The Days of Opening a Restaurant on an Abnormal Earth

"Our family sells kebabs in Shuangqing, and rented a small storefront. It's about the same size as your store, and it's near Jiefangbei. But the rent is very expensive now, more than 7,000 a month. "Wang Qi said so.

In the previous conversation with Zhang Tong, she discovered that Jiang Hua did not tell Zhang Tong about the specific situation of her family. Zhang Tong didn't know that his family had five hot pot restaurants in Shuangqing.

So Wang Qi directly said that her family actually sells skewers. It is very normal to sell skewers in Shuangqing, and there should not be too many people doing this business. And Wang Qian was right when she said that her family sells skewers. After all, Jiang Aijun did sell skewers at a street stall twenty years ago.

It's just that Chuan Chuan's business has become a little bigger now.

Wang Qi said that the skewers are clear and straightforward. How to choose the ingredients and how to choose the prickly ash and sea pepper in the base are very familiar. Zhang Tong nodded while listening. What Wang Qi said was correct, and Zhang Tong did not doubt that Wang Qi and her lover were really selling skewers in Shuangqing.

Wang Qi said these words like this, while chatting with Zhang Tong about the pain of setting up a small stall.

Because those hardships were experienced by Wang Qian and Jiang Aijun in the past, so there is no sense of disobedience when speaking of them.

When the topic came to the question of rent, Wang Qi asked, "Boss Zhang, how much is the monthly rent for your store?"

Wang Qi's words were answered very smoothly, because so many foreshadowings have been done before, so asking this question now does not feel abrupt at all. It is as if two colleagues are discussing the survival of catering in modern cities.

Zhang Tong hardly had any precautions against Wang Qian's question, he didn't feel that Wang Qian was actually testing himself. Because this is an asymmetry in information and psychology.

"Rent?" Zhang Tong washed the cutting board after finishing the eel and said, "If it is here, it will cost at least 18,000 a month, which is the least. Generally, the average rent in this area is already two Ten thousand five months. Well, this price does not include the residence above."

Zhang Tong's store has two floors, and there is a large one-bedroom and one-living house of more than 50 square meters from the independent back door. Generally, when other people rent out the storefront, they don’t rent out the residences above.

Wang Qian opened her mouth wide: "Hey! Are the housing prices in Huaihai City so expensive now?" She showed a frightened look and continued to ask: "Boss Zhang, if your small shop doesn't sell 50,000 yuan a month, I'm afraid." I can’t keep this store.”

Generally speaking, this is indeed the case. The gross profit of the catering industry is 60%. The big ones are rent and labor. A turnover of 50,000 a month has a gross profit of 30,000. If the rent is at least 18,000 a month, you can still leave 12,000.

Then pay the water, electricity, coal and management fees with the remaining money, and I am afraid that only 8,000 yuan can fall into my hands. It can be said that this is the lowest limit, and a store with a turnover below this limit is basically impossible.

Therefore, on the street where Zhang Tong opened his shop, there are few regular shops like him to open catering, and even if there are, they are bakeries with higher profits and higher unit prices.

The few small shops that open catering almost all start with breakfast, breakfast, lunch and dinner plus supper. Operating eighteen hours a day is the norm. There is no such thing as saying that these restaurants do not rest when it is not meal time.

Most of these small shops are opened by husbands and wives with their relatives, and they have to work very hard to survive in Huaihai. Making three thousand yuan of flowing water in a day without continuous rotation, they are all called busy work.

Like Lao Zhang's, a restaurant that only opens for lunch and dinner is definitely out of the ordinary on this street.

Zhang Tong's shop is like a stroll in a garden, and a profit of several hundred or one thousand a day is enough for him. For Zhang Tong, the opening of this store is just a way of life, not a real life and death that is too busy.

And the confidence that he can do this is because the storefront and the house upstairs are all his own property. So Zhang Tong didn't think too much after listening to Wang Qian's words and said, "Actually, it's okay. I don't want to be too busy, because I'm the only one in the restaurant. If it's too busy, I won't be able to do hygiene."

Wang Qi took a look at Zhang Tong's shop, it was indeed very clean. The floor tiles and wall tiles are all shiny, without any stains. Even the kitchen is neatly organized. The exhaust fan on the stove seems to have been used for quite some time, but there is no oil stain on it.

This is obviously the effect of the owner's careful scrubbing with detergent such as dish soap every day. The exhaust fans in general restaurants are oily, and the flies can't stick to them when they fly up.

Also, the gaps between the kitchen floor tiles do not have the black color of ordinary restaurants, which is caused by long-term contamination of oil and dust. Wang Qi could still see the white grout between the floor tiles.

This is unbelievable, Wang Qi felt that Zhang Tong cleaned the restaurant kitchen cleaner than Jiang Hua's bedroom.

Wang Qi didn't pay special attention to these before, but now when she heard Zhang Tong talking about hygiene, she really paid attention to it.

"Really, your store is really clean. How many people's kitchens and restaurants are not as clean as yours. It must take a lot of time to clean." Wang Qi was really surprised. She has traveled far and wide and seen many restaurants and hotels. This was the first time she was shocked by the cleanliness, even though it was only a small shop.

"Where is the place to eat, the food will end up in people's mouths, if it is not clean, how can it get out of the mouth?" Zhang Tong said as a matter of course.

"Isn't that because you don't have time to run the business? You're the only boss in this store." Wang Qian said incredulously.

"Fortunately, I don't have such high requirements for turnover." Zhang Tong looked a little embarrassed and said: "Actually, this house belongs to my family, and I don't have to pay rent, so I can still support it."

Oh, the storefront is my own. Wang Qi nodded. Then she said seemingly unintentionally: "Boss Zhang is really a patient person. Your parents must be very happy to have a child like you. Unlike my Jiang Hua, who grows up and doesn't know how to take care of himself. Twenty-eight years old is still a child."

"I don't know when Jiang Hua will mature like you. By the way, how old are you, Boss Zhang?" Wang Qian helped Zhang Tong pick vegetables familiarly while chatting. It looks like the aunt next door at home gossiping.

"How should I say it? It's a little troublesome to say." Zhang Tong thought for a while and briefly talked about his age and the returnees.

After listening to this, Wang Qi said calmly: "Even if you are thirty-five years old, it's okay. People live longer now. There are a lot of people who look like children at thirty-five years old. You are just like you, and you are your parents." It's a pity. I didn't see my son grow up to be so good."

Zhang Tong smiled and didn't answer. A bowl of eel jelly pot ended in the seemingly homely chat between the two. The dishes are done, and the topic is finished.

Zhang Tong strongly asked Wang Qi to take back the eel jelly pot that she had just made, as a return gift for the sausage. In the end, Wang Qi declined but she took it away with a smile, and said that she would wash the small casserole and bring it back after eating.

Standing at the door of the store, Zhang Tong heaved a sigh of relief as he watched Wang Qian leave.

Huh~, it's dangerous. I was almost tricked by this woman, if I hadn't asked about the running water in the shop, I would have said something stupidly. Why does Jianghua have such a powerful old lady? A flaw was almost exposed, and Zhang Tong almost broke out in a cold sweat when he thought about the seemingly daily conversation just now.

How many times have hidden blades, if one is not properly matched, I am afraid that I have already fallen into the abyss. Fortunately, fortunately, I still dealt with it properly.

His performance just now should be okay, right? This is simply playing a spy game!