"Dad, I have an immature idea, maybe I can help our family compete with the other side. ”

At ten o'clock in the morning, the crowd on the street became sparse again, and Yang Qingshi seized the opportunity to call his parents in front of him.

"Since it's an immature idea, don't talk about it, I'm still busy here!"

Lao Yang didn't think about it, he turned around and left.

His son has never let him worry since he was a child, except for a little better in learning, he takes a group of children down to the river to fish, goes up the tree to pick birds, and beats him I don't know how many times, but he has never seen it.

What could he think? It's not just unreliable stuff.

"What are you going to go, since my son has an idea, listen to it, and let you lose a piece of meat?"

Seeing this, Xia Hui was stunned and went crazy on the spot, which frightened Yang Hanyou's legs and stomach, so he had to reluctantly sit next to him.

"Ahem, I briefly analyzed the current situation, at the moment, our technology and price are not dominant, so if you want to regain business, you can only go sideways. ”

Yang Qingshi coughed dryly twice, pretending not to see Old Yang's angry appearance.

But Yang Hanyou obviously didn't buy it, and sat on the side and muttered quietly, "I knew that this kid must have a bad idea, as long as I play a little bit, Lao Liu's wall grass will definitely come back." ”

"Shut up! The old lady is the ghost who believes in you, rely on you to play? I'm afraid we won't even be able to drink the wind in the future!"

Xia Hui unceremoniously interrupted Lao Yang's words, and slammed ×2 back on the spot, "Son, don't pay attention to him, he has no right to speak, you continue." ”

"Hehe, I think most of the people who have to eat out every day now don't have a family, or their families are very busy with work, and they don't have time to cook at home. ”

"So I suggest we consider a buffet format?"

Yang Qingshi smiled awkwardly, I really don't blame myself for not saving face for my father, I can only blame my mother's aura for being too strong.

In fact, when Yang Hanyou said the current predicament of his family, Yang Qingshi had already begun to ponder.

Jiangyin Town, a small place, has a permanent population of 350,000 people, which still relies on the state-owned steel mill.

Therefore, most of the people who have the ability to open a small stove outside every day are also workers in the factory, after all, as long as they are not dragging their families, who are tired all day, they don't want to cook by themselves.

"Buffet? That's not cheap, is it? Who can eat it every day?"

Xia Hui was slightly stunned, and then shook her head.

In 2002, the buffet was not particularly popular, but there were a few such restaurants in the city, and the business was not known to be good or bad, but the per capita consumption of one or two hundred, Xia Hui felt pain when she thought about it.

"No, no, Mom, Dad, we can make a Chinese-style buffet instead of Western-style!"

"Stir-fry three or five big pot dishes, unlimited supply, as much as you can eat, one person only accepts fifteen or twenty yuan. ”

Yang Qingshi glanced at the restaurant across the street, and the corners of his mouth hung slightly.

Before he crossed over, he ran through many cities in order to investigate entrepreneurial projects, and this catering marketing model was what he saw in Hunan CS.

Almost every store is doing well.

"What are you thinking about? A person is only a dozen dollars, what can we earn?"

"You're not doing business, you're doing charity. ”

After hearing this, Yang Hanyou responded angrily.

Seeing that it is almost noon, he still has a lot of work to do, how can he have time to listen to this bear child's nonsense?

Even Xia Hui, who was originally firmly on Yang Qingshi's side, couldn't help but nod along with her.

"Haha, Dad, you're wrong!"

Yang Qingshi picked up the paper and pen on the table and began to calculate, "First of all, let's make a big pot of dishes, not to mention saving time and materials, how much is a pound of rice?

"The second most important thing is that this method saves the time from ordering to serving, and we can make a lot more profit points in terms of time cost alone, if we do well, the gross profit is at least about 30%-50%!"

Watching Yang Qingshi constantly convert the price of firewood, rice, oil and salt into various formulas on the paper, Lao Yang swallowed hard.

I can't understand it at all, but it seems to be so powerful and makes sense.

"Aoko, are you sure you're not mistaken?

Xia Hui was also completely dumbfounded at this time.

She is a teacher who teaches junior high school English, and the most she can do is how much money she spends on a math bar......

"That's right, 30% is my most conservative estimate, and if we can control the cost of procurement and attrition, 50% gross profit is not too big a problem at all. ”

Yang Qingshi nodded confidently, but he was also a graduate student from the 211 Key University of Finance back then, so the cost calculation was naturally not a problem.

"Okay! Lao Yang, listen to your son, let's do it!"

"Knowledge is power, the old lady doesn't believe it, but the broken restaurant opposite!"

Xia Hui didn't care if she understood it or not, anyway, her son said that it was no problem, slapped Yang Hanyou hard, turned around and went to prepare the ingredients in a hurry.

Lao Yang was stunned when he was photographed, glanced at Yang Qingshi resentfully, and hurriedly got up to follow.

But he muttered to himself in his heart, why did he give birth to such a thing, and if he didn't agree with him, he would steal the limelight from his Lao Tzu, and it seemed that he would have less and less status at home in the future!

I'm afraid that the husband and father won't be able to shake up......

And at the same time that the four-way restaurant of the Yang family played the sign of "15 yuan / person, unlimited food", everyone across the street came up and down, and they were watching this scene interestingly.

"Fifteen yuan a person, and you can eat it casually?"

"I think Lao Yang is going crazy, right? Don't think about how to improve the quality of your own dishes, you know how to play these crooked ways!"

Liu Gang, as the boss who came again, was always paying attention to the movements of his competitors.

Since he invited his brother-in-law who has been a cook for many years back in the provincial capital, and followed the advice and used some promotional methods by the way, he has seen his business get better and better day by day.

Even the group of fox friends who usually mingle with Yang Hanyou were won over by him.

Liu Gang is absolutely confident that it won't be long before the four-way restaurant will become a small part of the history of Jiangyin Town.

"Big brother, are we a little too fierce?

"It's all neighbors who don't look up and don't look down, why don't you discuss it with them?"

Liu Gang's brother-in-law Wu Ping asked tentatively.

The chef who returned from the provincial city by himself competed with a small mom-and-pop shop, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be too bullying.

"I'll talk to him about a hammer!"

"Lao Yang's turtle son, when he was young, he relied on himself to be the section leader, and he didn't give Lao Tzu small shoes to wear, and now the feng shui takes turns, if he doesn't give me a soft service, this matter will definitely not be over!"

Liu Gang waved his hand angrily, and muttered in a low voice, "Last time I played chess, he also shaved me an old king to grind!"