Bennet was curled up in the corner of his cell, lying on the cold ground, his wounds already making it impossible for him to distinguish what was painful and what was intact.

But he was already numb to all this, his heart was as cold as his body, and the fear of losing everything even overshadowed the pain coming from his body.

He never imagined that he would end up like this one day, he just wanted to get a hot pot recipe from a small staff member in a restaurant.

But he lost his gambling house and brothel as a result, and even ended up in prison.

The Gray Temple knows everything, the guys buried in the backyard of the gambling house, the forbidden potions sold over the years, and the old accounts have all been turned out, and the confession is written in black and white, so he can't help but deny it.

Those loyal and tight-lipped henchmen and subordinates who usually show themselves are in the hands of the Gray Temple, but every one of them has kept their mouths.

He's probably not going to get out, his reputation is gone, and his brother is probably happily thinking about how to remove his name from the Marquis family tree.

Bennet was a little stunned, and couldn't help but think of McGonagall.

He was clearly responsible for all of this, and his fellow clerks, as well as his possible relationship with the Grey Temple, made him a little frightened.

He even regretted it a little, if he hadn't been greedy to hit the idea of McMie's restaurant, if he hadn't had the hot pot business, and even if McGonagall straightened up his actions on the day he came to the door, all this might not have happened.

"Bastard—"

Bennet's hoarse roar echoed through the cell, only a stern warning.

……

McGonagall had a good night's sleep, turned off the alarm, got up and went downstairs to make breakfast.

It wasn't long before there was a knock at the door, and McGonagall opened the door, leaving Reena standing in the doorway in addition to Phyllis and Camilla, who had come early to prepare the ingredients.

"Why did Rena come so early?" McGonagall leaned sideways to let the three of them in, greeted Phyllis and Camilla, and looked at Rena in some surprise.

"There's something I'd like to discuss with you, so come over early." Rena said with a smile, looking in good spirits.

"Okay, you can go and sit over there first." McGonagall said.

"Hmm." Rena nodded and sat down near the door.

McGonagall went into the kitchen and poured a glass of warm water, gently placed it in front of Rena, looked at her and smiled, "Did you sleep well yesterday?" ”

"Well, I slept with my mother, and I slept well." Rena nodded, the villains had all been caught, and she had indeed slept well in her mother's arms yesterday.

"Is there anything you want to tell me early in the morning?" McGonagall asked.

"Well, I have an immature idea......" Rena looked at McGonagall, a little hesitant.

"Just say what you think, I can listen to it." McGonagall smiled and encouraged.

Rena looked at McGlen's smiling face and plucked up her courage to say, "I want to ...... Is it possible to set up a new hot pot restaurant outside of Maimi's restaurant? ”

"Open a new hot pot restaurant?" McGonagall looked at Rena in some surprise and thought for a moment, "Judging from the current situation of the restaurant, I'm afraid it's not easy to implement, why would you want to open another hot pot restaurant?" ”

"I think hot pot is a very great invention, with a peculiar way of cooking and eating, as well as a unique dining atmosphere, and delicious at the same time. But at present, the cost of eating hot pot in our restaurant is a bit too high for ordinary people, and the per capita consumption is more than 1,000, which is an unacceptable price for most people. Rena looked at McGonagall and said sincerely: "I know that you use the best spices and ingredients to create the ultimate deliciousness, and I want to open a new affordable hot pot restaurant by lowering the standard of ingredients, so that more ordinary people can taste authentic hot pot." ”

McGlossy thought for a moment, looked at Rena, who looked a little nervous and a little expectant, and nodded: "This is a good idea, do you have a specific plan?" ”

"You...... Do you agree? Rena was visibly stunned.

"I agree with you, but I still need to hear your plan on how to implement it." McGonagall nodded in no hurry.

"I'm familiar with the wet market in the north of the city, where you can buy low-priced, high-quality and fresh pork bones from pig traders at 3 a.m. every morning to make bone broth. There are also a variety of ingredients that can also be purchased fresh at the wet market, and high-quality and affordable ingredients can be obtained by selecting suppliers.

In terms of spices, I was able to find most of the substitutes, with slight differences in taste and aroma, but the taste was still above the horizon, but there were a few spices that I needed to get from you.

A single customer consumption of 100 copper coins can make ordinary guests full, and after my calculations, after deducting the cost of ingredients and labor, there is more than half of the profit margin. If you get enough traffic every day, you should be able to make a good profit. Rena said clearly.

"It's a really good idea, and it's very actionable." McGonagall looked at Rena with an appreciative expression, he really didn't think the wrong person in the first place, if Bennet managed to poach her, this would definitely be a store manager and partner who was far beyond the qualified line.

Hot pot is the favorite of the general public, and McGonagall never thought of putting it on the shelf with a high price.

It's just that McMie's restaurant is busy enough, and there are all kinds of messy things between them, and he doesn't have time to take care of the feelings of ordinary people.

As Rena said, the ingredients purchased from the system are naturally expensive because of their high quality.

According to what Rena said, looking for local suppliers and then making hot pot with ordinary ingredients can greatly reduce costs and make the price of hot pot more down-to-earth.

"It's just a little bit of an immature idea on my part." Rena's face was slightly red, thinking that her proposal would be strictly rejected by McGonagall, but she didn't expect to be approved by him.

McGonagall looked at Rena with a smile and said, "The idea is very good, and the idea of opening a hot pot restaurant and eating the low-end market is also very commercial, and there is enough and sufficient market." But I don't have time to worry about this at the moment, and now that you're in charge of the hot pot area, do you still have the energy to develop new hot pot restaurants? ”

"Our restaurant only serves hot pot in the evening, so I'm pretty free in the morning, just ......" Rena looked at McGonagall, and stopped talking.

"For the new hot pot restaurant, I will take out 2 million copper coins and hand it over to you as the start-up capital, and you will be the store manager, responsible for all the affairs of the restaurant from scratch. The relationship between us is not that of superiors and subordinates, but of partners, I will not participate in any affairs and decisions of this hot pot restaurant, you will own half of the equity of this hot pot restaurant, I will only be responsible for the capital contribution, and future dividends. McGonagall looked at Rena and smiled, "Do you have the confidence to do it?" ”

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