Return to the countryside to engage in industry

Chapter 102 Bold Ideas

Wang Chunyan had lunch, if Zhao Yaqin hadn't been calling to urge her, she would never have thought about going back, what sense of time would a girl who has just entered the state of love have?

As long as you stay with Yang Zhenyu, even if you sit on the stone steps in front of the door and don't talk, you can stay forever.

Reluctant to get in the car, all kinds of awkward expressions appeared on his face.

Yang Zhenyu waved his hand and said, "Send me a message when you get home."

"Okay!" Wang Chunyan finally responded and drove away.

Listening to today's car music makes me feel comfortable physically and mentally.

When Yang Zhenyu returned home, he mentioned to Wang Xiuying that Wang Chunyan had lent him money. Wang Xiuying was a little excited, and patted Yang Zhenyu's hand twice, "Oh, grandson, how can you ask another girl for money? You are a man. "

Listening to grandma's words, I always feel that I am eating soft food.

Yang Zhenyu explained: "Grandma, look at what you said, she lent it to me, and it's not that I don't want to return it to her. It's just that my hands are tight recently, so I took it."

In fact, Yang Zhenyu also really expected Wang Chunyan to lend him money. Since he asked, he casually mentioned that Wang Chunyan finally transferred the money to him.

The money is mainly used to plan the farmhouse. The restaurant is opened quickly, and the road construction team will come in immediately. The existing customers will not make money and feel unhappy.

Yang Zhenyu also knows that if he wants to build a high-end farmhouse, 5 yuan is just a drop in the bucket.

What he thought was, just find an old house near his home and renovate it a little bit to give it a rustic taste. In the final analysis, whether the restaurant can be opened well depends on the chef's cooking skills.

The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys.

Wang Xiuying repeatedly asked Yang Zhenyu to return the money to Wang Chunyan as soon as possible.

Yang Zhenyu nodded and said, "Don't worry, grandma, return the watermelon to her as soon as it's sold."

Wang Xiuying knew what her grandson was like, and with this sentence, she didn't say anything more.

But I was very pleased with Yang Zhenyu in my heart. What a good girl, she dared to borrow 5 yuan at once when she was just playing with friends. Girls like this are too rare now.

"Grandson, grandma doesn't have anything else to ask for. I just hope that you treat Chunyan well. It can be seen that she is sincere to you." Wang Xiuying finally instructed.

"I am sincere to her too." Yang Zhenyu said.

Wang Xiuying nodded and smiled very satisfied, and continued to pet the cat.

Yang Zhenyu glanced at the time, it was still early before dark, so he took the prince and the golden monkey out for a walk, and checked the location suitable for opening a restaurant.

After walking around, I think the location of the canteen at the fork in the road is the most suitable.

One is that the secondary road passes in front of the gate, and the other is that the temporary parking lot built before the picking festival has been hardened, and it has been widened a lot, and the site is wide enough to set up a shed in summer for barbecues and the like.

However, this canteen has been open for more than ten years, and it was opened when he was in primary school. At that time, he sold matches, kerosene, salt, toffee and other things. More than ten years later, this store Yang Wenbin, the boss of the company, has also survived from the uncle generation to the grandpa generation.

When Yang Zhenyu came back, he sat in front of the door and called out, "Uncle Yang, open a bottle of beer for me."

Yang Wenbin took a bottle from the freezer, picked up the bottle opener, hooked the lid and lifted it up, and handed it to Yang Zhenyu, "Director Yang, here it is."

After opening the beer, Yang Wenbin took a chair and walked two steps into the dam, sat down and fanned himself with a cattail fan.

Yang Zhenyu took a sip and inquired: "Master, how much money does your small store make all year round?"

Yang Wenbin didn't hide it, and replied honestly: "Ten thousand yuan is enough for food and drink. At my age, I have never thought about finding big money. I think it has been open for so many years. It is a pity to lose it."

Yang Zhenyu smiled and said, "That's that, we grew up eating the toffee you sold when we were young."

Yang Wenbin turned sideways and said, "Yes! That candy is so sweet!"

While shaking the fan, looking up at the sunset, I recalled Yangjiawan Village more than ten years ago.

For him, this canteen is not just a job, but also a deep feeling.

Yang Zhenyu looked at him, and it was even more difficult to mention the matter of renting a house and opening a farmhouse, not to mention that he is still the village director. If people don't want to, his descendants will gossip, and the impact will be bad.

Yang Zhenyu put the words on his lips, but took them back.

After drinking the beer, I put ten yuan on the freezer, "Grandpa, save a bottle for next time."

"Good!" Yang Wenbin said, fanning the fan.

Although he is old, he keeps the accounts very carefully. How much Yang Zhenyu has consumed and saved with him is very clear.

Yang Zhenyu went home to take a shower, lay down and checked Douyin, and suddenly came across a video of "pig pen canteen".

What the hell!

Is it really a pigsty?

Yang Zhenyu was a little surprised, a large group of people ate in the pigsty, and all of them were absent.

Can restaurants be opened in the pigsty?
With this question in mind, Yang Zhenyu clicked on search and entered the word "pigsty".

Immediately, several similar hot search terms popped up.

"Pigsty Canteen"

“Pigsty Restaurant”

“Pig pen coffee”

There is actually a "pigsty hot pot".

Yang Zhenyu couldn't help laughing while being shocked. First, he felt that people nowadays are too playful and creative. Young people also like to join in this kind of fun. They call it "the place of Internet celebrities."

The second is that suddenly there is an idea in my mind, I can take a look at this hot spot and take the retro route.

When it opens, invite members of the Chefs Association of Qingjiang County, several big catering bosses, and Internet celebrities to advertise, maybe it will really become popular.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhenyu decided to give it a try. If it works, the small investment will return the money quickly, which can just make up for the two months' expenses.

When I went to the village committee early the next morning, I mentioned my thoughts to Zhang Mingkang.

Zhang Mingkang was dumbfounded after hearing this. After looking at Yang Zhenyu for a long time, he confirmed to him: "Xiao Yang, you are looking for a pigsty to open a restaurant? Is that a place for people to eat? Don't you treat people like livestock?"

Emotions are still a little excited.

"Yeah!" Yang Zhenyu said with a chuckle, "Uncle Zhang, I just want to catch the heat, I must find two carpenters to build it inside, I want to bring out the taste of eating big pots in the 90s, so lively. "

Zhang Mingkang seems to understand Yang Zhenyu's thoughts, "Pigpen Farmhouse" is just a cover to attract people's attention, and it has to be a normal place to eat, otherwise, who would really go to the pigpen to eat?

"Xiao Yang, your idea is very bold!" Zhang Mingkang said, "But the investment is really not big. If it can be done as you said, it will be easy to get back the money."

Yang Zhenyu nodded: "Uncle Zhang, you have the same idea as me. When it opened, I was looking for some acquaintances to advertise and publicize."

(End of this chapter)