Ever since Daji started his business, my internet café has become quite lively.

Daji occupies 3 computers alone, I leaned over to take a look, the computer hung QQ, Want Want, WeChat and a lot of other chat software, occasionally someone consulted, Daji immediately devoted herself to chatting with people, she even wrote a dense FAQ in a word document, directly to copy and paste.

On the screen of the Yellow Nest next to me, Minesweeper has been upgraded to Solitaire, and I shook my head and sighed. Daji's sister has begun to work her own, while the old men who once dominated the battlefield are still eating and drinking.

"Yo, girl, it's fast, you've learned to type?"

Daji smiled, "Before coming to you, the prefecture organized us to complete the basic education of primary school, and I learned pinyin. ”

Daji had already closed a business and seemed to be in a good mood, so I wondered, "You've been open for 3 days, haven't you?

Daji said: "I don't remember the exact amount, anyway, every time I make it and bring it, it can be bought up by the students who come here to surf the Internet in one day, but there are few sold online, and they are all introduced by the students." ”

After speaking, she took out her bag, and there were a bunch of tickets stuffed in the bag, ranging from 100 to 1 cent, there were whole and zero, thick two stacks, and there were ...... Well, I didn't know exactly how much it was.

Daji took out a stack of money, pushed it in front of me, and said, "I said that one person and half are here, this is for you." ”

I pushed the money back and said with a smile: "Count me as a technology shareholder, and just pay dividends at the end of the year." ”

Daji said seriously: "Then I will save it for you, remember to ask me when you use the money." By the way, Brother Xiaoyuan, I think we have to give this beef a decent name. ”

"I didn't think of a name for the beef, but I thought of a name for you. ”

"Me?"

"People who sell tofu are called Tofu Shih, those who sell steamed buns are called Mantou Shih, and those who sell milk tea are called milk tea...... Ah sister. I said seriously: "Comprehend the spirit, comprehend the spirit, you can call beef Shih Tzu." ”

"Shih Tzu? is that famous beauty? I've heard of her. Daji thoughtfully, "Why don't you call it Tofu Daji, Steamed Bun Daji, and Milk Tea...... Ah, what's that?"

Woman! You two have been separated by thousands of years, and you still have to compare with each other? Blame me for being a, and I have to joke with Daji about this.

"Let's talk about naming the beef. I quickly changed the subject and said, "Do you have any ideas?"

"I've been researching the names of various cuisines a little bit over the past two days. Daji opened a word document, and when I looked at it, it was densely packed with food. Dogs ignore steamed buns, three bowls are not on the post, and ancient and modern famous foods such as called flower chicken are all on it.

"The name can probably be divided into two kinds, one is based on the characteristics of the food, such as 'three bowls are not posted' indicates that the wine has great stamina, and the other is based on the person who invented the food, such as 'called Hua Chicken' and 'Lao Gan Ma Spicy Sauce'......"

She has even studied the old godmother of the male and female gods of the house, and her enthusiasm for entrepreneurship is really high!

I asked, "After all that, do you remember the name?"

Daji shook her head, "I can think of a few every day, and when I taste it the next day, I feel that it can't be done again." ”

Huang Chao, who was on the side, stretched out his hand, picked up a piece of beef from the small plastic bag on Daji's table, threw it into his mouth and chewed it, and interjected: "I think it can be called old ghost beef, we are all ghosts from the underworld, and we can't use our previous identities here, and the old ghost is also a memorial." ”

I said, "Brother Huang, wipe your hands and play again, don't wipe the oil on the keyboard." ”

Huang Chao stretched out the two fingers that had just pinched the beef, put it in his mouth and sucked it twice, and continued to play solitaire as if nothing had happened, I suspected that he was possessed by my 6-year-old little cousin.

"Old ghost beef, old ghost beef......" Daji repeated it several times, "This name is really good, and with the gimmick of a century-old secret stew, it looks uniquely historical." ”

The word "sense of history" came out of the mouth of an ancient visitor, and there was a sense of confusion and comicalness.

As a result, "Li Yuan's beef" finally has an official name - old ghost beef.

In the next few days, I ran at both ends of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau and the Taxation Bureau, and it was rare that Daji's enthusiasm for entrepreneurship was high, so I simply helped her register a company, which was more formal at the beginning, so as not to leave trouble.