Li Qing is now selling slush is not the kind that curtain and Xiaoyu stirred out in the Langzhong hut, the formula has been improved several times, and sucrose is used, although the cost is higher, but the sweetness increases, so that the taste is better, in order to ensure that the slush is soft and delicate, Li Qing designed a set of stirring devices, so that the prepared raw materials are gradually cooled and solidified in the stirring, and no longer use ice powder.

The recipe and production process of slush are absolutely confidential, except for Li Qing and Lianyu, only the old employee Liu Ye mastered, Liu Ye is the first guy hired by Li Qing, twenty-two years old this year, his parents died early, there is only one sister in the family, and now Li Qing has paid him thirty times a month, although the bag is rich, but he does not spend it indiscriminately, the monthly money has been saved, he usually lives in the Deyuelou Inn, since the launch of the slush, Li Qing appointed him to be responsible for the production of the entire slush.

Due to the use of sucrose, the cost of slush has increased sharply, coupled with expensive packaging and brand services, the price is extremely high, which is no longer affordable by ordinary people, and more importantly, Li Qing positions him as a luxury product, and does not rely on it to make money, but as a unique means of promotion in Wangjiang Restaurant, and no longer takes the road of civilianism like Langzhong.

Li Qing set up the production of slush in the basement of Wangjiang Restaurant, Liu Ye went back and forth between the inn and the restaurant at two o'clock every day, the days were long, he gradually got bored, and the main thing was that he liked a Goryeo dancing girl, the dance troupe belonging to the dancing girl toured all over Jiannan, and there was no fixed residence, these days he returned to Chengdu, Liu Ye's heart has flown away, and Lao Yu's greedy cup finally made him find an opportunity, and sneaked out of the inn at night for several days.

That night, Liu Ye went to find the dancing girl as usual, he finally made up his mind to marry her, and had negotiated with the proprietor of the dance troupe, and belonged to her at the price of one hundred, he had saved eighty guan, and the remaining twenty guan decided to advance to the proprietor tomorrow, and the two said goodbye, and Liu Ye, who was intoxicated in love, returned to the inn excitedly.

In early winter, the temperature difference between day and night in Chengdu is not large, and there are not many sunny days, often Yayoi fog, today is no exception, the sky is overcast, there is no moon, the street has been shrouded in dense fog, and the visibility is less than ten zhang.

Liu Ye hurriedly walked along the wall, the night was very quiet, the whole street seemed to hear only the rustling of his own footsteps, there were no other pedestrians, but for some reason, he felt that he was not alone on the street, as if someone was moving in rhythm with him.

This feeling became stronger and stronger, and he suddenly stopped, and turned back sharply, but there was still a gray sky in front of him, and there was no half a figure.

The further he went, the colder the fog became, and the more damp it became, Liu Ye's hair became wet and hung on his forehead, he had walked this road several times, but tonight he felt unusually far away, and the long street was long and endless.

After walking for a while, I have arrived near the Xima Bridge, the fog in this area is a little thin, you can see farther, in the mist Liu Ye faintly saw the Wangjiang Restaurant, there is a faint light above, from the height of the light can be judged that it should be the fifth floor of the Wangjiang Restaurant, the owner is still working, Liu Ye was ashamed for a while, and accelerated his pace.

Suddenly, a woman's scream came faintly in the alley on the left, coming through the fog, so low that it was almost inaudible, followed by a burst of sounds that sounded like "Help! Help me! The voice became softer and softer, and the last "help" turned into a long wail, which stopped abruptly.

Liu Ye stumbled towards the shouting place, the alley was dark, the fog was filled, he couldn't see his five fingers, and he couldn't tell the direction at all, but he still ran forward with instinct.

"Where are you? Where are you? He shouted loudly, and he had reached the end of the alley, and there was no one at all.

There was no response, he stopped to listen, as if he heard a faint sound nearby, Liu Ye suddenly felt a burst of fear, turned around and ran back, but not far in front of him, a group of dim shadows loomed, there were dozens of people, blocking the way out, Liu Ye was so frightened that he gasped, took a big step back, and fell to the ground.

"Who are you?" He screamed wildly, terrified.

"Waiting for your people!" A voice responded, very low and indifferent, as if coming out of the ground: "You are Liu Ye!" We've been waiting for you for a long time......"

Just when Liu Ye finally shouted in despair, the faint light in mid-air also flickered, Li Qing seemed to hear something, he pushed open the window, and a thick fog rushed towards him, he shivered, the wind rose, it was a biting cold wind, and the weather was about to change. Wisps of thick mist drifted past him, and the exhaled breath condensed into a white mist.

"Is it already winter?"

Li Qing hurriedly closed the window, and the flickering lights straightened up again, it is now late October, and if the solar calendar is counted, it is already close to December, and it is indeed winter, and the intoxicating autumn has passed.

Autumn is the harvest season, the crops in the fields are harvested, the fruits in the mountains and forests are picked, the fat fish in the pond are caught, there are joyful smiles everywhere, for businessmen, this joy is their harvest again, the harvest is a piece of yellow copper coins, after autumn, Chengdu's catering industry is becoming more and more popular, and the competition between the two major catering belts represented by the horse bridge and the east market is also more intense, and the area around the horse bridge is the traditional first choice for the middle and upper classes of society. In the East City area is a gathering place for businessmen, the original two well water does not violate the river water, each has a stable source of customers, but since the Wangjiang Restaurant launched the slush, the slush has become a symbol of elegance and cultivation, which has triggered a far-reaching butterfly effect, the original obscure social boundaries between the two places are suddenly delineated, the horse bridge is the spring and white snow to go, and the East City has fallen into the residence of the lower riba people, whether it is true elegance or false vanity, the result is that a large number of old customers in the East City have turned around and gone west, joining the ranks of attaching elegance, Unwilling to be called a Lower Riba person.

'Wangjiang Tower tastes slush, and it is difficult for princes to go'

Going to Wangjiang Restaurant to eat has gradually become a symbol of social status.

Li Qing closed the account book, stretched out for a long time, he used slush as a medium, carefully planned a restaurant brand war, but the effect was so good that he expected, from tasting slush to Wangjiang Restaurant to eat, to improve social status to Wangjiang Restaurant to eat, which has achieved a qualitative leap.

But the most realistic is the skyrocketing turnover, the numbers on the account book really make him linger, only two months, he has made a net profit of 24,000 yuan, and he has worked hard in Langzhong for three months to earn 2,000 yuan, and now, he only needs to drink tea every day, dial the abacus beads, and the rolling money will go into his pocket, which is the capital effect and brand effect, and the big capital and big brands win high profits.

Although the business is amazing, Li Qing has always had a trace of worry in his heart, that is, the lack of a solid foundation under this brand, in later generations, this foundation will take a hundred years to pour, and it will take several generations to accumulate.

Now, what he needs most is the backstage, a tough backstage, after the Mid-Autumn Festival birthday banquet, almost everyone thinks that the backstage of Wangjiang Restaurant is the festival envoy. Li Qing sighed slightly, he knew that it was actually just Zhang Qiu and Qiong's face to Xian Yu Zhongtong, and when the latter went to Nanzhao, he came to support himself for him.

Although the Hai family has temporarily died down, it does not mean that they will let themselves go, the Hai family is like a wolf, staring at themselves in the dark, their eyes flashing with the fierce light of cannibalism, as long as they see that they are not confident enough, they will pounce fiercely and bite them.

"No! I must think of a way to get in touch with Zhang Qiu and Qiong. ”

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The next day, as soon as the Wangjiang Restaurant opened, the curtain rushed into the store like a gust of wind, and shouted in panic: "Childe, it's not good!" Something went wrong. ”

"What's the matter?"

Seeing the curtain with a frightened face, Li Qing suddenly felt bad in his heart.

"Liu Ye is missing, I just asked Lao Yu, who lives with Liu Ye, Liu Ye didn't go back to the inn last night."

"What!"

Li Qing stood up 'Teng', "Didn't I order Lao Yu to watch him?" ”

Curtain sighed and said: "Lao Yu is greedy for a cup, I heard that he is drunk every day, how can I stand him." ”

Li Qing's back began to be drenched in cold sweat, Liu Ye is a person who has mastered key technologies, his identity is extremely sensitive, and there are only two possibilities for his disappearance: being bribed or kidnapped.

He was quickly assessing the incident in his mind, and the consequences were quite serious, and soon someone would also launch the slush, although the restaurant did not make money from the slush, but the flood of slush would ruin the cultural atmosphere he had worked so hard to build.

"Haijia!" These two words popped up in Li Qing's mind, and the Hai family finally made a move.

Suddenly, Zhang Wang led a group of people into the door, his face was full of tears, his expression was a little sluggish, behind him, the crowd was mixed with a stretcher, Li Qing's heart suddenly chilled.

"Zhang Wang, who is that!"

"It's Liu Ye, he's dead!"

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