Shanhai Hot Pot Restaurant

Mingqian's home is brightly lit, he no longer has to save on electricity bills, and the high-power electrical appliances at home are no longer just for decoration. Ever since his parents died, the biggest light in the house has never been turned on. Now when he turns it on— —Two light bulbs went out.

Now he sits in the living room, watching his parents settle accounts.

Ashamed to say, there are now five people in the shop including him, but except You Jun, no one else knows how to settle accounts.

Including Mingqian himself, he got confused after a while, and then got confused again and again, and finally surrendered by himself.

Let him do math problems, but apply formulas, even if he makes a mistake, he will only deduct a point.

But in the calculation of accounts, if one yuan is missing, it will not be reconciled. Some of them are calculated and some are not calculated. The expenses and profits are mixed together, which makes him dizzy.

You Jun can count, to be precise, You Jun has his own supernatural powers, but he doesn't want to count because he is still sulking.

Fortunately, today is the day when he meets his parents every month. As soon as Ming Qian finished talking about how difficult it is to settle accounts, his parents asked him in disbelief: "Is it difficult to settle accounts?"

"Have you studied math well?"

"Did you lose points in mathematics in the college entrance examination?"

"I just said that I should send you to a cram school at that time, right? Your mother insisted on saying no, saying that you were good at math."

Ming Qian: "...This has nothing to do with mathematics!"

"That's your carelessness."

"Hey, you've had this problem since you were a child."

Mother Ming looked at Mingqian's account book, and said speechlessly, "Who remembers the account?"

Ming Qian: "...me."

Ming's mother rolled her eyes: "Can't you use forms?! What year do you still use paper?"

Ming Qian quibbled: "I'm so busy every day, if I use my mobile phone to remember, I will forget."

Father Ming asked Ming Qian to take out the computer, and then made the ledger into a table, so that the expenditure and income were clear at a glance.

In the end, in the two days since the opening, Mingqian earned a total of [-].

This is because the discounts are relatively strong in the week before the opening, plus there are gifts. If there is such a business in normal operation, the net profit can be doubled again.

After the calculation, Ming Qian excitedly rubbed his cheeks.

Ming's father and Ming's mother were also very satisfied, and boasted: "It's not bad, such a small store can earn so much from opening a hot pot restaurant, your father and I are also relieved."

Ming Qian smiled a little silly: "When I first opened the business, I thought it would be fine."

Or he underestimated the power of the soup stone.

Ming's father and Ming's mother are also very concerned about their son's business: "Now that your business is doing well, you have to take advantage of the victory and pursue it. You don't have to worry about customer traffic. What you should worry about is the storefront."

Ming Qian took a sip of water and calmed down: "I've thought about it. If it's possible, I'm not going to move the store. I'll see if there are any stores around that I want to transfer. It would be the best if I can take it down."

He had thought about it when the shop was being renovated before, and that was the reason why he rejected Boss Qiu's shop. Now that the hot pot restaurant has just gained a bit of fame in the city, it would not be good to move away, even if it's just across the street. He thinks there will be Shanhai Hot Pot restaurants in Shanzhai soon, so geographical location is very important.

Although he didn't want to admit it, many of the customers who came here had a very clear understanding of the geographical location - the hot pot restaurant next to the adult goods store was very recognizable.

What he thought was whether he could take down the fast food restaurant on the second floor.

On the upper floor of the hot pot restaurant is not only the Changjia Hotel, but also some shops on the second floor, and above the hot pot restaurant is a fast food restaurant.

This fast food restaurant has been in business for more than ten years, and its business has gone from bad to worse. Although it has not been sublet, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this restaurant will not last long.

But Ming Qian can only think about it, after all, he has been in business for more than ten years, even if he doesn't make money, he might still have feelings.

Ming's mother asked her son about a lot of business matters, while Ming's father was watching TV. Anyway, when the couple were alive, Ming's mother was in charge of business matters, and Ming's father was only responsible for causing trouble and taking care of his son.

"Can I eat melon seeds?" Father Ming took a fancy to the creamy melon seeds on the coffee table, but he reached for them but found nothing.

Then he glanced at Mingqian, and suddenly realized that Mingqian was his own, a human being, not a beast. After hesitating for two seconds, he looked at Youjun.

The son's fiancé is equal to his daughter-in-law.

Rounding up to half of him, it’s not too much to get some melon seeds for the father-in-law, right?

You Jun also noticed Father Ming's gaze.

Father Ming coughed, "Young man..."

You Jun and Ming Qian looked at Father Ming almost at the same time.

Father Ming touched his lips in embarrassment, suspecting that he had said something wrong, but he didn't know what he said wrong, so he could only bite the bullet and continue: "Well, can you get me some of these melon seeds? There are also oranges. , can I drink the beer in the refrigerator?"

Mother Ming: "Still drinking? Still drinking after death? Why are you so addicted to alcohol?"

Father Ming was scolded suddenly, and said in a low voice, "I've turned into ghosts, you still care about me."

Ming's mother said angrily: "When you were alive, I just scolded you less!"

Seeing that the husband and wife were about to pinch each other, Ming Qian immediately grabbed You Jun's clothes. You Jun understood Ming Qian's meaning, he pinched a formula, and without chanting mantras, Ming's father and mother's body suddenly solidified, The translucent soul becomes more indistinguishable from ordinary people.

Father Ming said pleasantly, "How can it be like this? I thought you were going to burn it to me."

Ming's mother was also pleasantly surprised. She stood up excitedly, then ran to the kitchen, took out the beer in the refrigerator, and refused to allow Ming's father to drink a bottle.

Father Ming stomped his feet aggrievedly: "What are you doing!"

Ming's mother snorted: "Don't even think about drinking. You used to drink and rolled down the stairwell with your son in your arms. If it wasn't for his young age and weak bones, you might have thrown him into something."

The old account was turned over suddenly, and Father Ming couldn't refute it instantly.

Ming's mother asked Ming Qian again: "Xiao Ming, don't you want to drink now?"

Ming Qian quickly patted his chest to assure: "I won't drink, I'm allergic to alcohol, it's not like you don't know."

"Then..." Mother Ming couldn't think of a title, so she could only ask, "Does your boyfriend drink alcohol?"

This time there is no need for Ming Qian to answer, You Jun replied: "No drink."

Ming's mother looked at Youjun's eyes more and more softly, she whispered softly: "It's right not to drink, like your father, he was so handsome when he was young, but he drank a beer belly before he was thirty, I'm pregnant At that time, his belly was bigger than mine, if he was wearing women's clothes, he would definitely think he was pregnant with twins."

Father Ming: "Okay, okay, why are you dismantling me in front of the younger generation? I don't drink alcohol, okay? I eat melon seeds."

He "fleeed" to the balcony with a plate of melon seeds, feeling that his son and his wife were on the same front and were bullying him. Even his daughter-in-law had been won over by his wife, and now he was the only one in the family.

It's so miserable even after death, Father Ming wants to shed tears of bitterness for himself.

Ming's father and Ming's mother have a real body, and quickly found something for themselves to do. They don't rest at night and start to clean up the house. Ming's mother is also planning to make more dishes and let Mingqian freeze in the refrigerator until they return to the underworld. Hou Mingqian and the others took it out of the refrigerator when they were hungry, and they could eat it after heating it up.

Both parents are working, and it is impossible for Ming Qian to go back to sleep.

Youjun originally wanted to use supernatural powers directly, but was stopped by Mingmu.

At the beginning, Ming's mother was a little afraid of Youjun. There was nothing to do. When she was a human being, she couldn't detect some things, but she became more sensitive when she became a ghost. But after seeing Mingqian and Youjun's way of getting along, she felt that this Daughter-in-law or son-in-law is actually not terrible.

So her attitude towards You Jun is much more natural.

"Don't spoil him, he used to like to stay up late and get dark circles under his eyes." Ming mother asked You Jun to help her get the mop, and then said, "I still have acne, and I feel ugly, and I thought the traditional Chinese medicine was bad to drink, and then I started to stay up late after my acne finally healed up, remembering to eat but not to take medicine."

"Junior high school is still reading with a flashlight under the covers." Mother Ming said, "I confiscated at least a dozen flashlights from him."

Youjun: "Isn't it good to read?"

Ming's mother: "What are you reading? They are all novels. The teacher called me and said that he was reading them in class and confiscated three of them."

Ming Qian was so embarrassed to hear that, he almost ran to the balcony and shut himself up with Ming's father.

Who doesn't do ridiculous things when he is young, not to mention that for him at that time, he was happy in everything except studying.

"Mom, can we change the subject?" Ming Qian rubbed the back of his head.

Ming's mother picked up the sackcloth and wiped the cabinet: "It turned out to be so big in the blink of an eye. Originally, I thought that the family's business would be good. When you go to college, I will buy you a house in the third ring road. In the future, you don't have to worry about the house after you graduate. In the end, let alone the house, nothing was left for you except the mortgage.”

She was silent while talking.

"Isn't there still an emerald bracelet?" Ming Qian comforted, "Even if you don't tell me, I will find it myself one day."

Mother Ming: "Do you know jadeite? Maybe you will sell it for a few hundred yuan."

"Let's not talk about this." Ming's mother wiped the cabinet clean, and after making sure that there was no dust, she went into the bathroom and washed the linen.

Father Ming also walked out from the balcony after eating a plate of melon seeds, and went to clean the kitchen very consciously.

When he was a child, Ming Qian was brought up by Ming's father. Ming's father was not a material for doing business. In the first year, he was cheated of more than 1 yuan.

At that time, tens of thousands of yuan was not a small amount of money, and the selling price of a two-bedroom house was less than [-] yuan. Ming's father was disheartened, so he helped his wife to discuss business, and he was responsible for taking care of Mingqian.

So the housework is basically done by Ming's father, and Mingqian has to do it too.

Ming's mother was running around, and often went out of town to buy goods by herself. Once, she was robbed on the way back, and the goods and money were gone. She asked a young girl to borrow money to make up enough to come back. fare.

Ming Qian has long been used to his parents' temper. Ming's mother is strong, while Ming's father is an evasive person. When encountering things, Ming's mother will go up to resist, and Ming's father's reaction is to hide behind his wife, so he understands Ming's mother. Occasional bad temper, and will not get angry because of it.

Especially after he entered the society himself, he faced all kinds of colleagues, bosses and clients, and when he was upset, he would also want to swear.

At 02:30 in the morning, Ming Qian was lying on the bed when his cell phone rang.

He thought it was a call from a friend, but when he picked up his phone, it turned out to be an unfamiliar number.

Guests would not call to make reservations at this time, so Ming Qian could only clear his throat and pick up the phone and asked, "Hello? Who is it?"

But Ming Qian regained his energy soon. The caller was an old artist who had acted in many TV dramas and movies before. Now he has retired, and he is also in this city. There are not many viewers in the room, but he will still live broadcast in different places.

Famous is considered famous, at least many people have an impression of his face, and know a few movies or TV series he has starred in. If he is not famous, it seems that he is not famous, because few people can say his name.

It is understandable to call so late. After all, the elderly go to bed late and wake up early. There is a saying that they cannot wake up in the first 30 years and cannot sleep in the next 30 years.

The old artist and Zeng Lao are friends, and they are barely in the same circle. After watching Zeng Lao’s delicious food until the last episode, he has always wanted to come to host a live broadcast, but his family members prevented him from going out to eat hot pot, saying that he When he is old, he has a bad stomach, and if he is greedy for his family to cook for him, he should not go out to eat, especially hot pot.

Ming Qian hung up the phone after confirming the time when the old artist arrived at the store, feeling a little dazed for a while.

He had never seen an actor or a star, so he was really excited to see someone he could only see on TV tomorrow.

Ashamed to say, Ming Qian also appeared on TV. It was when he was still in kindergarten. It happened to be Children’s Day. The local TV station even came to film the program. Ming Qian happened to be on the stage—playing a tree .

Now I still have a video of that video at home, and I have to release it to enjoy it every year and holiday.

"I think the hot pot restaurant is really going to be popular." Ming Qian turned over, he is not sleepy at all now, looking at Youjun's side face with bright eyes, "Maybe I can earn enough money before I am 50 years old." Money to retire."

He rambled: "It's better to retire early, so I can travel. I haven't even been on a plane a few times, not to mention going abroad."

He forgot when he was on the plane last time, but he remembered that the braised lion head in the plane meal was delicious.

Youjun didn't speak, he suddenly realized that Mingqian was just a mortal and he could only live for more than a hundred years at most.

While more than a hundred years is just a flick of a finger to the beast, it is a lifetime to Yu Mingqian.

Ming Qian found that You Jun hadn't spoken, he pulled up the quilt, turned over again, and fell asleep.

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The next morning, Ming's father and Ming's mother had already returned to the underworld, Ming Qian rushed to the store, and began to be busy as soon as he stepped into the store.

Business has been good for the past two days, and almost all the vegetables are sold out every day. Now Yiyi has to buy vegetables and meat, and also has to add small ingredients.

Yiyi also brought fruits today, and these fruits should be cut and placed in the self-service area.

Ming Qian also had to cook a big pot of white fungus soup, which was also free.

If the business is better in the future and the store is bigger, the self-service area can add a few cold dishes and more dipping sauces.

But there's only so much I can put down right now.

The first order of business was takeaway. The order at ten o'clock in the morning was destined for a library in the city.

Ming Qian also made a special phone call to confirm, can the library also eat hot pot?Don't let people get kicked out at that time.

It was a young woman who answered the phone. She seemed to have something to do. When she answered the phone, she was still talking to others: "Go and buy some fruit, send it to Director Zhou, and a mask. Why do you only have a few masks when you come out? Hurry up." to buy..."

After she finished talking with someone, she turned to the phone and asked, "Who? What's the matter?"

Ming Qian: "It's Ms. Li, right? I'm from Shanhai Hot Pot Restaurant. I want to confirm the delivery address with you, is it correct?"

Li Rong: "That's the address, that's right, you can have someone deliver it directly."

After hanging up the phone, Li Rong went to find the director, hoping to add some more dramas to the artists under her command. If she had to add more dramas, the scenes of idol dramas were mostly female leads, and she didn't want her own artists to be the green leaves to set off the red flowers.

The director laughed, and only said he was thinking about it, not whether to add it or not.

Li Rong had no choice but to take the water glass to find her own artist who was resting, and she handed the water glass over.

The male artist gently pressed his forehead with a paper towel to absorb the sweat beads, so as not to be too troublesome and time-consuming to touch up makeup.

"Sister Li, have you told Director Zhou?" The artist himself was also a little nervous, and he didn't drink water, but only held the water glass tightly.

Li Rong said with a smile: "The director will think about it, don't think too much, the script has already been decided, even if you want to change it, you must first greet the management."

The artist nodded: "The second male lead has more roles than me now."

Li Rong: "Isn't he behind you in terms of fan position? He is not in good shape, and he will not go as far as you in the future."

The artist didn't speak, Li Rong could only continue to say: "I just ordered a hot pot takeaway, you haven't eaten well in a while."

Brokerage companies are very strict about the figure management of artists. For young artists like this kind of traffic, what they eat every meal and how many calories they have have to be calculated accurately. They drink vegetable juice in the morning and eat chicken breast salad at noon. They almost No carbs, let alone fat.

The artist took a saliva when he heard the hot pot, and felt that it was too embarrassing, so he quickly said, "I'd better not eat it."

Li Rong: "Let's eat. Most of the dishes I order are vegetarian dishes. I just have a taste. This restaurant was recommended to me by my friend. I usually have to wait in a long line to go to the restaurant."

The entertainer sighed: "Sister Li, is the next drama an idol drama?"

He is 28 this year. If an artist of this age does not transform, he may be confined to idol dramas.

But idol dramas cannot be filmed for a lifetime, and now audiences are becoming less and less fond of watching idol dramas on the assembly line.

Li Rong only said: "You first polish your acting skills, you will definitely have a chance in the future, look how many newcomers in the industry, not everyone can play the leading role like you."

Saying this, it seems that the artist is a little ignorant.

There are only a few scenes that require him to appear in the scene today. This idol drama has a small investment and not many actors, so there is no need to divide it into several groups, so he will have nothing to do after filming in the morning, but he will stay here in the afternoon to see if there is any need. Make up.

The extras in the crew ate the box lunch provided by the crew. Although the crew was not generous, they were not stingy either. The box lunch usually had three dishes, and there were more rice than vegetables. After eating, they could go get another box.

Actors and directors have assistant arrangements, but they basically order takeaway.

Sui Ru was dizzy from flying yesterday, and he had to work again early this morning, so he had to keep smiling when delivering meals.

She couldn't laugh anymore, and she could only squeeze a little smile for Li Rong when delivering the food.

Li Rong took the surprisingly heavy bag from Sui Ru, but compared to the astonishing weight of the takeaway bag, what surprised her most was Sui Ru's appearance and temperament.

Sui Ru looks very in line with the public's aesthetics. Her face is a bit square, but not completely square. Her eyes are big, but they are not charming. On the contrary, she is very upright. The bridge of her nose is very straight.

In particular, her temperament is still very good, although she is 1.7 meters four, with flat shoulders, thin waist and long legs, she does not squint when she walks, and holds her head high.

It seems that she is not a food delivery person, but the owner here, who came to inspect her territory.

Until Sui Ru left, Li Rong still hadn't come to his senses. Such a look is nothing in the entertainment circle, but such a look is matched with temperament, and it is hard to find in the entertainment circle. The aesthetics of the entertainment circle follow the market trends. .

When Hong Kong dramas were popular in the past, the actresses in the entertainment industry all moved closer to Hong Kong stars, pursuing strong aura, beauty and heroism.

Later, Taiwanese idol dramas became popular, and the actress moved closer to the non-aggressive silly Baitian.

Later, when Korean dramas became popular, actresses had to wear unibrows no matter whether they were suitable or not.

Personality is very important in the entertainment industry. The kings and queens all have individuality, but personality is not important in the entertainment industry. When no one looks at you, and no one knows who you are, personality is nothing. Whatever you are, you will become what you are.

Li Rong handed the takeaway bag to the assistant, and regretted it as soon as he handed it over!

Why didn't she stop the delivery woman?Just leave a phone number!

Maybe we can really find a good seedling?Maybe it will be useful in the future?

Hey!

The assistant was carrying two big bags of things, smiling so much that he could hardly see his eyes: "Sister Li ordered so many."

Li Rong took a deep breath: "Go cook it, and give the director a copy when it's cooked. I'll look for him in the afternoon."

The assistant ran to the side to cook the hot pot, first sent the director's cooking over, and then let the artist come over to eat.

He lights the alcohol, puts the pot in place, and pours the soup base into it.

Now that the weather is hot, the soup boils very quickly. As soon as the aroma came out, the assistant swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Unlike artists, he strictly controls eating and drinking, but the assistant can't eat anything good, and often goes to work without eating a few mouthfuls live.

It's good to have a hot pot meal, even if it's takeaway.

"It smells good."

"I smell hot pot."

"I am hungry."

……

Even the director smelled it, and just after filming a scene, the female lead and the second male lead ran to the side to blow on the electric fan. The director sat on the chair, smelled it and asked the assistant, "Who ordered the hot pot takeaway?"

Assistant: "Li Rong ordered."

The director thought that he had just rejected Li Rong's request to add a play, and it was not easy to eat hot pot right now, but he was too greedy, so he whispered to the assistant: "Go and ask where they order the takeaway. I'll order one too, give me some more meat."

The assistant said speechlessly: "Can she still bear your grudge? Next time you have a scene, won't she come to you?"

The director also thought so, but he couldn't say that, and said with a straight face: "Then I can't go to Cengfan either."

Assistant: "Don't pretend, I asked, I'll send you a copy when it's cooked."

The director smiled and said, "That's right, let him cook more, let's eat together."

Although the assistant is an assistant, but he is related to the director and is of the same generation, so he doesn't pay much attention to how he speaks.

It's not just the director who wants to have a good time, but also a few senior supporting actors who also want to have a good time. They don't need to maintain their idol figure, as long as they don't make themselves fat.

"So much, can you finish it?" Several seniors surrounded the assistant.

"There are so many dishes, don't waste them."

"It smells good."

"I wanted to eat hot pot some time ago, but I'm busy with filming, so I don't have time to go."

"The smell of this hot pot is too delicious, isn't it too late now? There is still a show in the afternoon."

When Li Rong came out of the bathroom, what he saw was the assistant surrounded by a group of seniors.

The little assistant shrank his neck and highlighted one word - humble.

When will you be robbed for cooking a hot pot on the set?Is this a senior or a bandit?