Chapter Twenty-Four: Boiling Chicken Blood
The roller shutters have been opened and the shop is bright.
Liang Yuan does have two brushes, and the tables and chairs have obviously been rearranged, and in terms of the use of space, they are really much more spacious than before my dad fiddled with them.
Liang Yuan was very proud, and he said, "You see if it's better to put it like this." Not only can it seat a few more people, but it also looks more spacious. This pot table, there is also a problem with the seat, and it is placed at the door, which makes the door face look much smaller. I'll have to find a couple of workers to knock it out and re-hit it, and the second floor ......."
He talked so much that I could hear it with black lines.
Last night, he was thinking about the second floor where I lived. My dad had also thought about building up the second floor and setting up a few more desks, so that he could install an air conditioner or something.
In this way, the quality of our noodle shop has been improved, and the price has been slightly increased.
But then you have to move back to the building.
My dad didn't like that place, probably because it was where my mom used to live, and my dad was afraid to see things and think about people, and when he saw that house, he would think of my mom.
My mom abandoned my dad and me, and I won't forgive her for the rest of my life.
I have said that from the day she left, I decided that if she was rich and rich in the future, I would not go to her; If she lives on the streets, I won't look at her.
My dad listened, but was silent.
Then, he would persuade me, saying that it was my mother anyway, and although she didn't raise me, she gave birth to me after all. I promised on the surface, but on the inside I was still rebellious, and my dad saw everything in his eyes, but he couldn't do anything about it.
Another reason is that my dad, like me, is a person who is afraid of trouble.
It's hard to separate the upstairs, and if it is rebuilt, it will be very moving. Closing for a few days, redecorating, buying new tables, chairs and benches, etc., is a headache to think about.
Simply, so be it.
My dad is very honest in business, this shop has been open for more than ten years, and the rent has risen by 10% every year, but the price of chicken noodles has increased three times.
The profit of noodles is not very large, and my dad said that the money is not too much, just enough to live.
I asked him if he had said at first that he wanted to show others what he was looking like, and he sighed and looked at the sunset in the distance: "Xiaofan, a person's life is very short, there is no need to be too difficult for yourself." ”
At that time, I was in a rebellious period, and I felt that I was invincible in the world, the flying dragon was in the sky, people were blocking and killing, and the Buddha was blocking and killing Buddha.
So, my dad couldn't understand this statement at all, and he didn't want to understand it.
Later, I entered the society, although I can't be regarded as experiencing ups and downs, but I have also experienced some human sophistication at a young age, and occasionally I can understand my father's philosophy of life.
My agitated mood gradually calmed down a lot.
Looking at Liang Yuan at this moment, his strength was beating chicken blood, and the blood should still be boiling in his chest.
But this is actually very good, this small chicken noodle shop will earn 100,000 yuan a day within two years. Such an ambitious goal requires a little bit of motivation.
Anyway, with my current Buddhist mentality, it will definitely not work.
Although I think so, it has only just begun, and we can't rush everything, otherwise it will be easy to get half the result.
So I said, "Let's wait a little bit about the things upstairs, and let's open the shop on the lower floor first." Otherwise, even the rent in this shop and the cost of my dad's treatment are a big problem. ”
When Liang Yuan heard this, he also said yes and agreed to come step by step.
I said, "Just follow me, I'll give you 3,000 yuan a month, and I won't treat you badly." ”
Liang Yuan nodded first, and then sighed: "How could it be that I followed you, Tang Xiaofan, we have to figure out first, who is the leader in the end, I am a business wizard, how can I work for you, it is impossible to work, it is impossible to work for a lifetime......
He chattered behind me as I cleaned up on the stove.
Looking at the few kimchi and bean paste in the bowl, I was a little apprehensive. The jars in the cubicle were all broken, and kimchi was essential if you wanted to make delicious chicken offal.
In addition, the bean paste is gone, and the snail prawns can't be fried or anything.
"Ghost Diet" mainly sells these things, and if you want to reopen, you have to find a way to get some again.
In our place, it's really not difficult to get some kimchi bean paste or something. After all, this is the capital of food, and basically every household is making those kimchi jars and bean paste.
But to open a store, you have to be distinctive.
Although the home-cooked flavor is also delicious, it is the same, and anyone can make it. The "ghost food" in the night market is actually a feature, otherwise at night, you will make it yourself at home and eat it, who will run a small shop.
To make a specialty, you have to have good seasonings.
My dad Tang Sihai knows this very well, and because of this, he will follow the method on the "Autumn Moon Food List" to control the soul of the dead ghost Chen San, and use his aura to marinate delicious pickles and sauces.
Chen San ate all the delicacies in the world, and the fat on that body was all delicious.
The aura gathered in the fat and soaked into the surrounding jars along the air, and the diners were enjoying the human delicacies that the dead demons had eaten.
That's why my chicken noodle shop was booming overnight.
I have to say that "Autumn Moon Eclipse List" is really powerful.
And Huang Qiuyue, the author of this food list, must also be a magical woman.
I went to the supermarket and bought a small bucket of branded bean paste and kimchi, and got a kimchi roasted loach and spicy bean fish at noon.
Turn on the fire, follow my dad's cooking steps, and sweat on the stove. After smelling the kimchi and bean paste I bought, the taste of kimchi was really flattering, a smell of preservatives, and the color was also gray.
The bean paste tasted a little bit, but it was okay, but it was a little salty.
I made it crackling, I was very happy, and after working hard at noon, I finally made two dishes.
These two dishes look good in terms of color, aroma, and appearance.
It is also bright and attractive, and the fragrance is fragrant.
After scooping two bowls of rice, Liang Yuan and I started eating.
To be honest, although my three-legged cat kung fu tastes good, it is not worse than my dad's cooking.
I know very well in my heart that the bad taste of this dish is the aura of Chen San in the condiment.
But the question is, now, where do I go to find a big fat man of 500 pounds? Even if I could, I wouldn't have dug a lump of fat out of someone's body.
Go to the funeral home like my dad did, that's even more impossible, a Chen San is so scared that I'm going to die, go to that ghostly place for a night, I guess I don't have to come out, I'm scared to death and cremated directly.
Besides, what my dad did was something that a normal person couldn't do.
I always thought I knew my dad very well, but there have been so many messy things in the past few days, and after talking to Xu Yinyin for a while that day, I found that my dad is really mysterious.
In addition to the "Autumn Moon Eclipse List", I suspect that he has a lot of things, many things, hidden from me......