Chuan Shu Qi Leng: I own a department store

Ou Shaokun still held a pile of information in his arms.

Academician Sun gave it to him specially before leaving.

He took the shortest time to remember the pile of information that he had just been asked to read in the office next door, and he also had his own unique insights in some aspects. Because of this, Academician Sun valued him more and more and picked out the information from the pile of information. Picking and choosing, the most suitable one was chosen for him.

"I don't know when I will finish reading this pile of information." Ou Shaokun's face drooped, but if you look carefully, you can see his smiling eyes.

So what if it's a little bit harder and a little bit more tiring? His talent has been recognized by Academician Sun.

If he works harder, he might be able to become the youngest member of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences like Xu.

Although, his actual age is one year older than Xu Wanning.

School and the army go in two different directions, so Xu Wanning and Ou Shaokun took different buses.

But Xu Wanning did not go home directly. Instead, she went to Xujiapu Restaurant first.

It was only around three o'clock in the afternoon, after the lunch rush, but not yet dinner. It was supposed to be the freest time of the day.

But what surprised Xu Wanning was that Xu's shop was not overcrowded and full of guests, but there were still seven or eight tables of guests.

Seeing Xu Wanning come in, Dongzi hurriedly stepped forward to greet her.

The fat face was squeezed into a ball with laughter.

"Sister-in-law, you're here. Have you eaten? I'll ask the chef to prepare something for you?"

Xu Wanning shook her head: "I'm not hungry yet."

She looked at the guests who were eating.

Well, as expected, everything we eat is hot pot.

Dongzi pulled up a chair and sat next to Xu Wanning, and explained with a smile: "Sister-in-law, you don't know how popular hot pot has been since our restaurant launched it. The business can be described as booming!"

The only bad thing is that there are too few tables and mandarin duck pots specially customized for hot pot, so he can only entertain ten tables of guests at a time.

But hot pot is not like stir-fry. A meal takes at least an hour or two. Many customers can't wait and leave.

It's not that Dongzi hasn't thought about customizing a batch of tables and pots, but the area of ​​Xujiapu Restaurant is so large.

Do we need to cancel the stir-fry for the sake of profit from hot pot?

But doesn’t this violate the original intention of Xujiapu Restaurant?

Rather, it would be better to just open a hot pot restaurant!

Once this idea pops up, it can't be contained.

Dongzi geared up and asked tentatively: "Sister-in-law, do you have any ideas to open a hot pot restaurant by yourself?"

"Yes." Xu Wanning answered without hesitation.

The smile on Dongzi's face became brighter and brighter, but Xu Wanning's next words made his smile freeze instantly.

"but not now."

"Hot pot is a new thing that just popped up in Beijing. Many people come here for the novelty, but they may not really like it. So after coming here a few times, the novelty has worn off and I won't come back in a short time. If I Spend a lot of money investing in a hot pot restaurant and expect to lose money!”

"Then...when will we open the hotpot restaurant?"

Xu Wanning smiled and said: "Of course we will wait until the time is right. For example, eating hot pot has become a trend. Don't worry, that day will not be too far away."

In two or three months at most, when winter comes in Beijing, the weather will get colder and colder, and more and more people will love to eat hot pot.

"Sister-in-law, the profits of hot pot are really high. Cuifen even made an accounting with me last night. The profit of hot pot in one day is equal to the profit of two days and nearly three days of cooking. But we don't have enough tables and pots. We can make enough money every day. The number of reception tables is limited. I really can’t bear to watch the profits slip through my fingers.”

Xu Wanning looked at the guests eating hot pot and said with a smile: "This problem is easy to solve. Except for a few large round tables, the original tables will be replaced with exclusive tables for hot pot."

Dongzi's face drooped: "But there is a big hole in the hot pot table."

"Wouldn't it be better to cover it with a wooden board? When customizing the table, pick up the wooden board that was taken out and polish it smooth. When eating hot pot, take off the wooden board and replace it with a mandarin duck pot. When eating stir-fry, Just cover it with a wooden board. If you don’t think it looks good enough, can you customize a batch of tablecloths and cover it?”

At worst, wash the tablecloths frequently and give the waiters who wash the tablecloths a raise.

The net profit from two or three tables of hot pot is enough to cover this expense.

In this way, wouldn't it solve the problem that Dongzi was melancholy about?

Dongzi almost applauded Xu Wanning.

"Sister-in-law, how on earth did you come up with such a good idea!"

Xu Wanning smiled: "You are just trapped by a fixed mindset."

"By the way, how's Chef Yu's tofu doing?"

"It's delicious, it's delicious!" Dongzi said with a smile: "Chef Yu is very good at making tofu. The tender tofu melts in your mouth, and the northern tofu doesn't have a beany smell. It also has tofu skin and dried tofu, which are cooked in Everything in the hot pot is delicious!”

However, the yield of soybeans is not high enough, so the supply of tofu is small.

But the price of a plate of old tofu and a plate of tender tofu is almost as much as a plate of pork belly.

Even though the price is expensive, there is still an endless stream of people eating.

"Go to the kitchen and see if there are any leftover soy products. I want to taste them."

"Okay! Sister-in-law, wait for me."

Soon, Dongzi and Cuifen came out with several plates.

Soft tofu, northern tofu, tofu skin, dried tofu.

Just these four kinds.

"Gone?"

Chef Yu smiled sheepishly: "I have only made these four kinds so far. In fact, I can also make vegetarian chicken and fried bean skin, but the soybean inventory accumulated in our restaurant is really too small, and the fried bean skin needs to be used." There are too many oils, and it’s not cost-effective no matter how you calculate them, so together with Manager Su, we only made these four types.”

"Can you make tofu puffs?"

"The little boss asked, is it sweet or savory?"

"It doesn't matter whether it's sweet or salty, what's important is the tofu itself."

Chef Yu nodded: "Yes, of course I will! But hot pot with tofu brain is not as delicious as soft tofu, so I didn't make it."

"Actually, I also made Douzhier, but except for Lao Zhang and Lao Yang, no one else could accept the taste of Douzhier."

Including Xuehua, several natives of Beijing.

When Xu Wanning thought about the taste of bean juice, she instinctively began to feel nauseated.

She can't accept it either.

But as a specialty snack in Beijing, Douzhier still has a large audience.

Xu Wanning's fingers tapped on the table. After a long while, she said: "I will find a way to send some soybeans in the next two days. You can add vegetarian chicken, yuba and fried bean skin to the menu. In addition, soy milk and Soybean juice is prepared, both are given as gifts, it’s up to the guests to choose whether to drink soybean milk or soybean juice.”