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"Junwa, have you figured it out?We made a lot of money today?" The hustle and bustle of the day has faded, and a few relatives who helped also left the store after dinner, Xie Decui was impatient to let Zhang Xiaojun take stock of the accounts and count the income since the opening of today.

"Mom, don't panic, I'm calculating!" Although Zhang Xiaojun plans to keep up with the "Zeng's sister-in-law rice noodles", but due to the lack of capital, several cash registers have not been purchased, and manual collection is used.

"Twenty-five-one, four-five-twenty......" With Jiang Mei's help, after more than ten minutes, the two of them finally counted the large stack of small tickets with different face values in their hands, "Meimei, how many do you have there?" Zhang Xiaojun couldn't wait to ask Jiang Mei.

"Two hundred and eighteen!" Jiang Mei said calmly.

"What, it's only more than two hundred?" Zhang Xiaojun's eyes widened, and his voice suddenly rose, "Did you count wrong?" I see that you have more money than me, why are there only more than two hundred?"

"If you don't believe it, you can count it yourself!" Jiang Mei had a cold face, and directly stuffed a large stack of tickets in her hand, one for two, five and ten yuan, into Zhang Xiaojun's hand.

"Junwa, how many do you have in your hand?" Xie Decui on the side was like an ant on a hot pot, and he couldn't wait for Zhang Xiaojun to check, so he said hurriedly.

"It's only one hundred and eighty-one!" Zhang Xiaojun said with a bitter face, but he didn't have the urge to count again.

"Mei Mei there 218. Add your 181, so to speak, today our turnover is only 399. Not even four hundred yuan?" Xie Decui's face also fell, and he looked incredulous.

“399，399…… Meimei, you said, Wang Jichang's gross income is almost 2,000 a day, and we only have 400 yuan today, which is less than one-fifth of other people's, how can this be? How can this be?" Zhang Xiaojun muttered to himself. His expression was exactly the same as his mother's, his face full of shock and incredulity.

"Junwa, today is the first day of opening. It stands to reason that business should be very good, but it is only 400 yuan, why would it be like this? The gross income of 400 yuan will have to be cut off (removed) 200 yuan. Four waiters. Although the salary is not as high as Wang Jichang's. But I also opened 300 yuan a month, 10 yuan a day, plus three meals a day, at least one employee has to suffer (use) 15 yuan, and four is 60 yuan. The rent is 1,80 yuan a month, 60 yuan a day, which adds up to 320. 400 yuan to 320, only 80 yuan left. This is still our family of three who are all working here (on duty). It's only 80 yuan! You used to kill horizontal ducks with Meimei in the big market, and when business was good, it was only 80 yuan! What should I do if the business is like this!!!

Zhang Xiaojun's eyes were red, and his thoughts were confused. The poor performance at the opening of today has given him a not-so-good estimate of today's revenue. When the "Sister-in-law Zeng's Rice Noodles" flagship store opened, it was crowded with people, and he had seen a grand occasion that was difficult to find, but what about his own "Sister Jiang Rice Noodles"? Not to mention the off-peak hours, even during the morning rush hour and the afternoon rush hour, the attendance rate of "Sister Jiang Rice Noodles" was only 60 or 70 percent, not even 80 percent! Such a scene that was like ice and fire with "Zeng's Sister-in-law Rice Noodles" made Zhang Xiaojun dare not overestimate his own turnover.

But no matter how much it is not overestimated, in his estimate, there should be almost five or six hundred, right? Wang Jichang has a revenue of more than 2,000 a day, and the area of his store is about the same as the other party's flagship store, and the tables in the store are not much less than the other party's, and today's business, no matter how bad it is, there should always be a quarter of the other party, right? The other party has 2,000, and even if he is a quarter, he should have 500 yuan! But the is only 399, not even 400!

How is that possible, how can this be?

400 yuan, according to his mother's algorithm just now, his family of three, hard work, busy from morning to night, only to earn a seventy or eighty yuan, not even a hundred yuan!

Something must be wrong!

"Mom, Meimei, I think there's something wrong here. Today's business, compared with Wang Jichang's turtle son, is nothing to compare. But during our two peak periods, although it was not full, I looked at it, and there was about 60 or 70 percent of the attendance. The pricing of our rice noodles is also followed by Wang Jichang's turtle son, and they are all two yuan and two taels. It stands to reason that the total income should not be this, no matter how little it is, it should be five hundred?" Zhang Xiaojun frowned, and said his doubts with a solemn face.

As soon as Zhang Xiaojun reminded him, Xie Decui immediately fell into deep thought, and within a minute, he slapped his thigh violently and looked up at his son, but saw that his son was also looking at him at this time. The two mothers and sons looked at each other in shock, obviously thinking of each other.

"Mom, do you think it's possible Sister Dong-" Zhang Xiaojun said tentatively with his breath closed. The Sister Dong in his mouth was a cousin of his, who was called by Xie Decui to help in the store. In fact, the four waitresses in Zhang Xiaojun's shop are either cousins or cousins, and they are all family, and they were all brought in by his mother Xie Decui Zhang Luo. According to Zhang Xiaojun's wishes, he originally planned to learn from Wang Jichang and recruit two or three beautiful little girls to come to the store as faces. But Xie Decui said that the current economy is tight, and relatives are easy to talk to, so it is better to use relatives for a period of time first. When the new store opened today, the family of three all learned the style of Wang Jichang's family when the "Zeng's sister-in-law rice noodles" opened, and they were busy welcoming and greeting guests, but they were completely busy, so Zhang Xiaojun asked his cousin Dong to help him collect the day's accounts.

Jiang Mei sat next to her and remained silent, and she was also a cold observer of her husband and mother-in-law's performance. She is not at all surprised that her rice noodle shop does not even have an operating income of 400 yuan today -- the taste is not as good as that of others, the location is not as good as that of others, and the dining environment is not as warm and superior as others, and its reputation is even worse than that of others, and it is ridiculous that the price is still the same as that set by others, and it is really strange that business can be good! Jiang Mei has not been optimistic about the rice noodle shop opened by her husband from beginning to end, and she has argued with her husband countless times and quarreled countless times. But in the face of Zhang Xiaojun, who was determined to open a rice noodle shop, her words did not play any role, but played a lot of counterproductive roles, making Zhang Xiaojun and her mother firm in their confidence that they would "fight for a breath and receive a pillar of incense", and would not hit the south wall and would not look back.

She originally planned to say nothing, because what should have been said had already been said, and it was useless to say more, trying to provoke her husband and mother-in-law to disgust her, saying that she had turned her arms outward.

However, now seeing that these two people began to suspect that Cousin Dong, who was hardworking and down-to-earth, honest and honest, and had to come to help him harvest grain and wheat every time he was busy with farming, and had no complaints, Jiang Mei couldn't help it anymore and opened her mouth to persuade: "Xiaojun, Cousin Dong has always been a very good person, don't be suspicious." ”

"Knowing people, knowing faces, but not hearts, what do you know?" Before Zhang Xiaojun could speak, Xie Decui glared at his daughter-in-law who was "turning her arms outward", a little displeased.

"Childish! I haven't seen anyone who can be really honest in front of money!" Zhang Xiaojun snorted coldly, glanced at Jiang Mei contemptuously, and continued to speak, "Is your mother an old man honest? When Zheng Xiaosan threw down sixty 'dead man's brains' in front of your 'honest' father, was your mother an old man honest?"

Jiang Mei was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Zhang Xiaojun to mention this old incident that had passed for several years again, she trembled with anger, suddenly stood up from the bench, trembled and pointed at Zhang Xiaojun's face, and said with a crying voice:

"Zhang Xiaojun, I admit that this matter is something that my old man did wrong. But so many years have passed, and you have never been to my house or my parents except on the day of your wedding, and they have suffered their own retribution for being greedy for money and money! But why do you turn over this bad debt again and again to insult the two fathers-in-law and mothers-in-law whom you have never shouted at?"

Xie Decui saw that Jiang Mei's face turned pale and tears rolled down when Zhang Xiaojun was angry, and he immediately slapped his son with his palm, pretending to be unhappy, and said: "Junjun, the matter is over, what do you still say about those things that Chen Guzi is messy about?" Xie Decui turned his face to Jiang Mei again, and said with a smile, "Meimei, Junjun is also unintentional." Don't be like him. ”

Jiang Mei wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, didn't say a word, went straight out of the rice noodle shop, pushed the bicycle on the shelf in front of the store, and walked on the way home.

After Jiang Mei walked away, Xie Decui looked at his son with a disgusted face and complained: "You too! Do you know that she can't get used to hearing those two 'old immortals', what else are you talking about?!"

Zhang Xiaojun tilted his head to the side, blackened his face, and did not speak.

Xie Decui said: "Today's business is actually not very poor. In the morning and noon, although the store was not full, I watched it and still sat seven, seven, eight, eight. Our pricing is the same as Wang Jichang's, it is also two yuan and two taels. 399, even if 400 is good, it's only a lot? 200 bowls! I don't believe that we only sold 200 bowls in one day today! It must be that Dong Fang's dead woman's nest (secret) has to be rich! I just don't know how much the dead woman's nest (secret) is. Tomorrow you will collect the money, or I will collect it. I don't believe that we have such a big store, no matter how good the decoration is, no matter the location, and it is not much worse than Wang Jichang, it only sells for this amount of money in a day!" Xie Decui looked indignant.

"Alas, that's all there is to it. Tomorrow I will come to collect the money in person. If our income is more than four hundred tomorrow, Mom, I'll say hello to you first, and then don't blame my six relatives for not recognizing it!" Zhang Xiaojun sighed, and his eyes immediately became fierce and ruthless.

"If you want to say that if the disparity is too big, if you don't say it, I will call Dong Fang to leave. We can't afford to use this kind of person who eats inside and out, and whose hands and feet are not clean!" Xie Decui dusted off the dust that might exist on her shoulders with her fat hand, and said lightly. (To be continued.) )