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Ye Linyun was very depressed for a few days.

Long Dingchuan came back that day like a dream, if it wasn't for the marks on his neck that reminded him, Ye Linyun almost forgot to eat the snack before going to bed.

Seeing that the sky is getting colder day by day, the idea of ​​hot pot is boiling in my mind.

At three poles in the sun, Ye Linyun got into the carriage to "go to Beijing for roasting". Lin Cong really loved this business, and worked with the cook to develop many new varieties.

Later, with the suggestion and support of Yue Xiujun, a branch was opened, and there were also stir-fried dishes in the store, which was more complete.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Lin Cong came out to greet him: "Rin Yun, come over and try it, we have a new dish."

Although he has lost weight for a long time, Lin Cong sometimes unconsciously regards himself as a fat man, walking over in small steps with a smile on his face.

Resting on the body of a thin beauty, it looks like a weak willow supporting the wind.

"Okay, I'll have this for lunch." The two went upstairs to the box and chatted as they walked.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Cong went downstairs again and took out the account book and handed it to him: "This is the turnover and profit of the past three months, please take a look."

It was originally a two-person business, except for a barbecue suggestion in the early stage, he did nothing else. The later expansion was completed by Lin Cong alone. He grew up in a business pile, and Mr. Lin has an instinct for business. .

"I came here today mainly to open a new store." Ye Linyun is not interested in doing business, he just wants to move the familiar food to this dynasty, so that he can feel more secure or integrated.

Lin Cong asked with watery eyes: "What store? Now there are two barbecues."

"It's not a barbecue, it's a hot pot restaurant."

"What hot pot?"

"Food suitable for eating in winter." It is also suitable for summer, but there is no air conditioning, and it is too hot to eat.

"Wow, it's still food? Good, good." Even though he is on a diet all the time, the nature of foodie still can't be changed. Hearing that he still eats, Lin Cong put down his chopsticks and looked at Ye Linyun enthusiastically.

Ye Linyun knew that when it came to food, there was always something to talk about, so she gave a brief introduction to hot pot.The most convenient thing about talking about food with a foodie is that he can understand by analogy.

When Ye Linyun mentioned the pot, Lin Cong immediately said: "I know, you can find a blacksmith, isn't it like an incense burner?"

After talking about the matter, Lin Cong's big eyes flashed and he said movedly: "Rin Yun, did you come up with this idea after watching me work hard on a diet?"

"Huh?" Ye Linyun wondered.Could this have anything to do with weight loss?

"Look, the barbecue is full of oil. Didn't you say that I need less oil? The hot pot is all boiled, so there is no oil, and it sounds very delicious from what you said. Isn't this just right for me?"

Looking at it this way, it really is.

Ye Linyun laughed: "It's better if you think so."

Lin Cong pursed his lips and said unhappily, "Isn't it?"

"Yes, yes, it must be, otherwise how would I have figured it out?" As long as you are happy.

Only then did Lin Cong become happy: "Then I'll go to the store. As for the seasoning you mentioned, Brother Li from the barbecue should have a solution."

Just leave everything to him, Ye Linyun clapped his hands together: "Lin Cong, do you feel that you are very good?"

"Yes." As he spoke, he still snapped his fingers, "I know I'm great even if you don't tell me. You see, one is that I am still very thin, and dieting is actually very painful. The other is that I can also make money. I Mother is happy now, three is... what is three? Anyway, I also think I am great."