Chuan Shu Qi Leng: I own a department store

"You can only choose four."

Her main focus is Xu Xu Tuzhi. What's the point of a one-shot deal?

Boss Sun wanted to say something more to persuade Xu Wanning to change his mind, but the other party just smiled and shook his head from beginning to end.

He looks easy to talk to, but in fact it's hard to impress.

Helpless, Boss Sun sighed: "Then let's have shredded pork with Beijing sauce, couple's lung slices, braised squab and blanched dried shredded pork."

They don't have many dishes at Quanfu Restaurant, they are basically the ones that people in Beijing usually like to eat. Some people come from other places and are not used to the food that people in Beijing like, so they find it difficult to order.

Now he has a variety of cuisines. Although there is only one dish, doesn't it make it more popular?

"By the way, isn't there any Hunan cuisine?"

"Wait for next time."

Xu Wanning looked at Factory Manager Zhang again: "Let's talk about our cooperation next."

This time, Xu Wanning sold three pastry recipes to Limin Food Factory, each recipe cost 600 yuan, totaling 800 yuan.

Four recipes were sold to Quan Fulou, including shredded pork with Beijing sauce and blanched dried shreds for 200 yuan, couple's lung slices and braised squab for [-] yuan, for a total of [-] yuan.

She bought a total of 5000 yuan from this trip.

"By the way, Wanning, do you have any canned yellow peaches at your place?"

"Yes, Boss Sun, do you need some more?"

Previously, Xu Wanning wanted Boss Sun to help sell canned yellow peaches in Quanfu Building, which would somewhat alleviate the backlog of inventory.

Later, Boss Sun decisively purchased a batch of canned yellow peaches in his own name.

Xu Wanning gave him one dollar and a can, and Boss Sun would bear the transportation costs himself.

In total, Boss Sun's cost was between two and a half to three yuan.

He simply added canned yellow peaches to the menu and sold them for six dollars.

Unexpectedly, the sales volume was very good. He bought a hundred cans before and they were sold out in a few days.

"I'll buy another two...no, three hundred cans at the previous price."

He originally wanted to order [-] cans at a time, but Wan Ning said that this stuff has a shelf life and cannot be stored for too long, lest diners eat it.

To sum up, three hundred cans is the most suitable.

"No problem. I'll contact our factory director when I get back later. I'll ship it the old way."

After teaching the employees of the food factory and the chef of Quanfu Building, Xu Wanning left with a huge sum of money.

5000 yuan is not a small amount of money in this era, but it just sounds like a lot. Compared with the big things she will do in the future, it is still a drop in the bucket.

Just selling recipes and formulas is not an option. After all, the food factory and Quanfulou can only eat so much.

She also had to think of other ways to make money.

Xu Wanning was walking aimlessly on the street with her thoughts on her mind.

Suddenly I heard my name.

Her thoughts immediately came back, and she looked warily to the other side of the road, where she saw Zhang Wenting walking hand in hand with two girls she didn't know, and they were talking about her.

"Then Miss Xu's asking for money again? Can't you? I heard that the man she married is quite capable, and with the help of the Xu family, she won't be short of money."

"Who knows?" Zhang Wenting curled her lips: "Isn't it just because you and I exchanged places to go to the countryside? It's simply too much to ask me for money again and again!"

"That's right! In the past, in the countryside, she only had to give her a little if the conditions there were difficult. Now you know how easy her life is, how can she still have the nerve to lick her face and ask you for money?"

The voices of these three girls were loud, and Xu Wanning could hear them clearly.

"Zhang Wenting."

Unable to bear it, Xu Wanning had no choice but to stop him.

"It's you again." Zhang Wenting gritted her teeth secretly: "Obviously we just met yesterday, why do you have the nerve to ask me for money again?"

"Yes, I also want to know why I asked you for money again." Xu Wanning stretched out her hand in front of Zhang Wenting: "Where is the evidence? You keep saying that I asked you for money, there must be a proof, right? Otherwise, you can go up and down What should I do if my lips touch and I am wronged?”

Having said that, Xu Wanning actually knew in her heart that Zhang Wenting would not "unjustly accuse" her.

After all, the Zhang family and the Xu family have a good relationship and often move around. In addition, Zhang Wenting likes her second brother and knows that the Xu family dotes on her. There is no need to use such easily exposed lies to slander her reputation.

Xu Wanning just wanted to know what kind of trouble was behind this.

"The voucher, right? I'll show it to you right now."

Zhang Wenting took out a letter from her satchel.

"This is the letter that was just delivered to me this morning. Take a good look at it yourself."

The envelope had been opened, and Xu Wanning opened it. Sure enough, the entire letter was narrated in her own voice.

The letter described how miserable his life in Dajiang Village was. He could not even support himself, but also had to support two children and a physically disabled mother-in-law. Every day he was in the stage of seeking death and survival.

Throughout the article, he complained about his current situation, and also vaguely mentioned that if he had not gone to Heishui River, but to Yi Province, at least he would be close to home, and life would not be so difficult.

"Although it doesn't explicitly ask for money, doesn't it imply that I will give you money? Xu Wanning, just once or twice. In the past eight years, I have received a letter every few months, It’s too much.”

"You mean, you have many more letters like this."

"Otherwise?" Zhang Wenting stared at her: "Almost every year, I have to collect three or five times. Although I am favored at home, the money sent to me by my family is numerous. I also want to live a good life, but For you, I have to save money and save money to give it to you."

"I know that you and I both grew up pampered. You will definitely not be used to it if you go to such a remote place in the Black Province. So even if I eat less refined food myself, I still have to save some money for you. But you can't be too That’s too much, look at how you are doing worse than me now, why are you still asking me for money?”

Later, Zhang Wenting became more and more aggrieved as she spoke.

She is in Yi Province, and her family sends her 20 yuan in checks every month. She doesn't want to work in the fields, so she only needs to earn the most basic centimeters. The food distributed in the village can barely make ends meet, but it is all coarse grains.

She didn't want to eat coarse grains that would make her throat sore, so every month she ate the money she received from her family in exchange for fine grains.

What's more, sometimes I want to buy new clothes, new shoes, and cream for my face.

There is simply no remainder.

Every month when Xu Wanning sent a letter, she had no food to eat.

"Every time you send a letter, I will send you a check for 20 yuan, or I will give you 30 yuan without a check. It is more than 100 yuan in a year, right? In the past eight years, it has been almost a thousand yuan less. Got it!"

It is indeed not a small amount.

Xu Wanning looked at the familiar notes on the letter paper and asked Zhang Wenting: "If I said that this letter was not written by me, would you believe it?"