Was fired and opened a gourmet food store

"Okay, no problem."

Faced with Fang Ming's request, Xu Ziqi agreed without hesitation.

Anyway, it was nothing, just a banquet. For him who had two major skills and a living recipe of Cantonese cuisine, it was a piece of cake.

Besides, the other party was also an acquaintance, it was just a small favor, so he would help if he could.

When Fang Ming saw Xu Ziqi so happy, his eyes began to flicker, and he couldn't help but stand up, and then said gratefully: "Thank you, Ziqi."

The incident happened suddenly, and he really didn't know where to find a chef to take over. Xu Ziqi agreed to help him, which was simply a timely help.

"It's okay." Xu Ziqi waved his hand, motioning him to sit down, and then asked: "How many tables are you going to host here?"

"100 tables." After sitting down and calming down his excitement, Fang Ming replied: "The standard for one table is about 1,000 yuan."

Xu Ziqi nodded.

It's just a banquet of 100 tables. The workload is not bad and can be handled.

However, in their village, 100 tables are considered a lot of banquets, usually only 50 tables, and in most cases only 500 yuan per table.

Fang Ming has doubled the standard of this banquet, which can be considered very thoughtful.

"By the way, how much do you charge here?" Fang Ming continued to ask. The previous chef's work fee was 500 yuan a day. I wonder how it is here with Xu Ziqi.

"We are all friends, forget it, just do you a favor." Xu Ziqi replied with a smile. The work fee for this kind of banquet would not be very high. For him now, it is really a bit unworthy.

"No." Fang Ming shook his head. "No matter what, you still have to pay. I can't let you work for nothing. Just tell me directly. Don't be polite with me."

Xu Ziqi saw Fang Ming's determination and didn't insist. After a little thought, he asked, "How much did you pay the chef before?"

"That chef was 500 yuan a day."

"Then 500." Xu Ziqi smiled. He remembered that Fang Ming had said before that it cost a lot of money to hold this banquet. It's not good to add burden to him. Just follow the normal price.

After all, we are all ordinary people. According to Wu Jianshe's standard, one table of banquets and one house, how can ordinary people afford it?

Fang Ming saw Xu Ziqi's calm look and knew that he didn't care about these, but he still asked him to add a little. Xu Ziqi insisted that it would be fine to pay normally.

Fang Ming could only agree in the end, but he also made up his mind. When he gave the money at the end, he gave more money, which also represented his heart.

After all, for Xu Ziqi, this might be just an ordinary banquet, but for him, it is indeed of great significance.

The two chatted about some details of the banquet. Xu Ziqi glanced at the time and it was already 2:30 in the afternoon.

Since 100 tables of banquets had to be prepared the next day, and each table had 12 dishes, and eating in the village was different from doing business in the store, more than ten or twenty tables of dishes had to be prepared at once, so he must prepare in advance.

So Xu Ziqi suggested to hurry up and go buy vegetables now. After buying vegetables, he had to spend time to deal with them.

"Do you have a car ready for buying vegetables?" Xu Ziqi asked after walking out of the restaurant.

He did know some delivery drivers, and if Fang Ming didn't have them, he could call someone to come.

Fang Ming nodded, "Yes, I called a kid in the village, Xiaofei, do you remember him? He will drive over in a while and take us to buy vegetables."

Xu Ziqi nodded, and waited for a while with Fang Ming on the roadside. A large truck drove to the roadside, and a thin young man with a pot-covered hair got off the car. He was dressed very energetically.

"Brother Ming, the car is ready, shall we set off now?"

The yellow-haired young man said to Fang Ming, and then looked at Xu Ziqi again, with doubts in his eyes. He felt a little familiar, but couldn't remember it for a while.

"You don't remember me, right?"

Seeing the person coming, Xu Ziqi smiled, walked over to hug his head, rubbed his hair and said, "I am your brother Qi, why don't you call someone quickly."

"Qi, brother Qi." The young man shouted honestly, and at the same time remembered it, and smiled innocently.

When I was a child, I often followed this brother Qi and brother Ming, and we were good friends.

Then Fang Ming took out a cigarette box and passed it to Xu Ziqi, who also took it. The three of them smoked and chatted for a while, then got in the car.

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