Siheyuan: Silly Zhu is not my father

Chapter 150 Make money, not shabby

"Then I'm welcome."

Yan Bugui swallowed wildly, the smell was too craving.

Wiping his hands on his clothes, he took a piece and bit into it.

"Well, it's delicious, it's so fragrant, Taozi, try it quickly, it's delicious."

He was a little embarrassed just eating by himself, so he quickly greeted Taozi.

"Is it really that delicious?"

Taozi took a closer look and saw that the basin was full of golden fried chicken nuggets.

Not to mention eating, just looking at it like this, it feels delicious.

He ran to wash his hands, then ran back.

Reaching out for a oily one, he lightly took a bite, then chewed, "Hiss, He Xiao, it's delicious, and I want to sell it... selling this will definitely be a good business."

Taozi took two bites, and finally chewed and swallowed even the bones inside.

He Xiao smiled, feeling that the fried chicken business can indeed continue.

Scanning the room, he saw that the called master was still working, so he quickly shouted: "Master, stop doing it, come and have a taste."

The middle-aged man was a little shy, He Xiao yelled twice before he came over.

"Master, you are welcome, try it quickly."

The middle-aged man wiped his hands on his clothes, then carefully picked up a piece and took a bite.

"How?" He Xiao asked with a smile.

"It's delicious and fragrant, even the chicken bones are fragrant."

The middle-aged man nodded and glanced into the basin, he was speechless, there was chicken and oil, how much would it cost.

"Comrade, I just heard that you are going to open a shop. How much does this chicken cost per catty?"

He Xiao was taken aback for a moment, he really hadn't thought about it.

Live chickens are sold in the market for one yuan and one catty. If the meat is killed and then fried, there are only six or seven taels left in one catty.

In addition to various costs, he reckoned that it would cost at least three yuan a catty.

"It's more than three yuan."

"Three yuan? Oh, that's more expensive than pork, who would be willing to eat it?"

The middle-aged man was a little shocked when he heard the price. For three yuan, he could buy two catties of pork.

"Hey, then you are wrong. This is in the capital, let alone three yuan, even if it is ten yuan, there are still people willing to buy it."

He Xiao smiled and didn't care.

But the man's words reminded him, no matter what happens to the future generations, now, fried chicken is a kind of high-end food, and it must be of high quality, otherwise the business may not be successful.

"Do you want to call it Hong Kong-style fried chicken?"

He Xiao muttered to himself, he didn't feel embarrassed at all, it's not shabby to make money.

"Well, eat Hong Kong-style fried chicken and watch Hong Kong movies, tsk."

Don't even say whether this fried chicken has anything to do with Xiangjiang, anyway, just post it, and then post a foreign old man at the door...

Cough, old man forget it, by the way, post Xu Wenqiang and Feng Chengcheng.

Hong Kong-style fried chicken, Xu Wenqiang said it was good after eating it, and Feng Chengcheng couldn't forget it after eating it.

There are a few long tables in the store, and the drinks are all coffee. This experience is immediately different from that in China.

Then find some celebrity posters and stick them all on the wall. It looks tall at first glance. It is normal for such a trendy store to be more expensive.

"Hey, no matter how you say it, the masses will eat it."

Thinking about it, He Xiao was very happy. When he came back to his senses, he saw that the fried chicken in the bowl had been eaten up by the three of them.

Shaking his head, he pushed aside the curtain and went to the inner hall to have a look.

"Cough cough..."

As soon as he entered the back room, he frowned. The hall was filled with smoke, and he couldn't wait.

Glancing at the bench, there were five or six people smoking cigarettes.

Unable to stay any longer, he turned and walked out.

"Third Master, please write a few slogans and stick them on the wall later. Starting tomorrow, smoking is prohibited in our video room."

Yan Bugui was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little puzzled, and asked quickly:

"He Xiao, why? Half of the people who come to our place to watch the video smoke, so we won't allow them to smoke. What if they don't come?"

"If you don't come, you won't come. We don't lack the ticket money for these people. If there are no smokers, maybe our business will be better."

He Xiao shook his head. He just looked at it, and there was not a single female customer in the inner hall.

This is not right, he remembered that there were many women who watched the video before.

When the fried chicken restaurant opens in the future, and the female customers take a look at the environment inside, who will go in and watch the video?
"Third Lord, let's do it this way. If there is trouble, you can refund the ticket money to him, and you will never sell him a ticket again."

"Ok."

Yan Bugui didn't feel very good, but this was someone else's shop, so he had no choice but to accept it.

Seeing that He Xiao picked up the small enamel basin and was about to leave, he hesitated for a moment, and quickly said: "He Xiao, why don't you leave the enamel basin first, and I'll take it back for you in the afternoon."

"Ok?"

He Xiao froze for a moment, looked down at the basin, and suddenly realized.

"Third Master, I still have some leftover oil from fried chicken at home. If you don't mind, I'll give you some."

"Ahem, I don't lack oil at home. I just feel that it's a waste. It's not good. In difficult times, the oil in the basin is enough for half a month."

Yan Bugui was a little embarrassed.

"Third Master, the days will get better and better in the future."

After a while, He Xiao comforted him helplessly, then turned around and left.

Riding a small Suzuki back to the courtyard, He Daqing had already fried most of the chicken, leaving only the last pot.

He Xiao looked at it, divided it into half with chopsticks, and put it in a small enamel basin.

"Old man, these are yours, take them back and eat slowly."

He Daqing turned his head to look in the room, and left without asking any further questions, carrying the small enamel basin.

He Xiao tidied up a bit, then picked up the basin, and entered the house.

He opened the refrigerator, and just as he took out two bottles of soda, he heard Lou Xiao'e's voice from the back room.

"He Xiao, what is so fragrant?"

"The fried chicken just out of the pan, Mom, you can eat some while it's hot."

After a while, Lou Xiaoe came out from the back room.

He Xiao took a closer look, and found that her eyes were a little red and swollen, but nothing else.

"Not bad, very fragrant."

Lou Xiaoe took a piece and tasted it, and found it delicious, so she sat down.

Seeing soda on the table, she opened the lid casually, and started eating while drinking.

"Mom, are you not angry now?"

"Mummy is not a child, I just wanted to vent my emotions just now, that's all right, don't worry about Mummy, just sit down and eat."

Lou Xiao'e shook her head, she didn't care about anything except that she was in a bad mood now.

After eating a few more pieces, she looked up at her son and said:

"By the way, He Xiao, pack up your things and come back to live with me tomorrow."

"Mom, I live here quite well, so I won't go back for now. I'm going to open another fried chicken shop. It's just at the east street entrance. It's inconvenient to live in the Peace Hotel."

Lou Xiaoe froze for a moment.

Fried chicken shop?I looked down, okay, no wonder my son let me eat this.

Pursing her lips, she became serious.

Picking up the soda, she rinsed her mouth, then picked up the chicken nuggets and looked at them carefully.

"Pretty good."

She took a bite, and after a while, she nodded, "It tastes good."

"However, opening a store is not only based on the taste. Forget it, you can try it if you want to. Just treat it as accumulating experience. If you are short of money, you can go to me to get it."

"I don't lack money, as long as I have your support, I will do it!"

He Xiao smiled, picked up the fried chicken and ate it.

In fact, he also planned this way. In his previous life, he had no experience in starting a business. He was quite afraid of starting a big business as soon as he came.

The two of them ate more than half of a pot of fried chicken and drank several bottles of soda.

After eating and drinking enough, Lou Xiaoe's mood finally improved.

Damn silly Zhu, dared to lie to himself, sometimes he regretted it.

However, the restaurant to be opened had to find someone new, and Lou Xiaoe still had a headache.

Seeing that it was getting dark outside, Lou Xiaoe didn't stay long, said a few words to He Xiao, stood up and left.

(End of this chapter)