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One hundred and seventieth chapters flourishing

In Lian Shouxin's eyes, Mr. Lian is a enthusiastic person. He smiled gratefully for Mr. Lian's questions.

"Dad, I'm still busy for the time being. The children are all sensible and can help you with anything. Dad, just take a break. When I really want to help, I'll tell you." Lian Shouxin said.

"Then... OK." The old man hesitated for a moment, then said nothing, and walked back to the room.

Lian Man'er and his family returned to the west wing.

"Our father seems to have something to worry about." Lian Shuixin said after realizing it.

Lian Man'er climbed onto the kang and felt that the kang was warm. Lian Man'er felt a little strange. They went to the breakfast shop before dawn, and there was no fire at all at home. How could the kang be hot?

Zhang also noticed something strange, so he turned around and went to the outer room. Only then did he realize that the ash in his stove had not completely extinguished Mars. He then opened the lid of the pot, and there was steaming water inside.

"It must be your third uncle and the others." Zhang walked back with a smile on his face, "I was afraid that the house would be cold, so I even cooked a pot of hot water for us."

You are kind to me, I am kind to you, and be kind to both of you and do one good. This is the right way for people to get along with each other. Lian Man'er sighed. After getting along with Zhou for a long time, it will really make people forget how normal people should get along with each other.

The mother and son said Lian Shuxin. Zhao and Lian Ye'er were kind, and unconsciously ignored Lian Shuxin's sigh.

"Ahem," Lian Shouxin coughed twice, attracting everyone's attention to him, and then said again, "Does our father not worry about us? I just waited for us to come back?"

"The old man is a good person. I am afraid that we will lose money in business, and I am afraid that we will not be able to be busy..." Zhang said that he was too busy, and seemed to think of something, and suddenly got stuck and didn't say anything further.

Lian Man'er's eyes rolled, and she also thought about the last time they opened a workshop, Zhou wanted He and Lian Xiu'er to work in the workshop.

Lian Man'er is not that naive. She would not think that opening a breakfast shop is simply to make breakfast and then wait for someone to buy it. For example, I wrote a contract yesterday and invited Li Zheng to have dinner with the villagers in the village. The breakfast shop they opened by themselves seems to be nothing to do with others, but in reality, this idea doesn't work. Inviting Li Zheng and the villagers in the village to come over is to gain their recognition and gain their recognition, which is equivalent to gaining the recognition of most people in the village.

In this way, even if someone wants to cause trouble, he will not only provoke Lian Shuixin's family.

I asked Mr. Lian, this was not just because of filial piety. Mr. Lian was popular in the village and had a certain prestige. Although he was a surname Gu, he was also a member of the old school of the village. He was also the eldest son of the Lian family. After communicating with him, he said that Lian Ji had received support from the entire Lian family.

Lian Man'er did not expect the Lian family to provide substantial help. As long as everyone is kind on the surface and do less small moves in secret, it is enough.

Even Shouxin looked at Zhang and the children with his expression "so that's how it is", and he also guessed what everyone was thinking now. It was a little embarrassed.

"Dad can't do that, don't think too much..." Lian Shouxin said.

"But what if that's right, if it's my mother, and his second uncle and others..." Zhang was a little worried.

Lian Man'er thought about it. She thought that Zhang's worries were reasonable. Their breakfast shops would definitely become more and more prosperous, and then there would be people who were jealous, including family members and outsiders.

It is easier for outsiders to deal with. Their shop has the support of the village and the old people. Wang Youheng cuts the ribbon for them, so it is not easy for Wang Ju to stand behind others. As long as they walk on their own and sit upright, no one in the village can do anything to them.

On the contrary, it is difficult for "family members" to deal with. The ties between blood, including Shuxin, Zhang's kindness, soft-hearted personality, and public opinion, are all irrational. If you don't handle it well, it will be very bad.

Opening a breakfast shop is different from opening a pickled cabbage workshop. In terms of human relationships, it should be more harmonious to achieve harmony and bring wealth.

"Dad, mom, if my grandparents want to get into the breakfast shop to help, don't force yourself out." Lian Man'er thought about it and said, "If it really doesn't work, let the third uncle and third uncle come."

Lian Shouli and Zhao are diligent and honest, and have the best relationship with them, and are indeed the best candidates.

"Okay, we can do the Doraba and the others." Zhang immediately agreed.

Lian Man'er smiled. The three rooms had not been separated yet, and they wanted to do not have much to do. For example, whether it was Lian Shouli or Zhao's work in the shop, the salary Zhou had to be paid. What Lian Man'er and others could do was to allow Lian Ye'er and Zhao to have enough food.

"Mom and second brother, can they agree?" Lian Shouxin showed a sad look on his face.

Lian Man'er laughed and muttered in a low voice: "The Emperor's new outfit."

"Man'er, why are you laughing at?" Lian Shouxin felt a little uncomfortable when Lian Man'er smiled.

"Nothing, I'm not laughing at." Lian Man'er said quickly.

She was smiling at Lian Shuixin. Listening to Lian Shuixin's words, she clearly understood the temperament of Zhou, Lian Shouyi and others, but he still had to hide it for them from time to time and put on a beautiful gauze dress for them. Although this gauze dress is transparent, it cannot deceive people at all.

"Dad, don't worry, they will definitely agree to the milk." Lian Man'er said, "The breakfast shop is working in the middle of the night, and those who cannot endure hardships cannot do it. Only the third uncle and his family can do it. No matter who comes to work at home and cannot take the wages themselves, the third uncle and others are willing to come, and others will not want to."

"That's why we're thinking too much." Zhang said.

No, I didn't think much about it. Not wanting to work in the shop does not mean I don't want to eat in the shop.

...

The family took a break at home for a while and had a simple supper. When it was getting dark, they came to the breakfast shop again. They wanted to prepare the things they needed to open the shop tomorrow.

Zhang and Lian Shouxin were responsible for preparing the noodle. Whether it was steamed buns or buns, they had to make noodle noodles. At this time, there was no baking powder yet, so the noodle noodles were made with noodle fat, that is, old noodles.

Old noodles are to leave a piece of the noodles every time and put them in next time to make the noodles better. This is like adding a spoonful of original yogurt to a cup of milk. At an appropriate temperature, after a period of time, the lactic acid bacteria in the original yogurt develop and reproduce, and fermenting a whole cup of milk into yogurt is the same.

There is old noodles, and it takes a long time to cook the noodles, so the noodles are mixed in the evening, and the noodles are ready tomorrow morning, cut them into steamed buns and steam them directly in the pot.

The same is true for the noodles of buns, but for freshness, the filling must be prepared tomorrow morning, and the buns must be packaged in full tomorrow morning.

The bone soup should also be boiled first. Then put it in a wooden bucket, pour it into the pot tomorrow and heat it up and it will be sold.

There are also the pickles you gave, which should be cut in advance.

"How many steamed buns should we prepare to sell them tomorrow?" Zhang asked.

Today I steamed eighty steamed buns, sold sixty, and steamed fifty buns, and sold forty.

"Make ninety steamed buns, just forty buns." Lian Man'er thought about it and said.

"Today there are eighty steamed buns, twenty left. Tomorrow, ninety will be prepared. Isn't it too much?" Zhang said.

"It shouldn't be many," said Lian Man'er. "No one knows today that we open a breakfast shop, and there are such steamed buns sold. Now that I know, there will definitely be many people buying tomorrow."

Zhang thought about it and said that's the reason.

"Then prepare ninety ones, and we can eat them all by ourselves, and we won't waste them." Zhang said.

"Why don't you prepare more buns?" Wuro said.

"No, there are only forty." Lian Man'er's attitude towards this matter is relatively firm. Buns are different from Sanhe Noodles steamed buns. Those who are the biggest purpose is to eat enough. Those who eat good food will not buy their buns. People who buy buns want to eat good food.

Therefore, the sales method used for buns should be different from the steamed buns with Sanhe noodles.

There are only forty ones a day, first come first served, and you won’t have to eat it if you come late. Rare food is expensive, increase the value of buns, slowly make exports, and then increase production.

The family listened to Lian Man'er's words, but they didn't understand some things very well, but over the past few days, Lian Man'er had almost never missed business. Everyone was used to listening to her. Only Goro and Xiaoqi listened very seriously.

When everything was ready, it would have been dark.

"I'll sleep here tonight. You can take the children back and come back tomorrow morning." Lian Shouxin said to Zhang.

"I'll stay, too." Goro also said.

The store really needed someone to watch the night, so Zhang did not object. He took Lian Man'er, Lian Zhier and Xiaoqi back to the old house to sleep. The next day, it was still before dawn, and the family got up, washed up a little, and went straight to the breakfast shop.

It was another busy morning, and the store closed earlier than yesterday.

Ninety three-kneaded steamed buns sold for eighty pieces, four pots of big bone soup, one pot of porridge, and all forty soup-filled buns sold for.

On the third and fourth days, the family was doing more and more conveniently, and even the business of Jizhao Shop grew steadily.

On this day, it was time to close the store and take stock. Lian Man'er calculated that the turnover on this day was 280 cents, which was the same as the previous two days and the past few days. It could be more than ten or twenty cents more than the previous day. If you remove all the capital, the profit was 179 cents. The amount of steamed buns in the past two days has increased, but like buns, it can almost be sold out, so not only the total number, but also the profit margin has also increased.

"Subtract our wages today, twenty-five cents, and the net profit of 154 cents today." Lian Man'er announced.

"It's worth it no matter how tired you are." Zhang patted his sore arm and said with satisfaction.

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