Volume 1 Chapter 75 Turning Home
When the man spoke, Qin Mo was silent, sitting in a posture with his head half-bowed, pretending to be very serious.
In fact, I have already started Xiao Jiujiu in my heart.
This method is not impossible, and it can be regarded as a way to collect returns for a long time, although the restaurant itself can only collect all the profit value of this dish, but after all, this is someone else's territory, and he has just crossed over not long ago, as the boss said, he is not familiar with all aspects of interpersonal communication, so it is impossible to forcibly occupy more profits, but every bowl of this dish is sold, and it is recorded separately in the account book, can it be so refreshing.
The distance in the village is far away, and it takes half a day to drive cattle, and it is impossible to come to this restaurant every day to guard others' accounts, he is just a child, and others will not see his own strength and bully.
Qin Mo thought about it, and asked like this.
However, Brother Hao, if I sell you the cheats of cooking this dish, you share my dividends, I am naturally willing to do this, I am a person from a poor township, naturally I am short of money and food, as long as I have the support of Brother Hao, I have a fixed profit share every month, which is harmless to me. But
With doubts in his heart, Qin Mo glanced at Boss Hao in front of him and deliberately paused his tone.
I am from the countryside, it is impossible to come to the city every day, there is naturally a certain degree of difficulty in mentioning the content of Brother Hao's yƬ, I can't know the daily accounts, I also said before, this is our family's ancestral secret recipe, naturally I don't want to give it lightly.
Ay. Unexpectedly, Qin Mo only said a few words, and this Boss Hao interrupted as soon as he made a statement, and the head of the folding fan gently knocked on the table, looking like a guarantee.
looked at Qin Mo seriously.
You don't have to worry about this, since I said that I will give you dividends and profits, I will naturally not lose you, at present, I don't have many dishes in this restaurant, after the publicity of the button meat you sell today, driven, I believe that the business of our Shijun Restaurant will be much better. It's a win-win situation, so why should I owe it to you.
If you believe me, come to settle the profit every month, I will make six profits, you four, if you want, we will make a contract between the two parties in our presence now, if you really don't believe me, then you can just talk about my words, you laugh it off.
The man's tone was gentle, with a smile on his face, and he waved his wide sleeves, giving birth to a little atmospheric.
Perhaps it was because of his atmospheric temperament that he was impressed, and Qin Mo felt some admiration from his heart.
However, because of the strength of Lonely, he has always been more wary of the things around him, so he has to show a little caution in his behavior.
Ha ha. Brother Hao said something, since you said so, where do I still have words to believe or not believe-
Seeing this, Qin Mo caught the words of the restaurant owner and laughed a few times.
Suppress the tension in my heart that I have never signed any documents and contracts with the ancients.
Although this body is small, it is already the soul and mind of an adult in his twenties, and how to be afraid.
It's convenient for both parties to talk and laugh, playing haha.
Finally, the boss brought the paper and ink on the counter, and then, the brush was dipped in ink, and chatted a few strokes on the paper.
In the end, Qin Mo read the words on it, in fact, when Boss Hao said that he was signing the contract, Qin Mo was nervous, and that nervousness came from the fear of not knowing the words of this dynasty.
After all, this is the first time that I have read the handwriting of people of this era in a dignified manner.
The time and space are different, Qin Mo thought that the difference would be very large, but as a result, although each character is different from the strokes of the characters that Qin Mo learned in modern times, it will increase or decrease a few strokes more or less, but most of them do know it, so they guess and guess the meaning.
The paper book is to the effect that he mentioned Qin Mo before, Qin Mo contributed the method of cooking, and the boss gave a special profit share.
Qin Mo was measured over and over again, and was afraid of leaving some holes for others to drill, so he looked at the words and sentences very carefully, these words, added or subtracted, fortunately, Boss Hao was very cooperative, and it took half an hour to get the contract ready.
In the end, an agreement was reached.
In fact, Qin Mo, who finally packed up his things from the restaurant, was very comfortable.
Comfortably let her walk, humming behind her back with her hands behind her back.
After calculating today's income, I steamed the steamed pork five times, and each time there was more than one tael of silver, one thousand two hundred yuan, one tael of silver paid to the shopkeeper, labor, firewood, stall fees, and money for renting a stove, and there were still enough five taels of silver left.
In fact, I didn't think it before, but after hearing the man say that the security in this county is not so good, Qin Mo was a little scared in his heart.
Five taels of silver, not much, too little, for the ordinary residents of this county, this money is definitely a lot.
Qin Mo also planned to go to the ready-to-wear store to buy a dress for himself, and then pull some fabrics back to make clothes for Xiangxiang, so he went to the street with these thoughts in his heart.
After a busy day, I can finally rest well.
It's really a pleasant thing to go shopping and pick out goods like ordinary people.
It's just that it's getting dark, Qin Mo knows that today's business was closed late, and it happened to be delayed by the owner of the restaurant to discuss things, so this time was delayed even later.
The cold wind blows in the night, and many shops should be closed in two hours.
Qin Mo took advantage of the time to buy fabrics, chose a set of conservative clothes, and the steamed buns had already been sold out, so he wrapped a bag of hemp candy for Xiangxiang and went back.
After doing this, Qin Mo went to the entrance of the city street alone, every time Uncle Liu listened to the teahouse, he used to go early, and Qin Mo could see the crowded people sitting inside, but today, there are only six or seven old ladies sitting there, and the storyteller in the hall is still talking, talking like a foaming mouth, and Uncle Liu is still drinking tea, and the tea in the cup is cold, and he is still drinking.
Listening to the book, I looked very interested.
Seeing this, Qin Mo shook his head and sighed. This old man is too leisurely, so leisurely that there is no moderation.
Qin Mo stepped forward and knocked him on the shoulder, and then the old man still looked a little frightened.
Looking back at Qin Mo, the old eyes glanced at the newly bought bright cloth in Qin Mo's hand, his eyes were wide, and there were many people, the storyteller was still talking, it was too messy, Qin Mo didn't want to say anything to him inside, and then, Uncle Liu looked at the sky outside, only to know that Qin Mo was already busy.
Carrying his back, he hurriedly led the cow that he had left outside to graze in the field, and set up the cart.
Driving the ox cart, he arrived outside the restaurant again, Qin Mo loaded all the belongings he brought to do business today, and then got into the car himself.
Uncle Liu drank tea for a day and rested enough, so although he was lazy, he knocked on the cow's buttocks powerfully, and then the wooden cart, grunting and rolling wheels, slowly got on the way back to the house.