we can come when it's your birthday," An Zhixia nodded with a smile, but she was thinking in her heart that Western food in Xiahua was actually quite profitable. Instead of letting foreigners share half of the profits in Xiahua's food industry, she might as well take control of this aspect from the beginning.
Later, this type of Western-style restaurant became popular all over the country, and this alone was enough to make her a fortune. In fact, after the country's economy was liberalized, she had countless ideas to make a fortune. Not to mention the money in the future, even the money in the present was just a number to her.
She just didn't want Xiahua to become an economic colony of a foreign country. If possible, she would also look for partners to take over the foreign market.
People in later generations had better living conditions, and all kinds of delicious food entered thousands of households. Many recipes were made public, and even if a restaurant served delicious food, live streamers would come there to eat and attract a large number of diners. Then the recipes would be worked out by people.
An Zhixia couldn't help but write down the matter of opening a western restaurant in her little notebook and would talk about it later.
After dinner, Li Hanqian took them straight to the supply and marketing cooperative’s main warehouse.
This warehouse was not the one in Dongcheng District that An Zhixia had visited before, but the real headquarters of Xiahua Supply and Marketing Cooperative. It occupied a large area. Although it was not as exaggerated as a department store occupying an entire street, it still occupied a quarter of the area.
The warehouses are huge, with six of them one after another, and the goods are stored in different categories.
Li Hanqian took the warehouse key from the guard and opened one of the doors. Almost everything An Zhixia wanted was here.
He turned on all the lights because it was already dark outside, but the lights in the warehouse were all next to each other, and even the tungsten filament lamps were bright.
"All the goods from the supply and marketing cooperatives in Kyoto are shipped out from here," Li Hanqian explained to her, "unless it is a small source of goods that the branch supply and marketing cooperatives contact themselves, there are not enough goods to supply all the stores. In the entire Xiahua Supply and Marketing Cooperative, this place has the most complete range of goods."
The warehouse is extremely high, nearly ten meters high, and all the goods are placed on eight-meter solid wooden shelves. The shelves are spaced far apart because they need ladders to pick up goods. Even with a lot of goods, it doesn't feel crowded or oppressive.
There is a small shelf on one side of the shelf, which not only stores the records of various goods in and out, but also has a sample placement area! It is clear at a glance.
The little ones wandered around happily at first, and when they saw that the adults were still busy, they found a table and chairs to sit down, opened their schoolbags, took out their books and exercise books to study.
An Zhixia browsed through it from beginning to end, and selected wool, cotton cloth, cotton thread and other materials and colors, and Li Hanqian wrote down the product numbers in a notebook behind her.
In order to make it easier for her to choose a style when she returned, she naturally turned on the video and photo modes at the same time in the supermarket.
After finishing the work, the children had already prepared the contents of several lessons after finishing their homework.
It was almost ten o'clock when they got home. Mother Jiang and Old Lady Jiang were sitting on the sofa together, watching the chickens pecking at rice. When they heard the sound of the car braking, they were still a little confused, and then they got up and went to open the door to greet them.
An Zhixia felt a little embarrassed, "Grandma, I'm sorry we came back so late and troubled you and Auntie to wait until now."
"Silly girl, grandma is looking forward to your coming," Old Mrs. Jiang smiled and grabbed a child in each hand, while Jiang's mother turned around and went into the kitchen to bring food.
"You are pregnant now, so you can't strictly follow the usual number of meals. You can eat less at each meal and eat more often to ensure that you have food in your stomach and don't starve yourself." Old Mrs. Jiang smiled and said, "According to me, you should live with us, and the children should transfer to this place for school, so that Yuanzi can go to school every day. We won't worry about you and your mother every day when he is away."
"Grandma and the neighbors are here. If I have any problem, I just need to shout and family members on half of the floor will come to help. Brother Yuan would say hello to every household before he left, and the children are also sensible. I really have no problem at all," An Zhixia said with a smile.
"Okay, okay, grandma knows you have strong ideas, so I won't persuade you anymore. You four mothers should eat something. Don't say that you don't eat before going to bed. You can't sleep well on an empty stomach. The worst that can happen is that you can digest the food before going to bed." Grandma Jiang called the children to the dining table.
Although they had eaten a lot at night, they were young and had a fast digestion and metabolism. When they smelled the rich aroma of chicken soup, they suddenly felt hungry.
The rice porridge was made with chicken soup, the chicken was shredded, and it was also filled with diced mushrooms, diced carrots, and egg pancake strips. It was salty, fragrant, and soft in the mouth, and was eaten with spicy and sour pickled beans. An Zhixia drank two bowls of it.
The children also concentrated on drinking two bowls each, which made Old Mrs. Jiang very happy.
After dinner, An Zhixia coaxed the old lady and Jiang's mother to go to bed first. The children washed up conscientiously, said good night to her, and went back to their rooms.
An Zhixia compared the goods she had just seen in the warehouse with the camera and video recorder in the supermarket. She had a good grasp of fashion, and after getting familiar with the materials and colors, An Zhixia used colored pens to draw the elegant and retro styles and color combinations on paper.
She prefers contrasting colors, but nowadays people's clothes are mostly solid colors. The only slight differences are the navy shirts that are popular among children, or blue and white stripes, plaid shirts, etc. The plaid shirts have almost become a symbol of street hooligans.
People are eager to break through, but are also afraid of becoming the odd one out.
An Zhixia plans to start with colors that everyone can accept and gradually open up the market.
After drawing the draft for more than an hour, she finally suppressed her excitement to continue staying up late, climbed into bed, listened to Alpha music, and slowly fell asleep.
The next day, Li Hanqian drove An Zhixia and Old Lady Jiang to the hospital, and then sent the three children to school.
Kyoto First District Hospital is five stories high and is built in the shape of a U.S. character, leaving enough space so that each floor can be bathed in sunlight.
The hospital was established a hundred years ago, and there are not many traces left on the blue bricks. Instead, it gives people a sense of simplicity and grandeur, which makes people feel awe from the bottom of their hearts, and even slow down their steps and breathing.
The cement floor in the hospital had spider-web-like cracks, the green skirting and white walls were a bit mottled, and the air was filled with the bone-chilling smell of disinfectant.
The two of them linked arms and asked where the obstetrics and gynecology ward was, then walked over at a slightly faster pace.
Many people come to the hospital for treatment. It is recognized as the best hospital in Kyoto. Almost 30% of the highly skilled doctors are here, and the government also invests in purchasing equipment from time to time.
Kyoto has a large population, and people from other places also come here to visit. All the way, Old Lady Jiang was nervously protecting An Zhixia's belly. From time to time, she would bump shoulders with people or step on the heels of her shoes. It was no less than going to the market!
As expected, there were beds placed in two rows on both sides of the inpatient department's corridor. The patients' clothes, bedding for bed companions, and fruits brought in for treatment also took up a considerable amount of space. The originally spacious corridor suddenly became as cramped as a tube-shaped building.
The room where Fang Hongye lived had eight beds, separated by light blue curtains.
Seeing the two people coming, Uncle Fang, Aunt Fang and An Zhiqiu hurried over to greet them, and even Fang Hongye threw off the quilt and tried to get out of bed.
(End of this chapter)
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