"I want them all. I have a guest today, and what I bought before is not enough to eat." The aunt said, pointing to the piece of pork head.

Just as the meal started, there was no more meat.

She just hurried over to buy it.

Song Mingguo weighed it: "There are still two catties and two taels, five yuan and five cents."

"Bring me another pound of salad."

"That's six yuan and three. You can just give me six yuan."

When she heard that she was given thirty cents, the aunt was still very happy and paid happily.

Joey mixed the pork head meat and handed it to the aunt.

After watching the aunt leave, I noticed Song Mingcheng who was still standing beside me, and asked unhappily: "Why are you still here?"

"Joy, why are you talking to me, the eldest brother?"

Seeing someone coming to buy groceries, Joey frowned dissatisfied and said: "As soon as you come here, you ask us to feed you. We are a small business. Besides, we have separated and severed ties long ago. What happened to the eldest brother? Brothers have to settle accounts. .”

The people who came to buy vegetables looked at Song Mingcheng next to him suspiciously.

This person is dressed like a dog, and he actually wants to come and eat for free?

No wonder the boss is not happy.

"Song Mingguo, I really didn't expect that you would stop wanting your brothers after making some money." Song Mingcheng said sadly.

"I just don't want to give you food for free. As for not wanting my own brother, do you want me to tell you what you did to me in front of everyone? Why did I break up with you just after we got married?" Song Mingguo didn't want to eat it. Song Mingcheng did this.

And he was sure that Song Mingcheng didn't dare let him tell these things in front of so many people.

After all, there are many family members in the factory here.

Maybe someone knows Song Mingcheng.

"How long has it been since this happened? Why are you still fussing over everything here?" Song Mingcheng's expression was a little unnatural.

"How long have I remembered how you treated me? After all, who can do such a cruel thing?"

Seeing that Song Mingguo wanted to tell the story, Song Mingcheng quickly interrupted him: "Mingguo, what are you doing? We are brothers, are you so open-minded? I will promote it for you and bring customers. This is not enough for me. Food money?”

Joey rolled his eyes on the side, anyone can talk big, and anyone can draw big cakes.

Only Song Mingcheng thought they would believe what he said.

"If you want to eat, pay for it. If you don't want to eat, leave. Don't delay our business." Song Mingguo looked at Song Mingcheng expressionlessly, not giving him any face.

He didn't believe a word of Song Mingcheng's words.

Seeing Song Mingcheng's expression changing again and again, Song Mingguo felt very happy.

It turns out that as long as Song Mingcheng is grasped, he is nothing more than a paper tiger.

"Brother, my boss's food is delicious. If you want to eat it, just pay for it. If you don't buy it, you can't cause trouble here." The people on the side really couldn't listen anymore.

The two brothers had a grudge and now have no contact with each other. As a result, the elder brother knew from somewhere that his younger brother sells food here, so he thought of coming over to fight against the autumn wind.

What else can I help with?

"These two bosses are not in need of your business introduction. Their business has always been very good." They have become their repeat customers.

I come back from time to time to buy some and eat them back.

Not to mention that it tastes really good, no matter how you eat the noodles with the remaining seasoning, you can still make some of it yourself and mix it with it and it will be delicious.

Seeing that so many people had opinions against him, Song Mingcheng snorted and turned around to leave.

Let Song Mingguo be proud for a while first. As long as he gets Song Mingguo's formula, we will see how arrogant Song Mingguo will be then.

Today's vegetables were sold out, so the two of them went to buy ingredients to take home.

When they were going home from shopping, a man who was shopping for the same thing went to his boss with a stack of pig heads.

"Boss, these are the pork heads and intestines made by that young couple."

The people called bosses each ate a little, and it tasted really good.

"Go find them tomorrow, bring them over, and tell them that I have business to discuss with them." The man put down the chopsticks in his hands and said casually.

"Ok."

In the evening, Joey and I finished everything and sat together to chat.

"Song Mingcheng came here today, and he will definitely not let it go like this." Joey said very firmly.

Now Song Mingcheng still has a debt of 20,000 yuan.

Seeing that their braised food sells so well and makes money, I will definitely find a way to get the formula in their hands.

Song Mingguo and Joey had the same idea.

"Daughter-in-law, what do you think we should do?" Song Mingguo asked Joey.

"The people from Zuixianlou came to buy things from us a few days ago, and they are here today too," Joey said suddenly.

This Zuixian Restaurant was opened more than a year ago, and it only caters to wealthy people.

It was no coincidence that they came several times to buy their own things.

Song Mingguo wasn't stupid either. He knew what Joey meant after just a moment's thought: "You mean, they might buy meat for us?"

"It's very possible, but there may also be other cooperation." Joey said with narrowed eyes.

Song Mingguo knew as soon as he heard that Joey had an idea.

"Daughter-in-law, no matter what you do, I will support you."

"Okay, let's calculate how much money we have now." Joey was very satisfied with his income in these two months.

Now the profit has stabilized at 70 to 80 yuan a day, and 2,000 to 2,500 yuan a month.

Song Mingguo hurriedly went to get the account book.

The two calculated it twice, and Song Mingguo said in shock: "We...we actually have a deposit of five thousand yuan?"

Then by the time they go to college, won’t they become households worth ten thousand yuan?

My wife still has the foresight.

"correct."

"Daughter-in-law, shall we build a house?" Song Mingguo suddenly asked.

Joey shook his head: "We can't stay for a few months before going to school, there is no need to waste money on this place."

"But this house is very cold in winter." This is what Song Mingguo is worried about.

"What does this have to do with it? When the time comes, we will rent a house in the town and live there for a few months." It is impossible to come back to this place.

Wouldn’t it be nice to earn enough money to buy a house and a courtyard house in Kyoto?

Once they are demolished, they will become rich instantly.

Song Mingguo knew as soon as he heard that Joey had his own ideas.

"After the people from Zuixian Tower come to us, we will decide what to do next." She has two ways to cooperate. It only depends on how the people from Zuixian Tower make choices.

"I listen to you." After two months of getting along, Song Mingguo knew that Joey had different ideas from his.

She would want more.

And it’s more comprehensive than I thought.

You are right to listen to your wife.

"By the way, Brother Mingwang has learned almost enough here. When do you plan to let him open a store?" Song Mingguo thought about this and asked.

"Let's wait until we meet the people from Zuixian Tower."

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