Ye Zuze frowned. Seeing this, Ye Tianya quickly explained with a wry smile, "Second brother, don't listen to what this brat says. I was just bragging in front of him..."
"Haha, Dad, that's not what you said back then! You even said that every girl in the Eight Great Hutongs said you were pretty, how dare you do that and not admit it!"
"I didn't, don't talk nonsense, second brother, don't believe his nonsense..."
Ye Zuze didn't lose his temper. After all, the fourth child was already old, and he couldn't beat him to educate him like he did when he was a child.
He said to the old housekeeper, "Uncle Jin, go get someone to arrange some offerings. We'll hold the ancestral worship ceremony later and inform our ancestors of Xiao Qi's new name."
The old housekeeper nodded and said, "Okay, I'll arrange for someone to pick it up and send it back."
The three of them drank tea and chatted about various things. Ye Zhiqiu asked about the reason why they had closed their eyes just now. Ye Zuze said that he had been suffering from severe insomnia for a while, and Taoist Qingyang had taught him some magical breathing techniques. According to a specific breathing frequency, he could fall asleep quickly!
Taoist Priest Qingyang was particularly powerful. When he practiced his breathing method, he could actually influence those around him to breathe at the same rate as him. Just now, Taoist Priest Qingyang had asked him to demonstrate his breathing method to see if there were any mistakes. That was why they closed their eyes. In fact, they almost fell asleep.
Ye Zhiqiu thought to himself, isn't this hypnosis? Otherwise, how can you control someone else's breathing rate?
Ye Tianya was responsible for grinding the ink, while Ye Zuze began to write the sacrificial text with a brush. Ye Zhiqiu looked at his handwriting and found that it was probably the most beautiful handwriting of anyone in the family except Wang Fugui.
Ye Tianya sighed, "Second brother's handwriting is getting better and better. He has never given up practicing over the years!"
Ye Zuze replied as he wrote, "Handwriting is the most representative of a person, so whether it's life or calligraphy, we must make progress!"
Ye Zhiqiu sighed and said, "Our godfather used to say the same thing. My little sister's handwriting was well-developed under his supervision."
"Little Twelve actually told me that this girl is a blessed person. Everyone pampers her, but she's never spoiled. It seems all the credit belongs to your grandfather!"
"Hehe, second brother, you don't know, that girl has been spoiled by this guy since she was a child, and she treats him better than her father does!"
"Chengyun... that's wrong, you need to change your words immediately! He's been with her for so long, it's only normal for her to be close to him."
While chatting, I finished writing the memorial. After finishing the memorial, I also had to write the envelope, including the name and age of the recipient, and a message from the sender. The entire memorial was read first, then returned to the envelope, and then officially burned.
The family tree was brought out and the names on it were modified. Ye Zuze began to call people without any hesitation. He explained in a few simple words how Ye Zhiqiu had changed his fate. As the calls came in one after another, the animals for ancestral worship were pulled back, and then the sacrifice was held.
After finishing the process, Ye Zhiqiu saw Ye Zuze who had been busy for so long because of his affairs, and said with a guilty look on his face: "Second uncle, I'm so sorry that you have been so busy all day because of my affairs!"
Ye Zuze smiled and said, "Family members shouldn't talk about other families. I'm your second uncle, not an outsider. Don't always treat yourself as an outsider! Just like your father said, we only recognize you as a person. As for memories of past lives, there's nothing strange about that! Because our ancestors also had someone like you. Doesn't it mean that he is no longer a member of our clan if he has recovered his memories of past lives?"
Ye Zhiqiu was stunned. Why did these people not care about the identity he had worked so hard to hide?
I have been worrying and hiding all the time. Isn't this making me a joke?
Ye Zuze remembered something, and then he asked curiously: "Chengming, I remember reading the clan history before, and our ancestor's memory in his previous life also had the surname Ye. I wonder what your name was in your previous life?"
Ye Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect him to ask this. He slowly replied, "Actually, I don't have a clear memory of those things, but I know my name is Ye Zhiqiu. So I was very confused at the time. I couldn't tell whether I was dead or just dreaming and couldn't wake up."
Ye Zuze exclaimed, "The world is truly full of wonders! The memories of that ancestor seemed to be from hundreds of years ago. The ancestors at that time were very shocked because so much of the information matched and didn't match.
Because the endings of many things did not match the ancestor's memory, there was no conclusion in the end, so he did not continue to study these things.
By the way, that ancestor was quite long-lived, dying at the age of ninety. If you have time, you can take a look at the clan history. It records many interesting things, some of which are quite interesting."
Ye Zhiqiu nodded in agreement, and then they returned to the living room, drank tea and talked about the chain store.
Ye Zuze explained with a smile, "Clan members are very enthusiastic about signing up now. They must have seen the success of the Ye family's secret recipe and everyone wants to get involved and make money. Ye Zujie has already left. He's going to the United States to find a supplier. So, do we need to get a patent for this recipe?"
Ye Zhiqiu smiled and shook his head, saying, "Second Uncle, how can we patent a fried chicken marinade recipe? On the contrary, it will leak the spice formula. As long as we add something else to our recipe, we can avoid infringement. That's why the people over there didn't apply for a patent for the recipe."
Ye Zuze nodded and said, "That's right. We'll see how it goes then. The success of this project depends on the recipe, not the supply chain. If we can get chicken at the right price, it'll be hard not to make money!"
Ye Zhiqiu also explained that he was planning to let Ye Wubing open a mid-range fried chicken chain.
Ye Zuze smiled and said, "I know about this. Chengkang is very smart and has learned a lot from following Chengye these days. But you have to understand the fundamental difference. Two stores of the same type with different prices are not designed to force customers to choose between two options, but to give customers a variety of choices! In essence, they are not competing with each other, but rather working together to encroach on other fast food restaurants' business. You need to understand this."
Ye Zhiqiu nodded and asked, "I know, Second Uncle, what do you think is the most appropriate arrangement for us?"
Ye Zuze thought for a moment, then nodded and explained, "I think your two stores are still missing a product. A product that's slightly more expensive than fast food restaurants, but allows customers to eat as much as they want! Everyone knows fried chicken restaurants are expensive, but if there was a product that would satisfy everyone and only cost more than a regular fast food restaurant, what do you think people would choose?"
"It's going to be more expensive than a regular fast food restaurant? But it's going to be filling and affordable?"
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