Chapter 9 Excellent business acumen
Bai Rong, who was standing on the side, heard their conversation clearly, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
After getting along these days, she also knew that Gu Ziyuan was an arrogant person and would never easily accept charity from others.
It seems that if you want him to study in a better school, you have to work harder to make money.
Although she was a doctor of education in her last life, she was still not proficient in the educational concepts of this era.
If he accidentally teaches others astray, I'm afraid he will never be able to go to high school.
What's more, she is still illiterate.
As soon as he thought of this question, he was so sad that he couldn't help but sigh.
Just as he was wandering, a thin monkey-like man approached. crossed his waist and roared: "Which of you is the boss?" β
Just listening to this tone, you know that he is a master who is not easy to mess with.
Gu Ziyuan wiped his hands and stepped forward: "What's the matter with you?" β
The other party snorted coldly, raised his hand and pointed to the restaurant behind: "My grandfather said, your tofu sells well, and I want to buy your tofu recipe." Don't say anything, make an offer. β
The man crossed his waist with his hands crossed, and his legs were still swaying vigorously, looking like Lao Tzu was invincible in the world.
Needless to say, there must be someone behind it.
Gu Ziyuan was about to speak, but Bai Rong hurriedly walked over with a smiling face, and secretly tugged at Gu Ziyuan's cuffs, suggesting that he should be a little restless.
"This master, I don't know how much your master wants to buy my recipe?"
"My grandfather said, give you five taels of silver! In my opinion, five taels is too much to give you. You sell four copper plates for a pound of tofu, and you also add a scoop of soy milk. According to your selling method, it will take next year to sell enough for a tael of silver. It's better to take the money now and go home to enjoy the blessings. β
"Ye is really a good eye, he can see the essence of things at a glance. It's a pity, this recipe is the dowry given to me by my mother, and it can't be sold. If you think my tofu is delicious, I can leave a few pieces of tofu for you to try. β
"Fuck you, what Lao Tzu wants is a recipe, not some broken tofu! Today, you have to sell this recipe, and if you don't sell it, you have to sell it! β
The man scolded with raised eyebrows, and Gu Ziyuan blocked Bai Rong behind him: "Dare to ask who you are doing things for?" Although we are grass people, we are soft-spoken, but after all, we are the emperor's people. If something happens to the people, the parents will definitely give an explanation. β
The man sneered a few times, stepped forward, and grabbed Gu Ziyuan's collar: "You actually talked to me about my parents?" What, you want to use the official to suppress me? You don't fucking ask, who my grandfather is-"
"Wang Si, the master is looking for you."
A man's voice came from the building.
The man immediately nodded: "Let's go, I'll go." β
Turning his head, he viciously pushed Gu Ziyuan aside: "It's your good luck today, and when you come out next time, you won't be so good at talking!" β
He threw down these cruel words and entered the restaurant in a hurry.
Bai Rong breathed a sigh of relief for the time being, and Gu Ziyuan's face was solemn, as if he was thinking about something.
Just as he was about to push the wooden cart back, the owner of the grain store mysteriously beckoned to Bai Rong.
Bai Rong could only let Gu Ziyuan wait outside the door, and walked in quickly.
"Girl, do you know who that person is just now?" The shop owner asked mysteriously.
Bai Rong shook his head very cooperatively.
The other party snorted and lowered his voice: "That's a bully from the city, that Wang Si is the lackey of the bully, and he doesn't bully people." If you provoke him today, I am afraid that the days to come will not be easy. β
"We can't afford to mess with us, we can afford to hide after all, and it's a big deal not to sell it in this town in the future."
"If that's the case, then it would be fine. That person has a backer in the capital, not to mention that you are not in this town, even if you escape to the deep mountains and old forests, he can find a way to arrest you back. β
The boss's tone was full of seductiveness.
Bai Rong looked him up and down a few times and smiled: "If you have anything to say, you don't have to be so secretive." β
"Hehe, don't look at your small girl, but you're sensible."
The boss rubbed his hands, looked at her with bright eyes, and stretched out ten fingers: "He will pay five taels of silver, and I will pay ten taels to buy your recipe." Whoa, whoaβdon't go! Fifteen taels, twenty taels! Thirty taels, no more! β
Bai Rong paused, and hooked his lips at the boss with a smile: "If you let him know, you won't be afraid of getting burned?" β
"To tell you the truth, I've been here for so many years, how can I not have a doorway? Did you see that? I opened the restaurant opposite, and he didn't dare to provoke me. Don't worry, as long as this recipe falls into my hands, they won't dare to trouble you. β
Bai Rong's eyes lit up, he walked over with a smile, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and swallowed them, staring at the boss's eyes: "It's not impossible to sell you Fangzi, but the premise is that I want to buy shares." β
"Stake? What do you mean? β
"I'll give you a prescription, and you give me a tael of silver every month. In addition, I want 20% of the shares of your restaurant. To put it bluntly, the silver sold in your restaurant will be divided into 20% for me every month, otherwise there is no need to talk about it. β
When the boss heard this, he immediately exploded, and pushed her a few times in a row: "Go and go, I won't do this business!" β
"If you don't do it, forget it, anyway, some people buy my tofu. Sell as much as you sell every day, count the money until your hands are soft. β
She sighed as she moved her arms in a deliberate manner and walked out without looking back.
The boss naturally looked at their business in his eyes, and his eyes were red.
This tofu is suitable for all ages, and no one knows how to make it. If you win the recipe, let alone one restaurant, even five restaurants can earn it back.
Seeing that she was about to leave, the boss gritted his teeth: "Twenty percent is too much!" I can only give you 10%! β
"One into five, by the way, I will send you a few tofu menus to ensure that you make money every day."
"Done! Do as you say! β
The boss was ruthless, picked up the pen and ink and wrote the contract.
Bai Rong was not ambiguous, and directly called Gu Ziyuan in, and after asking him to look at the contract, he asked him to write the names of the two of them and pressed his handprints.
With the money given by the boss, she felt relieved.
Although Gu Ziyuan didn't know how she negotiated the business, he also admired her courage.
"Rong'er, I'll teach you to read and read in the future."
He pushed the small wooden cart and said with a solemn face, obviously well thought out.
"That's a good dare, it's much more convenient for me to sign in the future."
Bai Rong responded, and even walked with it much brisker.
After they left, the shopkeeper ran to the opposite restaurant with the contract, and found the room on the top floor, where a young and handsome man was leisurely drinking tea.
"Childe, everything is done, that kid is very stubborn, he doesn't want to send someone to give him money, and the ghost girl with him is also very elf, let her sell Fang Zi to me, so as not to offend the bully opposite, she also took the opportunity to ask for shares in my restaurant!"
The man nodded, but his eyes looked at the same place, and said secretly, after all, he is not a thing in the pool, how can he be vulgar? He has been running around for many years, and finally found the young master, and he is worthy of his father's spirit in the sky.