Chapter 2171
The things that happened to He Yuzhu and others finally happened.
I did make some money selling orchids at a stall over the past year.
But she helped Zhang Chunhua set up a stall and also helped Yan Jiefang settle down.
A lot of money was spent.
When the couple lived in the old courtyard, they were exploited by Yan Bugui.
Later, they finally managed to scrape together some money and pooled their resources to buy their current house.
Over the years, the couple has indeed saved some money.
But it's not much, only three or four thousand yuan.
After all, a family of three still needs to make a living.
Putting everything else aside, his family bought two bicycles, which cost money.
This amount of money is definitely enough for an average family's life.
But when it comes to investing in and opening a restaurant, a large-scale one isn't really enough.
The key issue was that Lan Hua was unsure of herself, as Yan Jiecheng had never worked in this field before.
What makes him think that opening a restaurant guarantees making money?
"Here's what I think: Chef Wang, who cooks banquets for people on the street, has already retired."
He's quite skilled; he's the apprentice of that silly Zhu from our old academy, and supposedly he originally studied Shandong cuisine.
If we invite him over, he should be able to manage the kitchen.
As for the money to open a restaurant, our family can easily come up with three thousand, right?
"If that's not enough, I'll go borrow some more from the old man." Yan Jiecheng explained his plan in detail.
Of course, he can't count on Sha Zhu in this lifetime.
Not to mention Sha Zhu, he couldn't even count on Sha Zhu's apprentice.
Even if MCA is no good, he was still the deputy director of the canteen.
Moreover, he had a high-ranking master and a wealthy advisor.
Yan Jiecheng drooled just thinking about this kind of relationship.
If he had that connection, why would he have anything to worry about?
Even if he's lying down, people will still deliver money to him.
Of course, this is also Yan Jiecheng's current thought. If he were really put in a different position from Ma Hua, he still wouldn't be satisfied.
"No!"
Yan Jiecheng, if you're thinking of borrowing money from the old man, you should just give up on that idea.
Have a little backbone, okay?
I'm not trying to cause trouble between you and your father, but think about how the third son and the old man went into business together.
The elderly couple pocketed the benefits, but when trouble struck, they stood by and did nothing.
They almost starved the third son's wife and children to death.
Let me tell you, I'd rather you stayed home and lay there.
"And you're not allowed to get involved with those old folks either." Lan Hua immediately turned hostile when she heard that Yan Jiecheng was going to borrow money from his father to open a restaurant.
She wasn't Yu Li; she never agreed with Yan Jiecheng expanding the business so much.
As a result, Yan Jiecheng was still thinking of arguing with the old man; of course she wouldn't agree to that.
For her, the size of the bowl determines how much rice she eats.
If all else fails, Yan Jiecheng will go with her to sell breakfast.
If we come up with a few more creative ideas, we can earn the same amount of money he makes from his regular job.
"Tsk tsk... Then I'll borrow it from Jie Di's family first."
"Surely this will be alright?" Yan Jiecheng probably considered that Lan Hua might not agree, so he simply came up with another idea.
Now the orchid couldn't stop it.
Now it's a choice between two options: either agree to Yan Jiecheng's idea and let him give it a try.
Either let Yan Jiecheng continue lying down, or he might become crippled.
As for forcing Yan Jiecheng to go to work first, Lan Hua really didn't have the guts to do that.
Although Yan Jiecheng has frequently listened to her opinions in the past two years, in their family...
But in reality, Yan Jiecheng was still the head of the household.
This is a habit that Lan Hua has developed into her bones after being married to Yan Jiecheng for nearly twenty years.
Furthermore, orchids are also somewhat tempted.
If Yan Jiecheng really opens a restaurant, then her breakfast stall can also be moved into the restaurant.
That way, I won't have to worry about going out to set up a stall every day.
In her mind, even if Yan Jiecheng's restaurant didn't make money, as long as she could cover the rent and labor costs, having a stable place to sell breakfast would be a good thing.
No need to move things around, no need to worry about city management, more variety is possible, and you can sell for more time...
As these benefits accumulate, Orchid's thoughts gradually shift.
She frowned and thought for a while before gritting her teeth and saying, "I'll give you three thousand."
You can figure out the rest.
However, let's be clear from the start: the elderly couple are not allowed to get involved in this mess.
We'd rather start with a small shop and work our way up slowly.
Don't try to get rich overnight.
"Okay!" Yan Jiecheng readily agreed.
To thank his wife, Yan Jiecheng also contributed forty seconds tonight.
It should be said that in this life, Yan Jiecheng and his wife have followed the same old path as in their previous life.
However, the specifics are slightly different.
Chef Wang is a street cook who is also retired. His skills are not as good as Sha Zhu's, and his standards are not as high.
After Yan Jiecheng approached him, Chef Wang thought for a moment and then agreed.
Yan Jiecheng asked for 7 yuan a day.
It's seven yuan a day, not over two hundred yuan a month.
The Yan family is notorious for being stingy.
On the street, nobody dared to do any monthly settlement work with his family.
Of course, there's a reason behind the seven yuan a day price.
In today's society, there are very few people who eat and drink lavishly at lunchtime.
They are usually influential people in society who call up friends and family for a small gathering in the evening.
Therefore, for ordinary restaurants, dinner time is the peak season for customers.
That was the agreement between Chef Wang and Yan Jiecheng: he would be alone during the day, and his son would come over to help at night.
If there's a turnover of tables and the workload doubles, then Yan Jiecheng will have to give him a raise.
In other words, this is a minimum of seven yuan per day, with no upper limit and no delays allowed.
Nowadays, some privately owned restaurants on the street hire chefs who earn around 200 yuan a month.
But Chef Wang's salary is for two people, so it's not considered high.
Yan Jiecheng knew about Chef Wang and his son's culinary skills, so he readily agreed.
Of course, this kind of deal is also worthwhile for Chef Wang.
He has a retirement pension, and his son has a regular job.
This means that the father and son now have an extra stable side job.
It's far better than him going out to accept invitations to weddings, funerals, and other celebratory banquets.
It should be understood that as people age, their physical abilities diminish.
Chef Wang is finding it harder to keep up with the work these days.
Of course, this is Chef Wang's current thought.
Now his son works as a cook in a small, specialized factory, earning just over fifty yuan a month.
Therefore, a monthly salary of over two hundred yuan was very tempting to his family.
But as society further opens up, and as more and more private restaurants emerge...
Whether he will be able to satisfy me then is truly uncertain.
After all, human nature is inherently greedy.
To put it bluntly, a restaurant's reputation is based on the chef's skill.
If only they, father and son, could keep Yan Jiecheng's restaurant afloat.
That way, you can run your own restaurant.
In other words, Yan Jiecheng's restaurant had a fatal flaw from the very beginning.
Everything evolves over time.
Just before the Gregorian New Year, a newspaper reported that a neighbor from the north had brazenly bullied Xiao A.
We naturally condemn it.
Everyone who saw the newspaper was filled with righteous indignation, recalling the suffering our own family had endured.
Only He Yuzhu, upon receiving the newspaper, burst into uncontrollable laughter. (End of Chapter)