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The food is served. What you eat at Zhengtai Restaurant is history. It is an old restaurant dating back to the 1970s and 1980s. It is now a state-owned restaurant with a rich heritage.

The food was cooked quite well and tasted very good.

Mr. Liang smiled and said, "What Mr. Liu said makes sense. If you want to run a business, you have to run a century-old business."

Mr. Gao asked again, "Mr. Li, are we going to increase our varieties, or will we just stick with the current few?"

"Yes, we will have new T-shirts, shirts, jackets, pants, and hats. We will discuss the details later. In short, there will be new requirements for quantity, variety, and style. Everyone, be prepared. If you can't afford full-time workers, you can contact more part-time workers. Once there is an order, we can start production immediately."

The three CEOs nodded in unison: "Boss Liu, Boss Li, don't worry about production. As long as the money is in place, the sewing machines will be scrapped."

In fact, all three are small factories, even smaller than the Damei Garment Factory. Each employs only about 150 to 160 people, but they implement piece-rate wages. There are no major problems, but minor defects are constant. However, their production capacity is very strong, and they often work in two shifts, producing day and night.

To this end, Li Damei took the initiative to raise the price and asked them to do better.

After all, low-end products are just street goods. They are fine for making a quick buck, but not if you really want long-term development. You must establish a quality concept.

Two days later, Liu Xia Lian and Li Damei returned to the provincial capital, and Li Damei went directly back to the county town.

Liu Xia Lian and Daya came to their own Baishan Sichuan restaurant. It was lunchtime when they arrived, and there were actually many people queuing in the lobby on the first floor.

Liu Xia Lian walked straight in, but was stopped by a young man.

"Hey, hey, hey, lady, what are you doing?"

Liu Xia Lian didn't understand what was going on: "You, what's wrong?"

"Queue up, everyone is queuing here."

"You misunderstood. I'm not trying to cut in line. I work in this store and I'm going to the kitchen to check things out, not to eat."

The young man scratched his head awkwardly: "Okay, sorry."

Liu Xialian went in and took a look around. The third floor, second floor, and first floor were all full. Sichuan cuisine and hot pot were very popular.

Among them, mutton hotpot, venison hotpot and roe deer hotpot are very popular.

Many people order the stir-fried spicy wild boar meat and chili pork slices, and dozens of servings are sold every day.

There is also Lao Sun’s famous dish, spicy boiled fish, which is cooked quite well. Although it is expensive, there are still a large number of diners who order it. They are not afraid of the price, they just want it to taste good.

Liu Xialian went to the accountant to check the accounts. The turnover the day before yesterday was over 1,800, and yesterday it was over 1,700. In particular, the turnover rate was relatively high. Compared with the turnover of Tieguodun and Linyi Fried Chicken, which were 400 to 500 higher than the stores of the same size, this turnover was quite impressive.

It was too busy at this time, so Liu Xia Lian didn't make trouble and went to the boiler factory store as soon as she went out. Xu Shiba was used to working there. After all, as a person from Northeast China, he still liked Northeast iron pot stew.

Xu Shiba was drinking tea in the office and apparently had nothing to worry about today.

"Xia Lian, why are you here? Have you finished your meal?"

"No, Daya and I just got off the train. We can just ask Ganzi to cook a big goose in an iron pot."

"Okay, I'll arrange it."

Liu Xia Lian then said to Xu Shiba: "During this period of time, arrange for each store to stock up more tables. Buy as many as you can. I plan to store them for later use."

"Did you hear that the price was going to go up? I asked all the stores to stock up on over a hundred bottles, but when I asked, I learned that the increase wouldn't be that big. The price of snacks went from 10.5 yuan to 11.8 yuan. The wholesale price went from 9.5 yuan to 10 yuan, so a 50-cent difference per bottle isn't necessary."

"It's necessary, it's necessary, I need it. Brother Xu, please arrange it. Feitiantaizi, each store should leave me 50 bottles every month. Remember to issue the receipts. I want to keep them for collection."

Xu Shiba naturally does not have the vision of a time traveler like Liu Xia Lian. In his opinion, the price of the platform will increase, but how much can it increase?

This time I went to Shimen Village and got more than 1.4 million yuan. I gave 400,000 yuan to Tian Dajie to buy a cow, and 30,000 yuan to Li Damei to support her in buying a three-bedroom apartment in the provincial capital, so that she would not have to live with her mother-in-law, which would cause quarrels.

The remaining hundreds of thousands of dollars were planned to be invested in Damei Clothing Store. Since there were no places to buy storefronts in many prosperous locations suitable for opening stores, Liu Xia Lian agreed with Li Damei's idea of ​​renting a house to open a store. From now until next year, the store would be expanded to sixty or seventy stores.

Damei Clothing Store also set up an operations department, which is specifically responsible for opening new stores, saving Li Damei the tedious task of personally taking care of everything.

The hundreds of thousands of dollars in hand must be spent. You know, the more you spend, the more money you have. Liu Xia Lian has a limited level of education. After all, she only graduated from junior high school. She doesn't have any good ideas. All she can think of and recognize is to hoard some things that will appreciate in value. The table is naturally the first choice.

Although gold will appreciate in value, it is not easy to buy gold. There is no such convenient platform.

Xu Shiba used an abacus and clattered around. Each store was 500 square meters, and with so many stores, it would be about 500 bottles a month, which would cost about 5,000 yuan.

"Xia Lian, you are not short of money. I see that my colleagues who run restaurants often need to go to the bank to get money for circulation. I don't think you are short of money."

"I haven't touched a cent of the net profit in the hotel accounts."

Xu Shiba was shocked. Liu Xia Lian's strength was really limitless. She was really a rich person. At the same time, he also felt fortunate that he, an ordinary farmer, could become the boss of a catering company. He really met a mentor. Although he was very tired sometimes and wanted to give up, he finally persisted and succeeded.

However, due to the large number of projects launched recently, Liu Xia Lian also felt that there were gradually more things to do.

When Damei left just now, she asked Liu Xia Lian to go to the Eurasia Department Store to see the market response to Damei's down jackets. They rented a 20-square-meter space in the mall to sell down jackets. Unexpectedly, the business was so booming. She, the boss behind the scenes, needed to come and see if there were any problems and make timely improvements if there were any unreasonable aspects to avoid delaying important matters.

Liu Xia Lian and Daya had a delicious meal of stewed goose in an iron pot, wiped the oil off their mouths, and drove to the Eurasia Department Store.

This is one of the oldest department stores in the provincial capital, with a history of over a hundred years. It was said to have been opened by a Chinese from Daxiong country and later became a state-owned enterprise.

Liu Xia Lian and Daya came to the department store happily. As soon as they came in, they saw a constant flow of people. The customers coming and going had joy on their faces.

There are five floors in total, and escalators are installed.

At the escalator entrance on the second floor, a father in his thirties came up with a little boy of six or seven years old.

The little boy was very naughty and ran around everywhere. His father was chasing him. Suddenly, a tall and strong bear man blocked his way and said in a blunt voice: "No passage."