"Okay, then I'll give him a call later and tell him that the kid has been pretty depressed lately."
Qian Duoduo smiled and nodded, "Next time you call, tell my grandma and ask her to open the door. Then just call from the upper room."
Uncle Qin nodded, "Okay."
Qian Duoduo: "How's my Third Aunt and the others doing with clothes lately? How many pieces do they buy every day?"
"It must be because the popularity has passed. These days, we can only sell a hundred pieces a day. But even if it's a hundred pieces, we're rushing to make ends meet, and our stock is running low."
Qian Duoduo understood Uncle Qin's meaning immediately, "So how many more machines and people would be appropriate, according to you?"
"If you want to expand, don't be afraid to invest. It would be best to free up two more rooms, add eight machines, ten people, eight tailors, and two button and chain sewers."
Qian Duoduo nodded and let go. She didn't have that much energy. "Then I'll leave this matter to you. You're familiar with this place. You can decide the wages and prices. If you want to buy things, just ask my mother for the money."
Liu Qiaomei now holds the money that her third aunt paid for goods from her, and pays her every few days.
When we came out of the courtyard, it was almost five o'clock.
In Beijing, it was still bright at five o'clock in late May.
Qian Duoduo thought about it and drove to the hot pot restaurant.
After more than ten days of overtime work, the house in the backyard was built. As soon as Qian Duoduo arrived, Professor Zhao asked her to find someone to choose a date and put up the beams.
The shop in front looked very different, except for the floor, which was gray and made of cement.
Qian Duoduo was a little worried.
I thought about this at the time, but there was no one selling tiles in Beijing.
After looking at several places, she communicated with Professor Zhao and mentioned her idea of laying floor tiles.
Either don't do it, or do it differently.
There is an old Donglaishun hotpot restaurant in Beijing. It has just opened, and people from far away places will definitely not come. It is opened in front of the school and does not require any big shots to come here to discuss business or entertain people. It only wants to make money from a few university students and teachers nearby.
The dishes are new, the decoration is good, and the prices are affordable, so that students and teachers will think of her hot pot restaurant whenever they have a gathering.
So, this cement floor needs to be replaced.
It just so happened that I went to Shanghai this time to look at floor tiles and chandeliers.
"Mr. Zhao, you are a professor at Peking University. Do you know anyone who is good at calligraphy? I would like to buy a set of brushes and ink for my shop."
Old Zhao looked up at her and said, "Hmph, this little girl and that little boy really know how to exploit him."
"Tell me when you've thought of a name."
Qian Duoduo grinned and thanked him, "Thank you so much, you really are my benefactor. I've opened a hot pot restaurant, and I'll treat you to free meals for a year, every day!"
Mr. Zhao chuckled and said, "Okay, but don't cry when the time comes."
"Of course not. It's my honor to have you come to my little shop." Then he continued, "By the way, Mr. Zhao, I want to replace the floor with white tiles and the lights. I'm going to the south soon and want to see if there's anything there."
"There are some in Guangzhou. In the past two years, Guangzhou and Shanghai have built new high-rise buildings and residential areas. The floor tiles, wall tiles, and chandeliers are all very good, and there are also many imported goods."
Mr. Zhao thought for a moment and said, "Whether a restaurant is good or not depends first on whether its kitchen and bathroom are clean. If you have sufficient funds, it's best to make a suspended ceiling in the entire kitchen and cover it with wall tiles. There's a lot of oil smoke there, and over time, the walls turn yellow. Repainting every year will cause a strong smell, which will affect business. Using white lime for the bathroom walls is not only damp, but also smells bad when there are too many people. If possible, replace the wall tiles. Install two toilets in the men's room and a few more men's urinary sinks. For the women's room, install a few more sit-down toilets. I haven't made any changes to these two places yet. I wanted to tell you, but I'm afraid you're short of funds. If you want to make them, you can go to the south and have a look."
Qian Duoduo nodded gratefully, "Okay, thank you for your reminder. I'll buy everything I can and ship it back when I get there."
After going downstairs, Qian Duoduo said hello to Qian You and his uncle Jinqian, then left the shop and rushed back to the military family compound.
Going downstairs, she took out a plate of lamb chops from the system warehouse, and then went home with the chess and Go sets she bought in the afternoon.
I ate a bit too much at noon, and my stomach is still full now, so I plan to make some pork rib soup and be done with it.
Home.
Qian Duoduo didn't expect that Fu Junmo had already returned and was busy in the kitchen.
"Husband, what are you doing?"
"See you have a piece of mutton left, so I made mutton stew with potatoes and vermicelli, and steamed rice."
Qian Duoduo leaned against his back and said, "We just finished eating at around 2 o'clock in the afternoon. My stomach is full now. I don't want to eat greasy food. How about, husband, make some pork rib soup for me?" As she said that, she raised the lamb chops wrapped in brown paper in her hand.
Fu Junmo took the lamb chops and chuckled, "We had lamb ribs for lunch, and you still can eat lamb chops?"
After thinking about my stomach, I said, "Indeed, it seems a bit too much."
"I made some lean meat porridge. If you don't want to eat it, drink some porridge."
"Okay, thank you, husband."
Fu Junmo smiled and shook his head. Looking at the kitchen knife in his hand and the apron around his waist, he couldn't believe his married life.
I used to hate cooking, but now I enjoy it.
"By the way, the three veterans you requested have already arrived. I was late today, so I let them stay at the guesthouse. You can take care of the arrangements tomorrow."
Qian Duoduo nodded, thought for a moment and said, "Is there anyone who can cook? Someone with slightly better cooking skills will be fine."
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