Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

Yan Jiecheng stopped talking.

In fact, he himself knows whether it can succeed or not.

More importantly, there is no more energy to follow.

Let's talk about restaurants.

Even for a store like Samadhi Tower, its monthly turnover is limited.

The size of this place and the number of tables it can accommodate are fixed.

If you can get the same profit from 10 machines as 20 machines, that's your ability, but can you go all the way? Can 10 machines get the same effect as 1,000 machines or 10,000 machines? You will eventually reach a bottleneck. What should you do when you encounter a bottleneck?

The only option is to open new stores.

With so many new stores, problems naturally arise.

Not to mention whether you might encounter any hooligans when opening a new store.

The logistics behind this is a huge problem.

If you want to do procurement, you’re afraid of taking kickbacks.

I tried to do it myself, but I couldn't do it.

Moreover, in this era, it is not so easy to buy things. For ordinary people, they just need to go to the vegetable market.

For large-scale stores, the vegetable market cannot meet their needs.

It's exhausting enough for the couple just to take care of the logistics, not to mention expanding outward.

"Hey, hey, hey, let's eat. It's all cooked. We'll talk about whether it's okay or not later. Anyway, it's up to you to decide. I can also analyze the pros and cons for you." The third uncle picked up a chopstick and took a sip.

The meat went into his mouth.

I narrowed my eyes unconsciously.

"Speaking of hot pot, there are also some particularities. For a third-rate hot pot, the key is to make the soup base well-cooked. For a second-rate hot pot, the key is the dipping sauce, the sauce, the soup base, and the vegetables must be cut well..."

"Grandpa, what about the first class?"

"First-class?" The third uncle laughed: "First-class is a lot of work. You have to control every change in the pot base at all times, and the taste of each dish is a kind of enjoyment. This is very difficult. It's better not to say it, it's better not to say it."

Cao family.

It’s already being eaten.

The Cao family usually talks very little when they eat.

Everyone just needs to bury their heads and snore.

Qin Tian was a little uncomfortable at first and always wanted to say something.

But under the leadership of Cao Leyao, Hei Ye gave up.

Well, there is delicious food in front of us, why bother with all these things.

Most people eat very quickly; a hotpot meal only takes about 40 minutes.

We sat at the dinner table again, digesting our food and chatting for about ten minutes.

This is what you should do.

Any work after the meal is not Cao Wei’s responsibility.

In the past, it was Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru who cleaned up, but later, Cao Leyao and Cao Xiucheng grew up, and after dinner, they would obediently help wash the dishes.

When Sophora japonica comes over, we will also clean up together.

The cleaning after dinner is done by the younger ones.

Qin Huairu, Qin Jingru and Lou Xiaoe were now free.

"You know what, this life is so great." Qin Huairu stroked her belly and sighed.

No one likes to work. People’s favorite thing is definitely lying down, no matter what they do while lying down.

Working is something you have to do in order to survive.

"Of course not. It's more comfortable if someone else does the work."

"If you ask me, your villa is just a little bit lacking in charm and has no homely feel." Qin Huairu talked about Lou Xiao'e's villa.

"The atmosphere of life can only be felt when there are more people." Lou Xiao'e picked up a book and finished her lunch, feeling warm all over.

"Oh, it's snowing?"

Qin Jingru was resting in the living room, and snowflakes were falling outside the door.

Everyone's eyes were attracted.

"Is this the first snow of the year?" In the kitchen, Cao Leyao sighed.

"Yeah, I hope it won't snow too heavily this year." Qin Tian nodded while washing dishes.

"When we get home later, Xiaobao will ask us to build a snowman again." This is Ji Fufu.

The next morning.

Cao Wei was sweeping the snow in the yard with a big broom. It didn't snow heavily yesterday. It was the first snowfall, and like the first time, it was just for show.

Finished sweeping the snow.

Lou Xiao'e rubbed her eyes and walked out of the house.

Kissed his cheek.

"I'm hungry."

"Okay, I'll go buy it."

"I want to eat swan buns."

"Well, let's do it tomorrow. It's too late to make the dough now."

People always have times when they really want to eat, it depends on whether they can control themselves. Those who can't control themselves often end up quarreling. Obviously, Lou Xiao'e is one of those people who can control herself.

"Well, the same as always, bean juice and vegetable dumplings."

"You are the only one in the whole family who likes to drink soy milk." Cao Wei scratched her nose.

Lou Xiao'e wrinkled her nose and felt inexplicably relieved.

He glared at Cao Wei playfully and said, "Who said that? Even an old man likes to drink. You guys just don't know how to enjoy yourself."

"Well, I don't understand. Don't kiss me when you finish drinking."

"You're so beautiful, who wants to kiss you... hm?"

Cao Wei put away the broom in his hand and said jokingly: "Kiss first, don't look for me later."

"What a character." Lou Xiao'e rolled her eyes and turned to go into the house.

As soon as I walked into the central courtyard, I met Qin Huairu who was also sweeping the snow.

"Are you up?"

"Well, are you done? Let's go get breakfast together?"

Cao Wei initiated an application for road pressure.

"Then wait for me for a while, I'm almost there."

After sweeping the snow, tidy it up and put the broom away.

It must be said that this guy's time planning is extremely sound.

Every morning when I get up and do boxing, I kiss Lou Xiaoe good morning. When I get to the middle courtyard, Qin Huairu usually gets up early. Jia Zhangshi, Huaihua, and Banggeng are all there. It's not that the two little ones insist that Qin Huairu help them buy breakfast. Banggeng is rarely at home. Most of the time, it's Huaihua who's at home.

Qin Huairu helped Jia Zhang buy breakfast and also bought portions for other people at the same time.

The most important thing is that getting up every day and going out with Cao Wei is also a happy thing.

"Here." Qin Huairu went back to the house, took out a scarf and handed it to Cao Wei.

Cao Wei took it and put it around her.

Then he took her hand and walked out.

"Nian Nian, will you come back for the New Year this year?" Qin Huairu liked holding Cao Wei's hand. Cao Wei's hands were warm and big.

"She will probably come back. That girl is very cunning. I'm afraid Le Yao will bleed a lot this time."

"This is also our fault." Qin Huairu still felt a little guilty.

"Hey, if you forget it, then forget it. It can only be considered that we are not destined to be together."

"Go away, you are such a father. If Xiaodang didn't invite Huaihua to his wedding, Huaihua would be furious."

"That's not necessarily true. Xiao Dang came to me and acted like a spoiled child. I could make her happy by cooking two meals."

Qin Huairu:......

That makes so much sense, I can't refute it at all.

"I don't know who I take after." In the end, he could only sigh helplessly.