Shanhai Hot Pot Restaurant

On the first day after having his "fiancé", Ming Qian's life was not as miserable as he imagined. Most of the time, Youjun was like a ghost, a ghost with a bad temper, but there was no domestic violence against him, at most he was just cynicism.

"What is this?" You Jun asked standing in front of the LCD TV.

Ming Qian looked at the phone and replied casually: "I haven't watched TV for a few years, so I don't know if I can play it."

You Jun: "What is that in your hand?"

Ming Qian: "Mobile phone, I bought it for an event, 860 [-], this model has been discontinued."

You Jun frowned: "What kind of attitude is this! Since the deity asked, please explain carefully!"

Ming Qian sighed, opened the browser, searched and began to read Baidu Encyclopedia to You Jun, closed the browser after reading, and continued to submit resumes.

It may be that HR saw that he left three companies in a year, and rejected him from the very beginning, so that until now, no other company has offered him an olive branch except insurance companies.

Nobody even asks why he left.

But jumping three times a year and knocking down three companies a year, to some extent, the latter may be a little more terrifying.

Ming Qian waited until noon, but instead of waiting for an email, he waited for a call from a friend.

"Xiao Ming, you're not at work? I saw that the Moments you posted were closed again?" The friend's loud voice almost deafened Ming Qian's ears.

Ming Qian said weakly: "The boss lost money in stocks, and the company can't continue."

Friend: "So are you looking for a job?"

Ming Qian's eyes lit up: "Would you introduce me? Is your company still short of people?"

The friend was silent for a few seconds: "I resigned, and I want to say that if you find one, bring me one."

Ming Qian: "...Why did you resign?"

My friend was filled with righteous indignation: "Our boss only knows how to draw big cakes, let us 996, but the salary does not increase, and wants us to eat grass and milk milk! We are not cows!"

The friend suddenly said: "Didn't your parents leave you a shop? If you have your own shop, starting a business is not so risky. I heard that opening a milk tea shop is quite profitable now. How about I invest in it for you? Open a milk tea shop together? Going to work in a company is like being someone’s grandson, and starting our own business is like being a grandfather.”

It turned out that it was a fake to bring one, but it was true to encourage Mingqian to start a business.

Ming Qian didn't expect his friend to be tired of being a "grandson" and wanted to be a "grandfather".

But he has submitted so many resumes that he doesn't even have the chance to be a "grandson".

"I'll think about it." Ming Qian thought about Uncle Li's withdrawal of the rent, the store was empty, and this time, he didn't know how long he would have to hang with the agency to rent it out, so his mind was also moved.

Although he also knows that starting a business is risky these days, as his friend said, if he owns a shop, he can’t lose much. Anyway, the shop still has to repay the loan every month, so it’s better to start a business by himself.

After hanging up the phone, Ming Qian's mind was full of "starting a business", "opening a milk tea shop", "making money in half a month and making money in a month".

He even picked up his mobile phone to check the franchise fees of several Internet celebrity milk tea shops—is this a milk tea shop?This is to let him sell his kidney to join, right? !

Ming Qian collapsed on the sofa, feeling that the word "poor" was written all over his body.

You Jun was swinging the alarm clock, when he saw Ming Qian was sighing, he put it down after he was about to lose sight of the sun tomorrow, and said displeasedly: "Why are you acting like this!"

Ming Qian was weak: "Poor, if you get poorer, you can only go out and wander..."

Youjun waved his sleeves wide: "You are not much better than wandering now."

Ming Qian didn't bother to argue with him anymore: "Yes, what you said is right."

You Jun frowned: "So depressed, what does it look like!"

Ming Qian turned over on the sofa, turned his back to You Jun, and said in a long voice, "Poor people have no dreams, only depression."

"Really, we're not suitable. I can't even afford to support myself. I really can't afford another fox." Ming Qian closed his eyes, let himself go, and muttered to himself, "It would be great if the shop could be sold. After repaying the loan, I can save some money to repay the mortgage..."

His parents only left him a shop and a house, and he still hopes to keep the same, and he doesn't want to sell both.

Compared with the shop, the "home" where I lived with my parents for several years is obviously more important.

You Jun only grasped one sentence: "I want you to raise me?!"

Ming Qian: "Then why not? Have you brought any money? I still haven't charged your rent when you live with me!"

Youjun was in a hurry, took out a bunch of things from the universe in his sleeve, pointed to one of them and said, "This is a spiritual grass! It can remove decay and regenerate muscles! Even a broken hand or leg can grow back within a stick of incense."

Then he pointed to another one and said: "This is a mysterious pot. The water poured into this pot and then poured out can eliminate all diseases."

"This is Cang Vine, this vine can..."

Ming Qian has nothing to love: "If I take these out, I will have to enter the research institute to be studied. Is there anything that can make money normally in the world?"

You Jun's face became even worse: "These are treasures of heaven and earth, you are so ignorant!"

Ming Qian didn't have the strength to argue with him anymore, he turned around the phone again, and sighed wearily.

"This thing." You Jun suddenly threw a round and smooth black stone to Ming Qian, and said reluctantly, "This thing is a gift from the God of Cooking. Soak water with this thing, and then cook food with water. It tastes delicious."

"Give this to you to offset the house payment."

Ming Qian: "Okay, then I'll try cooking two bowls of instant noodles."

Ming Qian walked into the kitchen, suddenly poked his head out and asked, "How long will it take to soak?"

Sitting on the sofa, Youjun spoke with a lot of complacency: "It takes a cup of tea."

So Ming Qian checked online how long a cup of tea lasts, and concluded that it was 15 minutes.

With this time, the instant noodles have been soaked three times.

Ming Qian took a large basin of water, put the round piece of black iron in it, tore the bagged instant noodles into the bowl, poured the seasoning, and waited for 15 minutes to see the effect.

He pinched the time and poured water into the kettle as soon as 15 minutes were up, and immediately used it to make noodles as soon as the water boiled.

Then the instant noodles were brought to the table in the restaurant.

"Noodles don't need to be cooked?" You Jun felt novelty, "Please explain carefully."

Ming Qian thanked the phone again, then opened Baidu Encyclopedia, and followed the script.

After soaking for 5 minutes, Ming Qian lifted the porcelain plate covering the bowl, and as soon as he lifted it, the aroma rushed to the tip of Ming Qian's nose along with the heat.

The smell is simply killing.

But it is by no means the scent of instant noodle seasoning, it is a fresher and more mouth-watering scent.

Ming Qian's mouth began to salivate uncontrollably, and the ordinary bowl of instant noodles was sublimated at this moment.

Ming Qian quickly stirred it a few times with chopsticks, and then ate it directly into his mouth regardless of whether the noodles were still hot or blowing on them.

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Is this still the instant noodles he is familiar with?Is this still the braised beef noodles he is familiar with?

Ming Qian closed his eyes, feeling like he was about to cry.

He really tasted "happiness" from the instant noodles this time, not just the happiness of being full. Ordinary noodle cakes are soaked in hot water, but they have a firmer texture than hand-pulled noodles. The juice hangs on the noodles and is sent into the mouth along with the noodles.

The soup is thick, as if it has been boiled for a long time with several kinds of bones, and it is more delicious than ordinary bone broth.

The moment it is put into the mouth, all the senses of the whole body are mobilized by the taste on the tip of the tongue.

Ming Qian blinked, put down his chopsticks, and wiped the corner of his eyes with his hand.

Fortunately, he didn't really shed tears, otherwise he could have played a gluttonous passerby in a gourmet movie.

Ming Qian didn't even raise his head to look at You Jun, and he was not willing to eat too fast, and chewed slowly at the slowest and most cherished speed in his life.

Slowly finished the last sip of soup.

As a result, I looked up - it took less than 1 minute from soaking the noodles to eating.

Ming Qian: "?"

Didn't I try my best to taste at the slowest speed?

Ming Qian turned his head and looked at the kettle, there was still enough water in it to make another bowl of instant noodles.

After eating this bowl of instant noodles, Ming Qian felt that everything he ate before could be described in four words: bland and tasteless.

"Humph."

Ming Qian looked at You Jun who was sitting opposite him. You Jun folded his arms around his chest, raised his chin, and said, "This deity is very noble, you are not worthy of mere mortals." So useless."

Ming Qian, who was used to being sprayed by him, said righteously: "No! I am the only one who is worthless, you don't want map guns."

Youjun gave a cold "huh": "It's just a bowl of noodles, even with water soaked in soup stones, it's just a bowl of noodles."

Ming Qian went to make another bowl of noodles under Youjun's cynicism, then continued to listen to the taunts for 5 minutes, and immediately started eating noodles when the time came.

"I figured it out!" Ming Qian said satiatedly after drinking the last sip of soup, "Take back the shop and open it yourself!"

With the soup stone in his hand, if he still can't make a fortune and is still on the old road of unemployment, he will admit that he can't do anything in his life, lose money No. 1, and just go homeless.

"Open a hot pot restaurant!" Ming Qian proudly said, "You don't need to cook and hire a cook, just hire a few helpers, it's cheap and easy to use."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was suitable. Joining an online celebrity milk tea shop is a big deal. Cooking is not his strong point. Only hot pot is a must-have in spring, summer, autumn and winter. It is suitable for all ages. To fight by himself, he just needs to get the hot pot base.

Sure enough, no one wants to be a "grandson", so Ming Qian decided to skip "father" and become "grandfather" directly.

Ming Qian looked at You Jun, who had been dampening his enthusiasm from the very beginning, his eyes shone brightly, shining like the sun, and he focused on You Jun's eyes, which reflected You Jun's face.

Youjun's expression suddenly became awkward: "What are you doing so close? Stay away from this deity!"

Ming Qian grinned, and felt that this smile was absolutely standard: "I want to use the soup stone to open a hot pot restaurant, do you have any opinions? After all, it is your thing, although it is used to pay the rent, but I think opening a restaurant is another matter." If it works, I will give you a fifty-fifty share of the profit, how about it?"

Just as You Jun was about to speak, Ming Qian went on to say, "After all, the shop is mine, and I am the one who prepares the base ingredients, so it shouldn't be a problem for me to take half, right? Or you can tell me if you have other ideas."

Ming Qian blinked at You Jun: "Don't worry, I will work hard to earn money for your future living conditions!"

Youjun looked into Mingqian's eyes, his eyes shifted from Mingqian's eyes to the tip of his nose, and finally fell on his lips.

He tilted his head slightly, looking reluctant.

Ming Qian only heard a small reply:

"Ah."

The author has something to say:

Everyone: "What's the use of being stubborn? In the end, you have to listen to your wife."