Everyone present did not laugh at Zhu Mingliang because of Zhu Mingliang's last sentence "I can't afford it", but admired them in their hearts.

Originally, I thought they were gangsters, but some of them had a trace of contempt, which turned into respect.

They are still only teenage students, but they have begun to take on the livelihood problems of dozens of people, and even ordinary adults do not have their responsibilities and responsibilities.

Originally, it was said that a person only charged a dollar for tolls, but it was just a last resort for them to maintain the livelihood of these people.

You must know that this is still the era of semi-planned economy, especially in a small and isolated county like Guxian, there is no relationship, no luck, and it is really poor from generation to generation, from generation to generation.

Zhao Linlin took the lead and said, "Brother Guan, Brother Zhu, I will never fight with you again in the future!" You do yours, and I will act as if I have seen nothing. ”

Zhao Binbin rarely bowed his head and said, "Before, I didn't know about these things, and I was inevitably prejudiced against you. In the future, if you collect protection money again, I will obediently pay it before leaving. ”

Zhao Mumu also raised his hand enthusiastically and said, "Brother Guan, Brother Zhu, you should also go to our school to collect protection money!" I will definitely pay it on time! ”

Guan Hanchao rolled his eyes and said, "You little yellow-haired girl, what are you talking about!" You elementary school student, why are we embarrassed to ask you for money?! ”

After Zhu Mingliang said these words, seeing that they had won the trust and support of everyone, he said: "Actually, we are not completely relying on these protection fees, and we are also trying to do what we can."

We also raised money to buy three tricycles, and we arranged shifts for everyone to take turns pulling people around the city.

Although it is not much money after the equal division, the burden is at least not as heavy as before. ”

None of the others had dealt with them directly, and when they heard them so self-reliant, they all cast admiring eyes.

Zeng Yirou tilted his head, chuckled, and said, "Brother Guan, Brother Zhu, who said that this menu can only open a restaurant?" There are other ways to make money! ”

"How?" Even Zhu Mingming, who had always been calm, was anxious and hurriedly asked.

Others looked over curiously.

Zeng said softly and methodically: "If you don't open a restaurant, you can set up a stall!" ”

Seeing that everyone was puzzled, he continued to explain: "Don't underestimate those who set up stalls at the school gate, when their business is good, they can make a lot of money a day!"

A small stall, just a tricycle, two small tables, a few small benches, some chopsticks, a small briquette stove, a few shelves.

The biggest thing, you have the tricycle, and the other things, who doesn't have them! Even if there is a small family, there are dozens of you, and one person can get together, which is enough!

You say, "Am I right?" ”

Guan Hanchao swallowed his saliva excitedly, wanted to get up, sat down again, leaned forward, and asked, "I know this."

But what do our stalls sell? Hot pot? How many stoves and pots do you need? Not cost-effective, right?! ”

Zeng Yirou shook her head and said with a smile: "We don't make hot pot, we make skewers!" ”

"Skewers? What's that? Guan Hanchao asked anxiously.

Qian Yiming and Gu Wentao and Zhou Zhiyuan on the other side all suddenly realized and nodded.

Qian Yiming even touched Zeng Yirou's head and praised: "The idea is good!" ”

Zeng Yirou explained in the expectation of others: "Actually, skewers, that is, small hot pots, skewer all kinds of dishes we eat today with bamboo skewers, and then put them into the hot pot that has been burning all the time to shabu-shabu, and when they are cooked, then take them out and eat, drizzle some sesame paste, or add some soup base, and it's fine."

The price of each bunch is fixed, such as a dime a bunch.

Different dishes, depending on the cost price, can be skewered more or less.

When counting money, just count the number of bamboo sticks.

Look, how convenient!

In fact, there is also a small hot pot, called Malatang, which is the same as we eat hot pot, stewed together, that is, the price is fixed, such as a small portion of five cents and a small bowl.

The approximate form is like this, and when you do it, you can understand how to operate it by looking at the situation specifically, which is very simple.

Speaking of which, there are many of these snacks, barbecue, lamb skewers, meat patties, cold noodles, and cold noodles

No, I can't say it, and besides, I'm going to drool! ”

Zhu Mingliang couldn't help but be eager to try, and said, "We're not greedy, just make the skewers first!"

I think no matter what we do, the main thing is that our food must taste good, clean and hygienic, so that it can last for a long time and keep repeat customers.

Yirou, you see, you're also on summer vacation now, and you don't have anything to do, so help us set up the stall, right?

We don't treat you badly, just like those private companies that my uncle knows, we will give you dividends every month, okay? ”

Zeng Yirou was embarrassed to accept their money, and hurriedly said, "I can't ask for your money." Your money is hard money, I just came up with a ready-made idea, how can I collect money?

If you really make money from these, you should save first, open a few more small stalls, and if you save more, you will open a restaurant in the future.

I'm happy to be able to help you! ”

Guan Hanchao turned his face sideways and said, "How can that work?" Without your idea, we wouldn't have our little booth. Do you look down on us bastards? ”

Zeng Yirou pouted and said aggrievedly: "Brother Guan, how can you speak!" If I really had that idea, would I invite you to my house for dinner today? I really feel that I can't do much, and I deserve it!

Big deal, I'll go to your stall to eat in the future and give me a discount! ”

Guan Hanchao wanted to say something more, but Zhu Mingliang raised his hand to stop, and said: "The coming day is long, we and Yirou will be friends in the future, we are a family, everyone is too polite, the division is too clear, but it hurts feelings." ”

Guan Hanchao calmed down and had already heard the meaning of Zhu Mingming's words clearly.

It's a friend, it's a family, so in the future, they can take care of her just like they do now.

Other people understand, some don't understand, but they all know that the relationship between everyone has improved.

Zeng Yirou continued to actively come up with ideas, saying: "Our first thing is to make a delicious soup base.

This needs to be experimented, and you can give more opinions.

Brother Guan, if you buy soy products in the future, you can find Brother Zhao and their family, and for other work, you can let Brother Zhu go to the supply and marketing cooperatives to discuss the long-term supply with his uncle. Other fresh vegetables can be wrapped by Brother Guan. As a friendly reminder, if you need pork or pork bones, you can consider our Yichen family.

Look, this booth hasn't opened yet, and we have solved all the problems of restocking. ”