Thinking of hot pot, Wu Fan's mind flashed with inspiration. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In my impression, every cold winter, all kinds of hot pot restaurants on the street are full every day. Many specialty hot pot restaurants are only open for one winter a year, and they can still operate for a long time.

It can be imagined how hot pot restaurant business is in winter.

Thinking of this, Wu Fan frowned, and couldn't help but have a toothache. The idea of a hot pot restaurant is good, but the preliminary preparation period is definitely long, and it is far from being able to be done in a month. And this cost is not a small amount.

For him at the moment, it is simply unrealistic.

But it's not good to engage in hot pot, and it must be okay to engage in hot pot!

What, you ask who is the hot pot sister?

Spicy hot!

"Teacher Mu, I have a way!"

Mu Qingwan was taken aback, she thought that Wu Fan had not spoken for a long time, and she had followed her advice, but she didn't expect that people didn't take it seriously at all.

"What? Are you really going to do it? ”

Mu Qingwan said anxiously: "Don't say whether this thing can be done, in case you delay the high school entrance examination because of this, it will be too late to regret it!" ”

Wu Fan smiled and pretended to be stubborn: "No, I must do it, no one can stop me." ”

Mu Qingwan gritted her silver teeth, and in desperation, she said resolutely: "In this way, if you have any ideas and what you want to do, you will leave it all to me." Don't delay your studies, okay? ”

Wu Fan smiled secretly in his heart, but said in a skeptical tone on the surface: "Your ability, okay?" ”

Mu Qingwan was suddenly aroused, and Liu Mei said: "As long as you can't drop the chain in learning, I promise not to drop the chain in this matter." ”

Wu Fan had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, and immediately clapped his hand and said: "Then a word is decided!" Teacher Mu, you have to talk about it! ”

"I can promise to do my best, but if I can make money, I can't guarantee it." Mu Qingwan's ugly words were left behind.

Unexpectedly, Wu Fan said indifferently: "It's enough to do your best, it's my responsibility to make money or not." ”

Mu Qingwan moved the chair to the bed, rubbed her hands and stomped her feet to keep warm: "What kind of solution have you come up with, let's hear it." ”

Wu Fan lifted the quilt and said, "It's too cold down there, you better go to bed and talk." ”

Mu Qingwan's face flushed, she looked at Wu Fan's eyes carefully, she didn't seem to have any crooked thoughts, she couldn't help the temptation of warming the quilt at the moment, she lightly removed her shoes and socks, went to the hospital bed, sat opposite Wu Fan, and carefully shrunk her jade feet, for fear of touching the two stinky feet she had just seen.

"Teacher Mu, let me ask you a question."

"Well, just ask!"

"What would you most like to eat in such weather?"

Mu Qingwan glanced out the window, her beautiful eyes shot a look of memory: "I said, you are not allowed to laugh at me." Hmm, I want to eat my mother's whistle noodles the most, and after eating a bowl, I can even drink the noodle soup and warm my whole body all day! After speaking, he swallowed several saliva in a row, with an aftertaste on his face.

"If you have the chance, you must try your aunt's handiwork." Wu Fan smiled and changed his words: "But I think in such weather, the most important thing to eat is hot pot." ”

Mu Qingwan's pretty face couldn't help but light up and said, "Hot pot? When I went to the capital a few years ago, my parents took me to eat. But that thing is delicious, but it's too expensive, and ordinary people can't afford it! ”

Wu Fan stretched out his hands and pressed it weakly: "You listen to me first, the soup of the hot pot must be carefully boiled." This soup must be made with good spices and old marinated ......"

Among the twenty styles of the God of Food's tricks just drawn, they happen to include the materials and boiling details of various hot pots. At this moment, Wu Fan came easily, and what he said was very interesting, which made Mu Qingwan listen attentively.

After a while, the sound of cooing and cooing was endless.

“…… Pick up a thin slice of mutton with chopsticks, turn it around in a boiling soup pot, dip it in a sesame oil dish, and swallow it in your mouth immediately. After such a puff of mutton, it melts in the mouth......"

Knock Knock Knock......

“…… Take a bite of meat and a sip of wine, and I can eat it for two hours! ”

The saliva is overflowing and the swallowing is constant. It wasn't until she found that Wu Fan had finished speaking that Mu Qingwan shyly stopped swallowing, but the saliva in her mouth still bubbled out uncontrollably.

"You're saying it so temptingly, as if you really know how to do it."

Wu Fanzhi said proudly: "Of course I will." ”

Mu Qingwan came back to her senses, her thoughts had returned to the right path, and said: "In the hot pot business, it is certain to make money. But the initial investment is not small, and it has seasonal characteristics, I'm afraid it ......" After speaking, he shook his head involuntarily.

Unexpectedly, Wu Fan changed his words and said: "I didn't say that I have to make hot pot!" ”

"Then you talked about it for a long time, why is that?"

Wu Fan said proudly: "If there is another simpler form of business, but the taste is similar to the core of eating and hot pot, what do you think?" ”

"That's better!" Mu Qingwan didn't think about it, so she said, "But why haven't I heard of it?" ”

In 98, Malatang, as a Sichuan flavor, was far from spreading to a small eastern city like Ning'an, and even the provincial capital Yannan was rare.

"It's called Malatang, and that's how it works......," he said, Wu Fan took out the sketchbook brought by his bedside classmate, and drew a picture as he spoke.

Mu Qingwan listened attentively, and unconsciously got closer and closer to Wu Fan, and her feet had already entered Wu Fan's territory without realizing it.

Ten minutes later, Wu Fan's mouth was dry.

Mu Qingwan said with a look of unfinished meaning: "If customers can accept this way of eating, I think it will be no problem to make money." In this way, it seems that the cost is not too much. By the way, how much are you going to invest? ”

Wu Fan shrugged and said, "I don't have a penny, Teacher Mu." ”

"Huh?" Mu Qingwan looked stunned, and immediately said with relief: "You are still a student, and it is normal to have no money." I'll pay for it~"

"I'm going to open three stores......"

"What? If you don't have money, you're still going to open three stores? Under the quilt, Mu Qingwan kicked Wu Fan in shock.

Wu Fan said as a matter of course: "For such a profitable business, of course, the more the better." ”

"But ......"

Wu Fan waved his hand: "Teacher Mu, don't be impatient, you won't need too much cost, two thousand six hundred yuan is about the same." ”

"How is that possible?" Before the words fell, Wu Fan had already explained.

After a while, the doubt on Mu Qingwanqiao's face disappeared, and she said with a look of fascination: "Now wait to see if the spicy tang you said is really as delicious as the legend!" It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, tomorrow is Saturday, and my parents have a party in the evening. How about you come to my house to make Malatang? ”

"That's it!"

Mu Qingwan's beautiful eyes turned, stretched her neck and said carefully: "I'll send you home tomorrow, and by the way, I will make amends to my uncle and aunt?" ”

"I fell and injured myself, what do you want to atone for?" Wu Fan urged the narrow tunnel.

Mu Qingwan was relieved, her eyes met Wu Fan's eyes, and she couldn't help but smile.