After the unpopularity of the opening ceremony, Lian Yumen's business gradually became more depressed.

Originally, Yang Mulian's positioning for Lian Yumen was the same as Songyuelou, taking the high-end boutique route, basically not tens of thousands of dollars for a meal, but also seven or eight thousand, and ordinary people couldn't afford it at all.

In addition, the Songyue Building, which was opened next to it, made a more inseparable taste at a similar price, and Lian Yumen's situation was even more difficult.

Yang Mulian and Chu Yu also made a lot of efforts to increase their popularity, and spent a lot of savings to advertise to the media.

However, Lian Yumen's daily ingredients and store rent and labor costs are very expensive, and the business has not improved, so it has always been in a situation where it is unable to make ends meet, although Yang Mulian saved a lot of savings when he was a chef in Songyue Building, but no amount of money can withstand such losses, Chu Yu is not the daughter of a big family, and if it goes on like this, they will not need a few months to close their doors and leave.

Forced to be helpless, Yang Mulian had no choice but to drop the price of Lian Yumen again and again, from a high-end hotel with 10,000 yuan per capita to a mid-end store with 1 or 2,000 per capita.

The raw fish, seafood, frosted beef and other materials used by Lian Yumen are all bought according to the highest grade, and now the price has been reduced, and the cost budget can only be reduced again and again, so that the ingredients used by Lian Yumen are getting lower and lower-end, and the taste of the dishes made is much different from before.

For the sake of taste and decency, the guests with status look down on Lian Yumen, and attract some petty bourgeois white-collar workers or small rich families to come to consume, although these people are eager to eat the taste of Songyue Tower. However, he could only be deterred by its high price, and could only go to Lian Yumen to satisfy his hunger, after all, Yang Mulian was still Yang Guanzhong's proud disciple before.

So. Although Lian Yumen's situation is very different from Yang Mulian's original intention at the beginning, the only good news is that he has finally barely maintained the balance of payments, and he no longer loses money every month, and he has made some progress.

Ye Lin was also very concerned about the situation on Yang Mulian's side, knowing that he had now adjusted his strategy with the help of Chu Yu and finally turned a profit, he just sat in the office of Songyue Building and smiled coldly.

Song Xiuqin took the 10,000 hand-ground bean curd that Ye Lin got for her. He was using a spoon to hook some osmanthus nectar and pale yellow bean curd from the seasoning plate on the side, squinting and enjoying the sweet taste, and inadvertently said to Ye Lin, who was looking at the account book next to him: "Songyuelou is overcrowded every day this month. This month's turnover has exceeded one million. ”

Ye Lin was reminded by Song Qiuqin's words, and when he remembered to calculate this month's profit, he flipped through the account book and made a simple calculation, and was suddenly a little surprised. This month, Songyuelou made more than 100 times more money than she earned as an anchor before. The profit alone reached 10 million.

This number really scared her a little, but if you think about it carefully, it is not strange that there are so many turnover in Songyuelou, the store is overcrowded for lunch and dinner, every day from nine o'clock in the morning to the beginning, the reservation of reservations can be arranged until more than nine o'clock in the evening, coupled with the high price of vegetables in Songyuelou, the per capita consumption is more than 10,000 yuan. It's really not an exaggeration to make 10 million a month.

Song Xiuqin leaned over and looked at the final number that Ye Lin had calculated, and her jaw was about to drop in shock. In the past, when my husband was here, the three branches in N City were only this number a month, but now the old store here in Guangzifeng is actually making more money than the previous three stores combined.

"Oh my God, I can buy the Dior bag and Patek Philippe watch I saw last time!" Song Xiuqin was originally a rich daughter who spent money like running water, otherwise she would not have married Yang Guanzhong, who didn't understand Fengyue and only knew how to cook, the money he earned was enough for her to squander, her husband died a while ago, and her restaurant business was sluggish, and her expenses were a little stretched, so she finally couldn't help but go out to shop. Now under her daughter's hands, the restaurant can make so much money in a month, and Song Xiuqin's burning loser's heart can't help beating wildly again.

Ye Lin didn't say anything, opened a check for one million from the drawer and handed it to Song Xiuqin, just as she was honoring her mother for the original owner, which was all a little thing within her ability.

Anyway, she doesn't have much concept of money, and all these empty squandering in the mission are empty.

Seeing Song Xiuqin accept the check in surprise, with a child-like excited smile on her proud face, she grinned rarely.

"It just so happens that all the big brands have come out with new styles today, Ye'er, mom will take you to buy a magnificent outfit today, since your dad left, you haven't bought much new clothes, mom will take you shopping today!" Song Xiuqin put down the porcelain bowl in her hand, walked over and pulled Ye Lin up to go out.

Ye Lin thought that today's accounts were almost right, and he didn't mind going out with Mother Song to be happy.

Although N City is just a general first-tier city, it can't be compared with the imperial capital demon, but it is still a fashionable city in line with international standards, people's income is generally not low, and there is spare money to spend in the city center when they are on vacation, so although Deji Plaza is a square with a high consumption level known for luxury goods, there are many people at this time.

Song Xiuqin drove her Lamborghini sports car out, enjoying the sometimes envious eyes of passers-by along the way, since her husband died, she has never been so proud, and the noblewomen who usually interact with each other avoid her one by one after the Yang family incident, thinking that she will no longer be able to stay in the upper class society of N City. Fortunately, there is a competitive daughter, and her life can be richer and more chic than before, and those snobbish old women can't bend down and smile when they see her!

With a very plump chest, Song Xiuqin took her daughter's arm and walked into Prada's luxury store in the most conspicuous place in Deji, planning to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to pick out a few decent handbags for Ye Lin.

The shopping guide standing on the side looked at the two of them in exquisite attire, and respectfully entertained them to buy goods.

"This satin pouch looks well made, and you look very good in your hand." Song Xiuqin pointed to a dark green satin copper buckle handbag and said to Ye Lin.

Ye Lin nodded, this handbag has a simple style, and it is quite atmospheric to hold in your hand.

Song Xiuqin saw Ye Lin's head, so she turned her head and asked the clerk to wrap it up.

After that, Song Xiuqin took a fancy to Ye Lin with a few silk skirts and high heels, and wrapped them one by one with a lot of money.

Seeing that the things were almost bought, Song Xiuqin planned to go shopping at Dior next door, and turned her head to see the two people who were just about to open the door and come in behind her, and her face suddenly turned pale.

Ye Lin followed her gaze, and saw Chu Yu holding Yang Mulian and opening the door with a smile and came in. (To be continued.) )