Quick Travel: Love will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword

Zhang Luojia's fried chicken shop opened as scheduled, costing four to five thousand. Li Ran usually got off school at 11:30, so after delivering it to Li Ran at around 7 o'clock in the morning, she went directly to the shop and started preparations. The chicken legs, chicken nuggets, chicken chops, and chicken racks that had been marinated in advance were put into the freezer one by one. I cooked a large pot of sour plum soup, bottled it, and put it in the refrigerator. At around 10:30, I started frying the food. The aroma of the fried chicken was overflowing, attracting passers-by and people. The shopkeepers next door came to watch.

"What is this? You can eat it fried, what a waste of oil." An old lady swallowed her saliva and said with distress.

"Auntie, this is fried chicken, a foreign thing that foreigners eat. It's not as delicious as theirs, but it's also cheaper." Zhang Luojia took a large piece of chicken cutlet and cut it into small pieces, forked a piece and handed it to She said, "Nowadays, children have less energy and water. Now they are under a lot of pressure to study in junior high school. They need to eat something good to replenish their health."

The old lady took it and took a bite, her eyes lit up: "Yeah! It's delicious."

Passers-by smelled the fragrance and came up to ask for it. Zhang Luojia was not stingy. After everyone tasted one piece, he waited for everyone to speak.

"Oh, it's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. I've never eaten it this way! It's expensive." A man in his forties wanted to take another piece. "I have another piece, but I can't even taste it."

Zhang Luojia smiled and said, "Brother, just buy some and give it to your family to try. I am a small business and there is a tasting event just after opening today." Pointing to the price list on the side, everyone looked up.

Hey!

"It's really not cheap. A chicken drumstick costs two yuan, and a chicken wing costs one yuan. What's that hamburger? Three yuan and a half? A whole chicken is less than five yuan. You are trying to steal the money!" said a fat man with big ears. The woman then said, "Isn't this thing just about passing oil? You can make it at home. Who can buy it if it's so expensive?"

Some people nodded, it's a bit expensive, otherwise you can go home and try it yourself.

Zhang Luojia didn't reply and just greeted others, "My fried chicken is secretly made. If I can fry it at home to taste like this, why would I sell it?"

People started buying them one after another. Zhang Luojia packaged them quickly and even gave them a cup of sour plum soup. At 11:30, the children got off school. They smelled the fragrance and begged the adults at home to buy it to try. Some parents knew about KFC and happily bought two pieces to try it. It tasted the same as KFC, but the price was cheaper. many.

The fried chicken restaurant soon became famous, and there was an endless stream of people queuing up every day. Li Ran would sometimes come to help, but Zhang Luojia wouldn't let her get involved easily and just studied hard.

Some people in the neighborhood are jealous and have opened a few fried chicken restaurants here and there. However, the taste is always not as good as Zhang Luojia's. Either the meat is not as good as it tastes, or the heat is not controlled properly and the fried chicken is dark and greasy. Appetite, it didn't last long before it went bankrupt.

Zhang Luojia was too busy alone, so he hired two clean-looking middle-aged women to help. They were given a salary of 300 yuan a month. Both of them were relatively efficient. Zhang Luojia taught step by step from top to bottom, and was not afraid of them stealing his lessons.

The most important thing about fried chicken is marinating, and she would never leave the ingredients to anyone else. At first, the two of them wanted to learn secretly so that they could open a fried chicken restaurant of their own when they went back. They had endless money to make, so they learned well in the store. After a few days, I felt like I had learned it, but when I went back and tried it, I found that it didn't taste like the fried chicken in the store. I gradually gave up and decided to earn this salary honestly.

As business got better and better, Zhang Luojia began to slowly expand the scale, opened four or five branches in a row, and hired specialized people to manage it. The family couldn't afford it, so they rented another factory. After making arrangements for personnel, Zhang Luojia started researching whipped cream. Nowadays, it is basically vegetable cream, and eating it is not good for people's health. After buying the fresh milk, I repeatedly purified and separated it, and after months of research, I finally came up with whipping cream. With this thing, it's easy to say, make various dessert cakes and try to sell them in the fried chicken shop first.

After being rushed by everyone, Zhang Luojia saw the opportunity and opened two more bakery and cake shops.

A year passes quickly. In this era, as long as you have money, you can still buy land. Unlike later, no matter how much money you have, you can only buy land use rights. Although he knew that this was an opportunity, Zhang Luojia did not expect to engage in real estate. Even if it was a large-scale business, the original owner Pei Xiang would not be able to control such a large situation when he returned.

It's better to earn more franchise fees and buy two more houses while the house prices are cheap now. Then the rent can be collected to support Song Xiang and his wife.

At this time, Song Gen, the brother of the original owner Song Xiang, came to the door with Song Xiang's mother!

"Third sister! I heard that you are now rich?" Song Gen looked greedily at Zhang Luojia's newly bought residence, admiring all the high-end appliances and furniture inside. My heart is burning, these are all Song Xiang's, Song Xiang's are mine! My song root is going to be developed!

Zhang Luojia looked at the two people who came uninvited, his eyes glowing green, as if everything in this family belonged to them, and he couldn't help but smile.

"I said, you girl, why are you laughing! Why don't you go and get a glass of water for me and your brother?" Mother Song said with a straight face, using the same tactics she used in the Song family, giving orders arrogantly.

"Which one of you are you talking about?" Zhang Luojia walked over and sat down, looked at the two of them and chuckled, "What kind of poor beggar comes here to fight in the autumn wind?"

Mother Song's eyes twitched, and she slapped the coffee table, "You don't even know your mother! Are you rebelling against you? Rebellion, you think? Go ahead and teach her a lesson, so that this bitch doesn't know her own surname. What!"

Song Gen was my father at home. From childhood to adulthood, his three sisters lived for him. It was not like he had never beaten them when he was at home, so they did not dare to fight back. After hearing Mother Song's words, she rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward, wanting to teach Zhang Luojia a lesson.

As soon as he walked up to Zhang Luojia and tried to pull her up, she was kicked in the chest and sent flying.

Yes, it flew out. A big man weighing 1,780 pounds flew out.

When Li Shuangjin heard the sound, he made a sound in his mouth and almost shed tears of excitement. That's right, his good days were wiped out by a punch in the chest like this. Although his brother-in-law was kicked away, he was still fine.

"Anything dares to come to my house and run wild!" Zhang Luojia flicked the non-existent dust on her shoes. It was a joke. Do you really think that she practiced the Heart Sutra in vain? Another twenty song roots wouldn't be enough for her to fight.

Song's mother screamed and went to see her. Song Gen was on the ground and kept screaming, "Song Xiang, you are a dead girl and a loser! I am your mother! How dare you deny your mother?" I also beat your brother, have you eaten up the courage of a bear and a leopard?"

"My mother? When I was beaten two years ago, when I returned to my parents' home, who told me that my married daughter would throw water away? I am just the daughter-in-law of the old Li family, not the daughter of the old Song family? I have no mother for a long time. "Zhang Luojia stood up and smiled, and said leisurely: "If I remember correctly, I don't seem to be losing money, and I let you sell it at a good price. How much did you spend raising me since I was a child? If you really want to say you are losing money, you Isn’t it the same?”

Mother Song was choked and speechless. When did this damn girl become so talkative?

Song Gen looked at the condescending Zhang Luojia. He had never been angry like this since he was a child. He struggled to get up and cursed: "I call you Third Sister to give you face. You bitch dares to kick me. I'll give you some." Look at the color.”