Qin Huairu, you don't want Jia Dongxu to lose his job, do you?

"Mom, look what you said, when my son comes back to see you and sell you fruit, that's natural, don't misunderstand me." Yan Xiecheng said nonsense with his eyes open.

He has no other skills, and he is very clever and has a good hand.

In the original play, the calculation was stupid and almost closed the red-hot restaurant.

"Xie Cheng, just ask whatever you want." The third aunt said a little unpleasantly, when she is a mother, she still doesn't know what her son is?

"Mom, your understanding of Wang Feng's stall should be the clearest in the compound, after all, you cooperate with him every day." Yan Xiecheng looked eager, "I just want to know, how much money can Wang Feng make in a day?" "

The third aunt waved her hand and said, "Don't, I'll wash the dishes, help Wang Feng do things and change some good dishes to improve the food, and there is no cooperation." "

"He makes at least ten dollars a day."

"Ten pieces!" Yan Xiecheng's eyes straightened, his breathing became rapid, and he said with a very excited look:

"I also want to set up a stall, Mom, you tell me in detail where Wang Feng buys vegetables and meat, what dishes he makes every day, how it tastes, I plan to imitate him, with your help, as long as he does eight or nine is not far from ten, he can make money by setting up a stall, and I can also make money."

The idea was good, but the third aunt turned her head and poured a basin of 560 cold water down.

"Xie Cheng, the idea is good, but do you have the money to set up a stall?"

"Don't look at Wang Feng, just set up a stall, those tools can cost a lot of money."

"People have motorcycles pulling carts, what do you pull? Are you yourself or a cow and horse? "

"Even if you solve the cart, you still have to buy insulated buckets, buy kitchen utensils, buy hundreds of lunch boxes, this money, you can get it?"

"Even if you prepare these things, you can't stir-fry, do you want to hire a master?"

A series of questions directly blinded Yan Xie.

Setting up a stall actually has to deal with so many things.

He only saw that the stalls were simple and convenient, and thought that anyone could do it.

But Yan Xiecheng was unwilling to give up the opportunity to get rich easily.

"Mom, your cooking skills are not bad, Xu Damao didn't take chicken and meat to our family to let you make wine dishes, you eat Wang Feng's dishes these days, you haven't tasted a little know-how?"

Hearing that Yan Xiecheng wanted her to stir-fry, the third aunt wanted to scold him for pig brains, but held back.

"Xie Cheng, homemade dishes are delicious, and professional chefs, the craft is not almost that simple, people have special technology, I can't steal from the taste, you also think too highly of your mother."

If cooking can be easily learned, why should you learn from a teacher?

Yan Xiecheng heard this and was a little irritable.

"Mom, isn't there a little way, watching Wang Feng earn so much money every day, I don't think it's interesting to go to work, I also want to earn ten yuan and eight yuan a day."

"You, don't think about it, eat the meal bite by bite, you are still an apprentice, you can't even go to the class well, the scholar Wang Feng set up a stall, do you have that strength?" The third aunt couldn't help but count, the words were not good, but it was also good for Yan Xiecheng.

"Mom, you look down on me like that?" Yan Xiecheng was unhappy and asked with a slumped face.

"How many pounds and taels do you have yourself, and use me to say?" The three aunts asked rhetorically.

"Yes, you look down on me, then I will go, without your help, I can also figure out the matter of setting up a stall alone, it really can't work, I don't sell meals, I sell something else, anyway, I don't want to go to work, 18 yuan a month, when is a head." After speaking, Yan Xiecheng got up and left.

"Xie Cheng, listen to your mother's advice, and go to work steadily." The three aunts persuaded uneasily.

Yan Xiecheng pretended not to hear and walked out of the room quickly.

In addition to Yan Xiecheng, Liu Haizhong also thought about following Wang Feng to set up a stall.

He desperately needs to make achievements and regain face and family status in front of his family.

Making money is a good direction.

If you have money, your waist is hard.

What's more, I heard that Wang Feng could earn ten yuan a day.

Topping him for a month a week makes his bangs blush.

It's just that he doesn't know anything about business and doesn't have cooking skills.

After thinking about it for two days, I was still helpless.

Please (dabd) cook, unrealistic, good craftsmanship has a good job, pay a lot of money to dig over.

A stall, apparently cannot afford to poach people at a high price. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

On this day, the bangs were blessed to the heart, and suddenly thought of a person.

Silly pillars!

He was fired, lost his job as a chef in a rolling mill, had a criminal record on his back, and had no job to look for.

I can only do some work of sweeping the streets and taking out the garbage.

But it's an indisputable fact that he cooks well.

If you persuade Silly Zhu to set up a stall with me and solve the problem of stir-frying, you can do it.

And I don't have to quit my job, I just need to set up a stall to let the silly pillar stir-fry, and ask the mouth at home to collect money with the silly pillar, the best of both worlds!

Bangs thought in a trance, and gradually became excited, causing the hand that made the gear to shake.

With a click, the gear cracked directly.

"Liu Haizhong, how did you do it?" The workshop director of a workshop looked at him speechlessly.

"How many times have you been told that this is the part that our space rocket needs, it can't be sloppy at all, even if it is scrapped, it will cause huge losses, why don't you pay attention!?"

"I... Director, I didn't pay attention just now, I must be careful next time. "The dumbest explanation in bangs.

The workshop director waved his hand impatiently: "You are not suitable for this task, deduct five yuan for performance this month, and do ordinary work." "

Liu Haizhong felt lost, and he was very dissatisfied with the workshop director in his heart, thinking that when the stall made money, he must show off well.

In the evening, the office workers of the courtyard returned home one after another.

When Xu Damao passed by the front yard, he saw that the three aunts were still washing the lunch boxes, and the washed lunch boxes next to them were almost piled up into a hill.

He was really surprised.

Quickly sneaked home and said to Lou Xiao'e:

"Ezi, there is really a strange person in our courtyard, and setting up a stall can also make a lot of money, so I didn't believe it, but guess what happened just now? I saw in the front yard that the three aunts were still washing dishes, good guys, they were all piling up in a corner of the yard.

At least two hundred and three.

This Wang Feng must have made a lot of money selling so many copies every day, and I estimate that it is more than ten yuan. "

Xu Damao touched his beard, his eyes flickering.

Lou Xiao'e said: "I have long known, Wang Feng's dishes are delicious, the price is cheap, it should be sold well, you don't look at the good business, he has low profits, he should not make any money." "

"Ezi, are you stupid or stupid?" Xu Damao looked at her speechlessly.

"Xu Damao, what do you mean!?" Lou Xiao'e immediately glared at her dissatisfied.

Xu Damao pointed out the door and said, "If Wang Feng makes less money, will he ask the third aunt to wash the dishes?" "

"That's the thing." Lou Xiao'e had a funny expression on her face and said disdainfully:

"It turns out that you don't know that Wang Feng asked the third aunt to wash the dishes, and did not spend money, but just gave the third aunt two dishes to eat every day."

Xu Damao was stunned, and then couldn't help but burst into foul language: "Lying groove!" This Wang Feng is also too great, not spending a penny, so that the most calculating Yan family can work! What a thief. "。