Shanhai Hot Pot Restaurant

The sun was scorching hot, Ming Qian stood at the door of the shop to smoke for the construction team, and the business license had already run down.

The decoration team is also finishing up. After all, there is no need to make major changes, and there is no need to install any suspended ceilings. The ground is smoothed with cement, and there are murals painted by students invited by Mingqian part-time on the walls, and the wiring does not need to be changed. live.

At night, the decoration team finished the work, and Mingqian paid the final payment after checking and accepting.

The things needed at the cash register have been bought long ago, and the cabinets behind and the freezer for drinks have also been prepared early.

"I think it's better to hire a waiter?" Ming Qian sat on the edge of the bed with some headaches, "No, I need two, and I need a cashier."

But I haven't started making money yet, so if I have no income, I will hire people. If I lose money, I will lose even more.

Ming Qian started thinking about finding a part-time job.

Whose wool is the best?The majority of bosses - students' wool!

If you don't ask the waiter, after the table is gone, Ming Qian has to collect the money, clean the table, take out the trash, and serve the food by himself.

Serving the food right after taking out the trash, as long as the customers have good eyesight, it is impossible to lose sight of them.

And he still has to fry the hot pot base, what if the temporary hot pot ingredients are not enough?

The old oil cannot be recycled for repeated use.

Mingqian also wants to learn from the chain stores and prepare a bottle of black ink. Customers can pour the ink into it after eating, so that they don't have to worry about spending the bottom of the pot on recycled old oil.

Mingqian's mind was in a mess, it was Youjun who walked into the room and pulled him out of the fantasy that he was either exhausted or couldn't pay his wages.

The moment he saw Youjun, Mingqian lost all worries.

Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, he still has a builder, and when the time comes, one person will be split into two for use, and there will be four of them.

perfect.

You Jun has moisture on his body, he is completely used to life in the world, and he no longer needs to avoid the dust spell.

He was wearing a dark blue pajamas. The texture of silk made the pajamas fit on his body, vaguely outlining his muscles. He was slender and his skin was as white as jade. No matter what he wore, he had an air of independence from the world.

In short, he doesn't look like a secular person.

Not a little smokey.

Just find someone to look at, and the other party will think that Youjun grew up drinking wind and dew, and the desires of mortals have nothing to do with him.

No matter how you look at it, it feels unreal.

"What are you worrying about again?" You Jun folded his arms and looked at Ming Qian with a "helpless" face, his eyes seemed to say "why are you always worrying".

Ming Qian shook his hands casually, got into the bed, and said in a muffled voice: "There is nothing to worry about, go to sleep, I will take Yao over tomorrow, let him know the way, and then look at the back kitchen, pick out a few handy ones." With a knife, you can prepare the hot pot base and buy ingredients to start business.”

Now he doesn't feel awkward sleeping in the same bed with You Jun.

After sleeping for a long time, I started to get used to it.

Who hasn't slept with a man yet?

You Jun sarcastically said: "It's just a little thing, but it's worth making this appearance?"

Ming Qian closed his eyes and lowered his voice: "I'm just too tired. I've been busy all this time. I'm not a beast like you, with a mortal body. Let me rest..."

His voice was too soft, it seemed too soft to You Jun's ears, it seemed like he was whispering or acting like a baby.

Looking at Ming Qian's tightly closed eyes, You Jun felt that this "fiancée" would occasionally be as cute as she is now.

Recently Mingqian is too busy, almost fall asleep when he touches the pillow at night, and he has to crawl out of bed at six o'clock the next morning. If he sleeps too soundly, he will not dream. Sometimes Mingqian sleeps in a big font in the middle of the night , sometimes retracting into Youjun's arms, sometimes reclining on Youjun's body.

You Jun endured it.

As soon as it was dawn, Mingqian went to wake up Yao who was sleeping in the small room. As soon as Yao heard Mingqian's voice, he ran out on short legs, and one person and one dog went to the bathroom to wash up quickly.

Before leaving, Yao went to the room to change back into a human form, put on his clothes, and walked with Mingqian.

Ming Qian didn't have a car, so he went to sweep an electric car and drove Yao to the wholesale market.

The largest local wholesale market is in the south of the city. The wholesale market has long been standardized, and it is no longer as messy as it was in the early years. As the first time to ride a small electric donkey, Yao was excited from ear to ear all the way. He was clearly in human form, but his tongue Already spit it out.

When getting out of the car, Yao kept sticking out his tongue, which made his tongue too dry, so he couldn't speak after getting out of the car.

As soon as Ming Qian got out of the car, he turned his head and saw Yao's tongue like a hanged ghost: "..."

He couldn't describe how damn he was feeling right now.

Yao said vaguely, "Wo Huan!"

Because of Haruka's tongue that couldn't be retracted, they have been saluted by people since they entered the market.

It was the first time to come to the wholesale market, and Ming Qian had no acquaintances, so they could only shop around.

The owner of each stall said that the goods in his home were the best and freshest, and they boasted better than the other, and all the big local hotels got their goods from them. Mingqian just listened to this kind of words—— For example, big hotels generally have their own supply channels. Whether it is cheap or not is different, but it is definitely the most cost-effective.

The people who really come to the wholesale market to get goods are basically ordinary restaurants and the surrounding residents.

"Boss! This is good!" Yao whispered firmly in Ming Qian's ear, "The freshest."

Yao straightened up, pointed to the hairy belly soaked in the water basin and said, "I can smell it, this one is within two days, and the others are more than three days old."

The food material Youyao has an innate "plug-in", but the spices can't be helped. The more pungent the spice, the less good or bad the smell is, and Mingqian has no experience. It is moderate, and the store with the cleanest storefront is stocked.

The boss cheerfully packed the spices for them, with a big belly, he said very kindly: "Little boss, don't worry, our spices are all from other places, don't fool you with local ones, like peppers, just Sichuan and Guizhou."

Ming Qian didn't understand either, so he could only tell the boss: "Anyway, if the effect is good, I'll come to you to get the goods again. If the effect is not good, I won't come."

The boss patted his stomach and said seriously: "It must be effective! If you open a hot pot restaurant and use our spices, there will definitely be a lot of customers, and there will be a lot of repeat customers!"

Although he knew that the boss was only doing it for his own business, Mingqian was also happy to get a lottery early in the morning. He smiled and said to the boss, "If it's what you said, I'll only come here to get goods from now on."

The boss gave a thumbs up: "I never misread it!"

Ming Qian: "Let's go, boss, your business is also booming."

After the two "bosses" blessed each other, they parted ways. Ming Qian and Yao packed too many bags, and Ming Qian could only call his friend and ask him to pick him up in a car.

Yao: "Don't take that electric car?!"

Ming Qian nodded, and stood on the side of the road with Yao: "There are too many things, let's make a car and go to the store."

Yao blushed with excitement: "Sedan!"

Ming Qian: "If the business is good, I'll buy a second-hand van to stock up on. If I'm lucky, I can get it for a few thousand dollars."

The luxury car is too far away from Mingqian, he now hopes that the business will be better, at least he can earn the money of a second-hand van.

After waiting for more than half an hour, a white car stopped in front of Ming Qian. The driver rolled down the window, revealed half of his face, and said in a familiar tone: "The trunk is open, have you had lunch yet?"

Ming Qian was not polite, and said loudly while moving things: "Not yet."

The driver chewed gum: "Then let's have lunch first, do you want to eat Thai food?"

Mingqian and Yao are as busy as two worker ants, but they are all young men, especially Yao, who is an adult beast after all, with good strength, and finished moving things in two trips. There are still some vegetables outside, so we can only put them away first. in the backseat.

"Let's eat the noodles. It's fast. I have to rush to the store after eating. I will have a trial opening tonight." Ming Qian opened the rear door and motioned for Yao to get in, while he himself sat in the passenger seat.

The driver saw Yao's face through the rearview mirror after Ming Qian got into the car, and exclaimed, "Xiao Ming, it's amazing that you hired a child laborer."

Yao quickly said, "I'm an adult! I've been an adult for several years!"

The driver grinned and said, "Just kidding."

Ming Qian introduced them: "This is my friend, Pan Yang."

"This is the pier I hired, Xiaoyao."

After Ming Qian finished his introduction, he asked Pan Yang: "No competition during this period?"

Pan Yang is an official player of the local football club. Unlike Ming Qian, he has never worried about losing his job. Rather than saying that his career is playing football, it is better to say that he is a professional rich second generation.

"No match." Pan Yang shrugged his shoulders, his tone bored, "It's time to select new players from the youth training camp, the club is adjusting, and we need to renegotiate salary with us."

Ming Qian is not without envy: "Playing football is the sport of your rich people."

Pan Yang laughed loudly: "Look at how many people spent money on quotas this year. The money I spent on quotas back then is probably doubled now."

Ming Qian shook his head: "Your club hasn't been in the Chinese Premier League for five years."

Pan Yang still smiled: "I don't make money by playing games, I just make money by fans. When you are not busy, I will take you to our club to find a few people to play with. I would rather play with you than to play. Contest."

"By the way, why do you want to open a hot pot restaurant?" Pan Yang spit out the chewing gum on a napkin, threw it into the trash can on the side of the road through the car window, and asked while starting the car, "I heard Fatty said that he wants to partner with you." Open a milk tea shop."

Ming Qian said with a "hehe": "The minimum franchise fee is 20 yuan, even if you cut it in half with the fat man, it will cost [-] yuan each. I can only sell my kidneys."

Pan Yang said with a smile: "Lend it to me, as long as you give me a belly dance, I will lend it to you."

Ming Qian scolded with a blunt smile: "Get out."

"By the way, I'll start a trial operation at night, do you have to express it?" Ming Qian and Pan Yang are very familiar, and the two have been friends since elementary school.

Pan Yang: "Is it too late to order flower baskets now?"

Mingqian: "..."

Pan Yang smiled and said, "Then I'll come over at six o'clock in the afternoon. Is it enough for three tables?"

Ming Qian moved: "Good brother! I'll give you a [-]% discount when the time comes."

In this way, Mingqian got the first order for the trial operation, at least he didn't have to face the plight of sitting all night and no customers came to his door.