Chapter 120: A Romantic Journey?(Subscription Requested!)
The location of the restaurant has probably demarcated several areas, all of which are the central areas of the magic capital.
As for Lujiazui and Jinling East Road, they are the center of the center, and the rent per square meter per day has to be more than ten or twenty up, if you can't do the consumption of more than 1,000 per capita, it is really busy working for the landlord for half a day.
It's impossible to work part-time, it's impossible to work in this life, isn't it comfortable to lie down and be a landlord to collect rent?
Xia Yu also has an ideal of being a charter man, but unfortunately the farm in his hand can only be regarded as an industry, and the only thing that can be regarded as a property is the river-view house at the Arc de Triomphe.
Maybe you can consider a boarding house divided into ten rooms, specifically rented to those beautiful women who have just graduated, and with Xia Yu's literary talent, maybe you can write a book on the starting point, relying on financial freedom.
This kind of life is still quite beautiful when I think about it, but if I really want to code words, he will be cowardly.
It's better to be his hero honestly, he can't write a book, and it's not bad to be the protagonist in a book.
The location has been delineated, and the store manager and chef Xia Yu plan to hand it over to the headhunters.
Professional things are left to professional people, in addition to not saving money, it is still possible to save worry and effort.
It's just that Chef Xia Yu inexplicably thought of Master Tan who he saw in Tang Pavilion last time.
In Shenhao's text, Master Tan has always been a busy man, although he can't compare with Uncle Ying, the master of the traverser, but he has also entertained no less than ten Shenhao, which shows the profundity of his cooking skills.
Xia Yu had the idea of recruiting him as a private chef last time, and now it would be nice if he could hire him as the head chef of the store, and I don't know if he would agree.
can single-handedly push the restaurant without stars to three Michelin stars, the salary is definitely not low, Xia Yu estimates that he has an annual salary of at least one million.
Xia Yu can afford this money, but businessmen are profit-seeking, just a chef has to add a million costs, how much profit is left?
So he would rather spend a million to hire Tan Shiye to be his personal chef than spend the same amount of money to hire him as a restaurant chef.
There is no other reason, the temple is too small to accommodate the big gods.
Time passed quietly in the busyness, and when Xia Yu looked up again, the sky outside the window of the study was completely dark.
I have to sigh that being young is energetic, but it's a pity that no one appreciates his handsomeness when he's serious, and he feels a bit of a violent thing.
When he came to the kitchen, he didn't have the energy to toss four dishes and one soup, Xia Yu simply fried a green pepper shredded pork, fried two poached eggs, and then ordered a handful of pasta.
Is this a combination of East and West?
Anyway, if he didn't have fresh noodles, he would rather eat pasta than somen noodles, and he would have done it, but he forgot to buy it last time he went to the supermarket, so he could only eat foreign goods.
While the kitchen on the 20th floor crackles with the sound of cooking, the 16th floor is exceptionally quiet and dark.
Jiang Baiying only turned on one light in the living room, and there was a box of self-heating hot pot that had just been eaten on the coffee table.
There is a cooking aunt at home, and all the free time is spent studying, Jiang Baiying's cooking skills are maintained to the extent that she can only make egg fried rice, but unfortunately there are no eggs at home.
I wanted to go upstairs to borrow a little, but she was afraid that her seniors would leave her to eat and trouble others, so after five minutes of entanglement, she still chose to rummage through the cabinet and find a box of self-heating hot pot.
This is Bai Lu on a treasure to watch the fun to buy, try a box and find that it is not delicious and throw it in the cabinet, I didn't expect it to become my daughter's life-saving ration today.
There is a restaurant in the community club, but Jiang Baiying still chooses to eat at home.
Seniors are so good at cooking, they must have a good dinner, right?
Lying on the sofa, Jiang Baiying thought faintly.
I'm so hungry, I want to eat.
It's a pity that her reserve and tutoring make her try not to trouble others as much as possible, no matter what it is.
This is undoubtedly a great loss in society, after all, only crying children have milk to eat.
Xia Yu, who didn't know what happened to the schoolgirl, had happily finished dinner, stuffed all the dishes, chopsticks and pots into the dishwasher, and then lay comfortably on the sofa and turned on the TV.
It doesn't matter what content is put on the TV,The important thing is this98Inch4KThe TV has the taste of home when it's on,It's good to listen to white noise。
Leisure in the evening is a recognition of the day's work, and what the capitalists want is 996 blessings.
Turning over, Xia Yu was lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, he was searching for fun places at home and abroad.
This May Day holiday is collapsed, but there is still the Dragon Boat Festival behind, Xia Yu plans to take a trip that will go.
From the time he got the system to now, he hasn't traveled, this is not good, you must know that the real Shenhao knows how to struggle, and he also knows how to combine work and rest to enjoy his vacation.
They measure the world with their feet, see different landscapes, and broaden their horizons.
The Dragon Boat Festival holiday is short, he can only play around, and when the summer vacation arrives, he is ready to go to other corners of the world to have a good wave.
For example, the animal world that CCTV10 is showing on TV, the fertile land, the vast grassland, and the legendary Sahara Desert.
As long as you have money, Africa can show you the best side of her, Xia Yu really wants to go and see it, and you can also bring her parents with her.
The elderly tour groups on the news are quite indescribable, Xia Yu would rather take his parents out to play by himself, of course, it would be better to have a girlfriend with him.
After Xia Yu fell asleep that night, he dreamed that he and his girlfriend came to the hot Africa and started a romantic journey.
It's just that my girlfriend's face is a little blurry, and she becomes a senior sister for a while, and a school sister for a while.
These are nothing, but the terrible is still in the end, in the end, not only did my girlfriend's face change, but the color of her skin also changed to black, and the whitest thing on her body was that mouthful of teeth, I saw her grinning and smiling at herself!
"Oh mom~~"
Xia Yu was directly frightened and woke up with a shudder.
It's not so scary to dream, and he doesn't have such a heavy taste, right?
Not to mention the beauty, ugliness, fat and thin, the black pearl really can't accept it, and the chief's daughter didn't discuss it.
If the Arabian princess thought about it, maybe he would have agreed, after all, people can marry four, and he can arrange the extra three positions, right?
Glancing at the time, it was a quarter past six, and even if he didn't have a nightmare, he should have woken up at this time, so he got up and washed up and didn't continue to lie down.
I promised my senior sister today that I want to take her to the countryside to play, and I have to take care of her.
Also struggling is Yin Suya, she also got up early in the morning today, the bed and chair are full of clothes, and none of them are satisfied.
"Ding Mi, where's your little black dress?"
Yin Suya and Ding Mi are of similar figures, and their clothes are changed, unlike Jiang Shengnan, who no one changes with her.
"Cabinet ~ sub ~ inside ~"
Ding Mi, who was disturbed by his dream, replied with difficulty.
"Found it, Ding Mi, how do you think I match these pants?"
With his eyes closed, Ding Mi's forehead gradually wrinkled into the word "tic-tac-toe".