Reborn natural timid

Having been busy with the peak wedding season in May, Fan's Herbal Cuisine has gained a reputation in City B, and there is an endless stream of guests every day, tourist groups who come to travel, famous locals, even ordinary people who don't have much money in their pockets. People come to the meeting to try something new.The order for the wedding banquet was booked for November.

A lot of restaurants and medicated food shops opened on the whole street for a while, and even the yard next door was rented out. It is said that a medicated food shop is going to be opened, and it is being renovated.

The thin man couldn't sit still looking at these. There are ten shops on a street and six of them are restaurants. There are also small travel agencies who covet the cheap dishes and high rebates of other restaurants to bring customers to other places to eat.In particular, a medicated food restaurant opened across the door, and the tweeter was blah, and the street was full of discounts for three days, eating and drinking for nothing.Many old customers of Fan's Herbal Food Shop went to join in the fun. Although the business was not bleak, it was not as good as before.

During the rest of the afternoon, the thin man took Fan Jie to the street, pointed to a row of restaurants and said, "There are so many restaurants, and the dishes are all similar to ours. Which one is more outrageous and directly copied our menu?" , the ingredients are the same, and the price of the Drunken Chicken dish is only half of ours."

Seeing that Fan Jie was silent, the thin man lowered his voice and said, "I heard that the decoration of the house next door is similar to ours. If they keep doing this, you have to think of a way, or we will lower the price."

Fan Jie raised his eyebrows. The drunken chicken sells for 40 yuan. Broiler chickens and medicinal materials are all things he raises in the space. Needless to say, the quality, he carefully selects the seasonings. There are some profits, but I really don't know what the other party will stuff in.

Besides the decoration, even if it is the same as their home, it will not be able to hang the brand of "Fanjia Medicinal Cuisine". down.

Once the sales promotion starts, Fanjie is sure to fight the price war. Many raw materials do not require capital, and other companies cannot compare, but in the end, they can only lower their own status.Several medicated food restaurants target different customers, and there is no need to ruin their reputation for petty profits.

Fan Jie and the thin man explained for a while, naturally concealing the material, the thin man also nodded, the popularity of this restaurant is accumulated little by little, as long as his standard does not drop, the menu refurbishment business will not be bad.

Fan Jie looked at the restaurants on this street with some worry, and turned back to the shop.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, lunch was already past, and dinner hadn't officially started yet. Most of the waiters were resting in the spare boxes, and there were a few regular customers sitting in the hall, listening to Fan Guoqi playing the erhu.

Chinese restaurants generally don’t serve afternoon tea, but this service is only available in western restaurants. Tea and pastries are provided before [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m.

Fan Jie's medicated food shop provides afternoon tea service. At the birthday banquet of Mr. Zhou, he and the thin man found that there were a lot of Chinese snacks, and the medicated snacks made with medicinal materials were more varied than cakes and biscuits.

Fan Jie specially invited a master to do the white case, mille-feuille, yam rolls, rose sauce buns, custard buns, etc. The small snacks are not big, one bite at a time, the ingredients are good, the skin is thin and the filling is rich, and a pot of fragrant tea It is not expensive with several snacks, and it costs 10 yuan for three or five people to spend an afternoon.It's not like moving away when some old people come and sit down. Three or five old friends play chess together and chat with each other comfortably.

The thin man went back to the room to rest, and Fan Jie went straight to the yard. He liked the fountain, the gurgling water was endless.

He was looking at the fountain, and when he turned sideways, he saw a man in a suit sitting behind the fountain, drinking tea by himself.

The man was about 40 years old. Although the wrinkles around his eyes showed his age, he still couldn't hide his aura. He was wearing a gray suit with a punch, and the style of clothes was definitely not available in City B. Nested in a rattan chair and reading a book, a pot of scented tea and several plates of Chinese dim sum are placed on the small rattan table.

The man seemed to be aware of Fan Jie's gaze, raised his head and glanced at Fan Jie, then lowered his head to look at the book, then suddenly raised his head to stare at Fan Jie's face, narrowing his eyes slightly, "May I ask who you are?"

Fan Jie: "My surname is Fan, the owner of this store, hello, this is the first time I see you here."

The man closed the book and stood up. Only then did Fan Jie realize that the man was tall, with broad shoulders, and there were a few silver strands in his black hair, with a bit of arrogance.

The man stretched out his hand: "My surname is Tang, hello. I didn't expect the owner of this store to be so young."

Fan Jie shook hands with the man with a dry smile, and the man asked Fan Jie to sit down graciously, poured a cup of tea and pushed it to Fan Jie: "I went for a walk in the afternoon and wanted to find a place to drink tea and snacks, but I didn't expect to find a place Xiao Fan, you have a good eye for places like this. Have you ever studied abroad?"

Fan Jie looked up at Mr. Tang: "No. Has Mr. Tang ever studied abroad?"

Mr. Tang looked at Fan Jie in a daze, and nodded: "Your surname is Fan, what is your full name, are you a local?"

Fan Jie shook his head: "I'm not a local, my hometown is far away from City B, my name is Fan Jie."

Mr. Tang sat up straight, his body was a little nervous, and he seemed to be holding back something, and asked casually about the snacks and dishes in the shop. Fan Jie could see that the other party seemed to be trying to get close, so he just laughed casually.

Mr. Tang finally couldn't calm down, and asked, "You are from W City, right? Your accent sounds like you're from there."

Fan Jie: "Yes, Mr. Tang has also been to City W?"

Mr. Tang's eyes dimmed, and he smiled and stroked his chin: "I went to City W when I was young. At that time... the young man left his hometown and came to City B alone. You can be young."

Fan Jie thought that you are so old-fashioned no matter how old you are, no wonder your hair is gray.

The two of them were chatting there when they heard someone shouting from behind: "Tang Qiuzi, you came here to drink tea without saying hello when you came back."

Mr. Tang didn't turn his head back, his face became a bit cold, "Why are you here?"

Fan Jie stood up quickly: "Uncle Chamber...Brother."

It was Brother Qian who was wearing a wig.

Brother Qian was immediately amused, "Why are you respecting me? You are descended from Xiao Jing." After he finished speaking, he didn't invite himself to sit down, and picked up the teapot to drink tea.

Mr. Tang looked a little displeased, "Did I let you sit?"

Brother Qian put down the teapot, "This store is not bad, you are very capable, Fanfan, and the business is good. Tang Qiu... Tang's second child has become a success! I didn't come to find you, I came to find Fanfan."

Mr. Tang snorted, turned sideways and continued to read his book, and did not intend to leave.

Brother Qian looked around and touched his big bald head: "You are not bad here. I have a business here and I want to talk to you. You saw it last year. My store in the city center is not bad."

Fan Jie nodded, "Brother Qian's store is located in a good location, and the decoration is elegant. I heard that your store is crowded with 'Beiyiju' and is about to close."

Brother Qian laughed, but touched his bald head after seeing Mr. Tang's eyes: "Well, I think we are not as good as a joint venture."

The store that Brother Qian visited was 'Yuyuan' in City B, which is as famous as 'Northern House'. The price of Yiju's shopping for three months has dragged down 'North Yiju', and now there is only one plaque left for the century-old brand.

Those who work in the catering industry more or less know the identity of the other party. Brother Qian is a straightforward person, but it is not easy to get close to him in Fang Jing's words.No one knows what Brother Qian did before, not even Fang Jing, but how Brother Qian got his fortune has been rumored in the industry for a long time. This person has a background and a strong background. Backing up is a mystery.

Most of the restaurants in City B are jealous of Brother Qian, so Fan Jie naturally avoids him, but today Brother Qian came to the door and said that he wanted to join forces, Fan Jie felt that something was not right.

To put it bluntly, the joint venture is the merger of the two stores, which is less attractive to Brother Qian than the capital Fan Jie's family business.

Brother Qian: "I bought the yard next door. If you agree to a joint venture, we can break through the walls of the yard, which will be convenient, so you can rest assured that your signboard of 'Fan's Herbal Cuisine' will still be displayed."

Fan Jie: "Brother Qian, are you going to buy my store, or let my store join your 'Royal Garden'?"

Brother Qian laughed loudly, "You can only talk about business if you are refreshing, Mr. Tang, can you avoid it when we talk about business?"

Mr. Tang picked up his teacup and glanced at Brother Qian, "Isn't this your store, and you're driving away customers?"

Brother Qian quickly waved his hand: "Where is it, why don't we go in and talk about it? I brought the contract with me, so we can sign it immediately after we talk about it."

Fan Jie stood up: "Brother Qian, this matter is a big one. I discuss it with others. I am not the only one who has the final say on this store."

Brother Qian stood up and glanced at Fan Jie, and said with a half smile, "Success, think about it."

Mr. Tang watched Brother Qian leave, and didn't stand up to see him off, but just sat on the spot and continued to drink tea with a teacup.

Fan Jie took a deep breath and clenched his fists. It's just sitting at home and causing trouble, which makes people jealous. Now that the bully has come to the house, he said in front of his guests that he wants to 'jointly operate'. What kind of joke are you talking about? It's hard to bully him when he's still so weak.

Mr. Tang: "What, are you angry? Qian Hu, hum. How did you meet him?"

Fan Jie: "A friend of mine knows him, just met him once."

Mr. Tang raised his eyebrows: "A tree is more beautiful than a forest, and the wind will push it away."

Fan Jie laughed dryly: "Mr. Tang, I know what you mean, I'm sorry, I have something to do after you sit down."

Mr. Tang nodded and frowned looking at Fan Jie's back. After a while, the waiter brought a pot of scented tea and a plate of crystal clear buns, saying that the boss invited them.

Mr. Tang smiled faintly, this kid is quite good at doing business, he picked up the teacup, he just sniffed it, then stood up, the tea spilled all over without realizing it, looked at the place where Fan Jie left, and slowly sat back In the chair, he leaned his head on the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and rubbed the space between his brows.

Fan Jie went straight to the thin man's room, and asked Fan Guoqi to come over. The three of them summed it up. The person surnamed Qian came here on an ultimatum. He opened a shop next door to their house. The decoration was the same as theirs, but Brother Qian was not short of money, no It seems that they are planning to use it, and when the time comes, the store will overwhelm them in momentum.

However, Fan Jie would be the first to refuse to agree to a joint venture.It cost half their life to open this shop, which is not the same concept as the small shop in their hometown.

Fan Jie clenched his fists, various thoughts kept flashing through his mind, Fan Guoqi said: "Why don't you discuss it with Xiaofang."

Fan Jie shook his head: "Uncle, Fang Jing is preparing his graduation thesis, how can we distract him, and besides, we have caused a lot of trouble for others, we will solve this matter ourselves."

The thin man asked: "You have a good idea"

Fan Jie: "Brother Qian, doesn't he have a store in the city center? This is the branch store. He came late. We have established a firm foothold on this street for a while. 'Bei Yiju' was dragged down by him, I guess if he came over, he would use that trick to drag us down."

Fan Guoqi shook his head: "When doing business, you are afraid of being independent, and those who bully and dominate the market, we are foreigners again, hey."

Fan Jie smiled: "Uncle, there is still a way. 'Beiyiju' is just opposite his shop. If it really can't continue to operate, it will either close or subcontract. Let's pick it up."

Thin man: "Huh? This store has been sold out, so why not open it?"

Fan Jie explained that only when he is strong can others dare not easily move his mind.Their current predicament is that the store is small, and they will not have to worry about food if they keep this store, but it will be hard to say in the future. "Beiyiju" will change hands now, and they will pick it up. Not only will they open a branch, but they can also own it. The resources of Beiyiju, besides, they are not taking advantage of the fire, if 'Beiyiju' is to be sold, I am afraid that they will not sell it to Brother Qian easily, and Brother Qian will not take advantage of their store.

Several people discussed it, and took out the money in their own hands. There were all kinds of money including private house money, which was four to five million yuan. They made a total of 50 and prepared to go to 'Bei Yiju' to inquire about it.