Chapter 13 100 times windfall profits

"Brother Xiaolin, I'm here to send you money......"

As soon as Lin Yi returned to the hotel, Sister Song ran over, took out a stack of red tickets without saying a word, handed them to Lin Yi with both hands, and said, "You order, see if it's right......"

"Yanqiu, help me get a little bit. Lin Yi was too lazy to count the money, so he handed it to Liu Yanqiu, but he picked up his special teacup, took a sip of cheap tea water, and said, "Sister Song, in the future, you must remember to worship Master Zu every day, and Master Zu will naturally bless the business to prosper." But you also have to remember that there are rules to do things, don't rely on the blessing of the ancestor to cut corners and increase the price at will, otherwise the ancestor will not bless you. ”

"Yes, yes, don't worry, as long as the business can stay so good, I will be content......" Sister Song said happily.

"Brother Lin, Sister Song is also here, hehe......"

It was the owner of the wonton shop who spoke, followed by the owners of two other restaurants, all of whom walked into the store with a dry smile on their faces.

"You're here to ask Master Zu for a portrait, right?" Sister Song grinned, "I told you a long time ago, business has been good these days, and Master Zu blesses you, you still have to listen to those two guys fooling, do you believe it?"

"Believe it, believe it......" The owner of the wonton shop nodded again and again, it can be said that it is quite strange at noon today, the portrait of the ancestor is hung in the store, and it is soon full, but the three of them are stunned.

That's not all, the key is that the two of them have had accidents one after another, one has a rat and the other has a fire, so that many customers who are waiting to eat in their store have all run out, and it stands to reason that they have to go to another house to order again, right? But those people either went to Lin Yi and Sister Song's store to line up, or simply ran to the food street, and there were few people who entered their three stores today, and the business was miserable and exactly the same as the previous one, and they didn't sell enough ten meals at noon.

What else can you say now? Even if you don't believe in evil anymore, you have to believe it now!

"This, Brother Lin, can we take back the portrait of the ancestor?" said the owner of the wonton shop, rubbing his hands.

"No, you can't. Lin Yi took a sip of tea lightly.

"We'll give you money. ”

"I've brought all the money, two thousand, you count. ”

"Brother Lin, we know it's wrong, you have a lot of adults......"

All three of them shouted.

Lin Yi put down the teacup, sat lazily, and waited for the three guys to stop talking, and then said, "What is the portrait of your ancestor? If you want it, if you don't want it, give it back to me?"

"We were wrong, Brother Lin, give us another chance, okay. The wonton shop owner pleaded.

"Well, it's not impossible to give you another chance, but...... Five thousand for a family. Lin Yi stretched out a slap and said.

"Ahh

"Didn't you say two thousand?"

"Brother Lin, can it be cheaper? 3,000 is okay? I only have 3,000 now......"

"It's not discussed, if you want it, you can get the money, and if you don't want it, you can leave. Lin Yi said.

"Brother Lin......"

"Don't say it, if you annoy me, don't think about the portrait!" Lin Yi said.

The three guys looked at each other, and Sister Song interjected: "I said you better hurry up and get the money, really, no matter how much Brother Xiaolin asks you for more money, who made you obviously stain it, and you don't believe it?" Look at the other side, you still want to play a scoundrel with Brother Lin......

"Okay," Lin Yi interrupted Sister Song's words and said, "Sister Song, what does the fire on the other side have to do with me? It was his own retribution for his lack ......of virtue, but pity that the portrait was burned by the fire."

"Yes, yes, it's just that the surname Cui is too lacking in virtue, hehe......" Sister Song frowned impatiently when she saw Lin Yi, and hurriedly changed her words, "What, there is still something in my store, I'll go back first...... Lao Hu, why don't you hurry up and go back and get the money?"

The owner of the wonton shop hurriedly nodded, and several people followed Sister Song out together.

"Brother Yi, five thousand, this time it's fifteen thousand......" Zhang Xiaohai shouted excitedly.

"There's two thousand more. Liu Yanqiu handed over the two thousand yuan that Sister Song had brought over.

"Brother Yi, why don't you raise the price for Sister Song. Zhang Xiaohai said.

Lin Yi took the two thousand yuan and put it in his pocket and said, "Give them three a price increase, that's to teach them a lesson!"

The three families returned the ancestor statue, Lin Yi didn't let Yi Ya punish them, but it was impossible for them to take the portrait back so easily, although Sister Song's approach was slippery, but at least she explained it in advance, so there was no need to embarrass her anymore.

"Hehe, I don't know each other now, otherwise I'll burn down their shop, haha......" Zhang Xiaohai shouted.

"What nonsense?" Lin Yixun said, "Their store is on fire, and it has nothing to do with us, so you have to say this to everyone, do you hear clearly?"

"Uh...... Got it......" Zhang Xiaohai smacked his lips and said.

Yanqiu, take five portraits from the bottom of the cash register. Lin Yi said.

"Aren't they three of them?" Liu Yanqiu said.

"You and Xiaohai have worked hard during this time, and I will also give you two one each, go back to hang it at home, and worship it in the morning and evening, which can ensure that you work smoothly in the catering industry, Xiaohai, your cooking skills can also be improved, and if you open your own restaurant in the future, it can also ensure that your business is prosperous." Lin Yi said.

"Thank you, Brother Yi......" Zhang Xiaohai rubbed his hands and said excitedly.

"Ah, Brother Yi, this is too expensive, we can't ask for ......," Liu Yanqiu said hurriedly.

"What's expensive or not, as long as you follow me and work hard, I won't treat my own people badly, hehe. Lin Yi said with a smile.

It's really not expensive, printing ten portraits only cost him more than 300 yuan, and the average one is only more than 30 yuan.

More than 30 yuan, one sells for 5,000, how many times is this profit......

Lin Yi suddenly found that this seemed to be a more profitable way than opening a restaurant...... However, the question is, how many people would believe that a portrait can make a business better? Who would want to pay thousands of dollars for a portrait without seeing the results with their own eyes?

As he spoke, two fellows took the money with a painful look on their faces, and happily invited their portraits back. But Lao Hu, the owner of the wonton shop, didn't come back until the evening closed.

Lin Yi pouted indifferently, although he made 5,000 yuan less, he couldn't force him to buy and sell in this matter.

However, before the business started at noon the next day, Sister Song ran over and said that Lao Hu had borrowed a portrait from the family next door and went to the advertising company to make a copy, which had been pasted on the wall.

"Hehe, Sister Song, do you really think that a casual copy will be effective? I told you, I spent a lot of money to invite a master to open the statue of the patriarch, the key is not the portrait, but the light, do you understand?" Lin Yi smiled disapprenorovingly, he has an agreement with Yi Ya, only the portrait that he identifies with is valid, which means that he is a master, and he has to go through his own "light" before the ancestor statue can play a role......