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　After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, rested his head on the back pillow, closed his eyes and meditated.

　Half an hour later, his cell phone rang, and when he answered it, it was Liu Kun calling.

　"Mr. Luo, I asked my sister. A month ago, Xiyun and Zhou Hao only had two meals together. Xiyun rejected him. Since then, the two have not met each other. Moreover, she I didn't have any contact with other men either. I confirmed this with Secretary Guo."

　His brows frowned, "Other than that, are there any other abnormalities?"

　"One thing, it is said that when she rejected Zhou Hao, she said that she already had someone she liked. She didn't reveal who that person was. I don't know if it was an excuse. Also, my sister mentioned that for a while, she often did Some strange dreams."

　"Strange dream?"

　"She didn't talk about the content of the dream. Maybe it's because of too much mental pressure."

　"I see."

　After he hung up the phone, he looked at the scenery outside the window and fell into deep thought.

　…………

　Night falls.

　Chen Xu returned to the rental house, greeted Chen Ziqi, and went to the kitchen to cook.

　"What's the matter, listless?" Chen Ziqi was watching the drama with relish, and when she looked up, she saw that he was not in the right mood, and asked.

　Chen Xu shook his head, he didn't want to talk about this topic, "I'll make you something else today, I bought sixties and made seafood noodles."

　Chen Ziqi said with a look of shock, "Do you think I'm easy to deceive when I'm young, and if I put a few sixties, it's considered seafood noodles?"

　"Then do you eat?"

　"Eat." Chen Ziqi said decisively. During the past few days of getting along, she has figured out his temper. Sometimes, it really makes people itch with hatred.He's still an older brother, so he doesn't know how to give in to his younger sister.

　If it weren't for the sake of noodles, hum.

　Behind Chen Xu's back, she raised her small fist and punched it a few times.

　Soon, the seafood noodles will be ready.

　Chen Ziqi quickly ate up a large bowl of noodles, burped, feeling a little stuffed, and complained, "Why are you doing so much, I'm stuffed."

　"Didn't you say you didn't have enough food yesterday?" Chen Xu ate slowly, and there was still half a bowl left, and he replied while eating.

　"Yesterday was yesterday, today is today." Chen Ziqi said eloquently.

　Chen Xu didn't bother to talk to her, and just ate the noodles by himself.

　Chen Ziqi propped her chin with both hands, stared at him for a while, and said suddenly, "I see, are you missing a woman?"

　Chen Xu still ignored her.

　"You're already 25, you don't have a girlfriend yet, and you're all alone, it's really pitiful."

　Chen Ziqi shook her head and said, "With your conditions and bad personality, it may be difficult to catch up with the girl you like. Sigh, as a younger sister, I can't just watch you grow old forever."

　"Well, let me introduce my girlfriend to you. She is my classmate. She is very beautiful. She can play the piano. She is black and straight. Many boys in our class tried to chase her, but they didn't succeed. It's cheap for you Well, who told you to be my brother."

　Chen Xu still couldn't help it, and flicked her head, "You're so young, what's going on in your head."

　"Tch, isn't it just the thing between men and women, who doesn't understand."

　Chen Ziqi covered the place where she was shot, with a dissatisfied expression on her face, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you. She is already 14 years old, and it's not illegal for you to fall in love with her."

　Chen Xu heard her talking more and more outrageous, felt a little toothache, and said angrily, "I don't need you to worry about my affairs, you'd better take care of yourself."

　"Really? She's in good shape too, Tong Yan..."

　Chen Xu couldn't take it anymore, so he knocked her again.

　"I told you, don't hit me on the head." Chen Ziqi said angrily.

　"Don't talk nonsense next time."

　"Hmph, the dog bit Lu Dongbin, don't regret it in the future."

Chapter 100 Fifty copies

　wow.

　Chen Xu pulled up the rolling gate, turned on the switch, and the LED light hanging on the eaves of the door lit up, clearly illuminating the open space in front of the door.

　"Okay, today's goal is to preserve capital."

　Chen Ziqi, who was wrapped in a red down jacket, let out a white mist, and clasped his palms together.After finishing speaking, he went to move the table and chairs out and put them on the open space in front of him.

　Today is the third day of the noodle shop's business. On the first day, the number of customers is six, and the turnover is ninety.On the second day, the number of people was eight, the turnover was 150 yuan, and the extra 30 yuan was because Chen Xu added more products such as tea eggs, two yuan and five for one, which is really black enough.

　After learning about the price of the tea eggs, she overturned her previous speculation that Chen Xu's profit margin was definitely more than [-]%.The cost of an egg is only [-] cents at most, including all kinds of seasonings and gas bills, it is only [-] to [-] cents at most, and it costs [-] yuan, which is more than [-] percent.

　With a scientific attitude, she deliberately dug out Chen Xu's shopping receipt, which showed that the noodles he used cost 20 yuan per box, with a net weight of 2.5 kilograms and a total of 30 yuan of noodles inside.

　Calculated in this way, the cost of a bowl of noodles is shockingly low.

　After discovering the truth, she felt that it was unnecessary to worry about him.Theoretically speaking, as long as the turnover reaches two hundred, there will be absolutely no loss.

　Of course, this is not cost-effective, the two of them are like doing white work.

　"Hey, it's you again."

　As soon as Chen Ziqi set up the tables and chairs, she saw the man who was waiting for them to come to open the door yesterday. This time, he brought his girlfriend with him.

　It was Yanqing who came, and he said to Liu Bing, "Look, I really didn't lie to you, this noodle shop only serves supper, and it doesn't open until evening."

　Liu Bing said in amazement, "There really is such a wonderful noodle restaurant."

　"Huh cough."

　Chen Ziqi coughed heavily, indicating that she heard what she said just now, and stepped forward to ask, "What do you two want to eat?"

　Yanqing couldn't help complaining, "Do you have anything else here?"

　"Look over there, our latest products are tea eggs and seafood noodles." Chen Ziqi hung it on the wall with a finger.

　Yanqing and the two looked over and saw there was a small blackboard with three products written in chalk on it, and the price was marked on the back, the signature fresh meat noodles, the medium bowl was fifteen, and the large bowl was twenty.Twenty medium bowls of seafood noodles and 25 large bowls.

　He asked, "Do you still have a big bowl?"

　"Yes, I have."

　"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

　Chen Ziqi blinked and said, "You didn't ask before."

　Yanqing was a little speechless, "This is the first time I've seen a business like yours."

　"Then do you eat?"

　Yanqing swore that if his girlfriend hadn't pulled him, he would have turned around and left. He could suffer this kind of anger just to eat a bowl of noodles.

　"Little sister, please bring me two bowls of fresh meat noodles, big bowls." After Liu Bing finished speaking, he pulled him to sit in a leeward position.

　Fuck, it turns out that it's so cool to be so pissed off.Especially when he looked at the other party and swallowed his anger, not daring to refute.Simply.

　Her eyes lit up, as if she had discovered a new door.

　After a while, the noodles came over.

　Yanqing has been here three times, and finally he was able to taste the noodles of this restaurant. Thinking about it, he was a little excited. He didn't really want to eat it, but he was just curious. Why does his girlfriend like the noodles with clear soup and little water?

　When the noodles were served in front of him, he couldn't help but want to complain again, "This is the big bowl? Isn't it the same size as the medium bowl last time?"

　"But the amount of noodles has increased, and there is an extra piece of meat, what a bargain." Chen Ziqi replied.

　"Then at least change to a bigger bowl."

　"Good idea." Chen Ziqi said, and left like that.

　Listening to her perfunctory tone, Yanqing almost had the urge to flip the table, what kind of waiter is this.

　Opposite him, Liu Bing had already started eating, and the relish made him hold back his breath again.In any case, the most important thing is that the girlfriend can eat enough.

　He looked at the bowl of noodles in front of him, picked it up, and took a sip of the soup first.There was a slight change in his expression.

　Objectively speaking, it is very delicious, like the taste of fresh chicken soup, but it is lighter, which immediately arouses people's appetite.

　In this case, a serving of noodles costs 15 yuan, which is really not expensive.

　He picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the noodles. It was okay, not as bad as expected, and it tasted really good with the noodle soup.

　"Boss, is there any chili?" He asked after taking a few mouthfuls and tasted it.

　"No." Chen Ziqi didn't lift her head.

　"Ah?" Yanqing originally wanted to say something, but in the end, he closed his mouth wisely. Even if there is no pepper, he can still eat it.

　…………

　It was past eleven o'clock, Chen Ziqi yawned, looked at the bustling barbecue stall next door, and then looked at the empty shop at home, pouted, and muttered, "What's delicious about barbecue, these people really I don’t know the goods, how good our noodles are.”

　Chen Xu, who was sitting at the door looking at his mobile phone, raised his head, breathed out on his palms, and said, "It's too cold today, let's close the stall early."

　Chen Ziqi shook her head, "No, we're only 50 yuan away and we'll be able to pay back. If the opening is later, there must be people coming."

　While talking, a man walked in.

　"Let's see." Chen Ziqi jumped up suddenly, "Hello, what do you want to eat?"

　The man is about 30 years old, with a round face and a tightly wrapped body.He glanced at the small blackboard and said, "Give me a bowl of fresh meat noodles."

　"Okay, wait a minute." Chen Ziqi smiled sweetly, and ran to the kitchen to wait.

　After a while, she came out with noodles, "Please use your noodles slowly."

　The man looked at the bowl of noodles, and Chen Ziqi beside him could tell from his expression that this must be a very picky customer.

　The man watched for a few seconds before he picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of noodles, and refused to eat. After observing for a second or two, the chopsticks gently squeezed the noodles and broke them.

　He put down his chopsticks, picked up the bowl, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, then brought it to his mouth, and took a sip of the soup.

　He closed his eyes, as if recalling, the expression on his face, which he didn't care about at first, changed obviously.

　Chen Ziqi next to him was stunned. What's going on?

　It's not here to find trouble, is it?

　"boss."

　The man opened his eyes, the light was a bit scary, he put down the bowl and yelled loudly.

　"What do you want to do?"

　Chen Ziqi had already regarded him as a troublemaker, with a vigilant look on his face.

　The man said angrily, "Pack me fifty copies of this noodle and take it away."

　"what?"

　Chen Ziqi's expression was dull.

　Package, fifty copies?

　Am I right?

　Here, what's the situation?

　PS: Before I know it, this book has 20 words, let’s talk about my thoughts.

　It has been many years since I wrote the book, and I have been thinking about what I lack the most.In terms of writing skills, at least in the area of ​​online writing, I think I am qualified.Now looking back at the gate of the plane written a few years ago, the text is not bad.

　In fact, every time I write a book, I feel that I have gained something.I found that my biggest problem lies in the rhythm.In the few books I have written, there is actually no real main line, and there are major problems in the rhythm of each book.

　The gate of the first plane, the highest/tide is when the protagonist wins the [-]-meter championship.At that time, it was almost on the shelf, and I originally wanted to write this plot during the time it was on the shelf, but unfortunately, I couldn't stick to my own photoshoot, so I moved ahead of time.After this climax, I found that there were fewer people following it, and I became anxious, and the writing later was a bit broken.

　In the second book, The Life of a Winner, the turning point was when the protagonist established a relationship with Miao Xiuxiu. Too many readers responded that they liked this character.I still couldn't stick to my own ideas, and let the protagonist establish a relationship with her, which completely messed up my outline.Crashed again.

　The third book is not on the shelves, so I won’t talk about it.For the fourth book in another world, I insisted on my own ideas, but unfortunately, this subject matter had inherent flaws, so it eventually collapsed.

　This book, at the beginning, was tepid, but at the end of the first dream, recommendation tickets, rewards, all kinds of explosions.I was stunned.

　Also during that time, I thought a lot.I finally understood where my problem was.I am too inflated. When I wrote a big climax, the data soared. I hope to maintain this soaring state. I hope that every chapter will have such a response. In the end, I took the wrong path and opened my mind. .Finally crashed.

　Back to this book, the first dream was written so well, everyone hopes that I will maintain this level in the future.After careful consideration, I found it impossible.

　I started to conceive the first dream years ago, and it took a few months. At that time, I wrote a paragraph, and I felt that it was not right. I could put it away for a while, and read it again after two days. When I felt it, I continued. write down.Halfway through the writing, I felt that the heroine had deviated, so I deleted a few chapters and re-wrote.

　But now, there is no such condition at all. Before it was put on the shelves, two or four thousand words a day could not be stopped at all.After it is put on the shelf, at least six thousand words are required, and the task is even heavier.With such intensity, if I could maintain the level of the first dream, I would already be platinum, so I still need to struggle like this?

　Thinking of this, my mind calmed down.I also have some insights into the rhythm.