Looking at the empty grocery store, Jiang Dahai's expression was very complicated.

The grocery store, which has been open for 12 years, is now closed, and he doesn't feel good about it.

When the interruption continues, it is chaotic.

Jiang Dahai knows very well that the grocery store continues to open, and the longer it drags on, the more money will be lost.

When Lihua Supermarket opened, the price of many things was lower than his purchase price.

In his opinion, the price of goods in Lihua Supermarket must be much lower than him.

A supermarket with a lower price is opposite, what business can a grocery store have?

Jiang's grocery store will close sooner or later, and in order to stop losses, Jiang Dahai can only clear the goods at a loss.

"Dad, I now have a subsidy of 10,000 yuan a month, which is more than the money I make by opening a store, and when I become a pharmacist, I will earn even more money." Jiang Feng said with a smile.

"The store has been open for more than ten years, and now it is said that it will be closed, and I just feel a little emotional." Jiang Dahai said.

"Closing the grocery store and being able to sleep in every day and sleep until you wake up is not something that everyone has the opportunity to enjoy, right?" Jiang Feng asked with a smile.

"Man, if you don't have anything to do all the time, it won't be long before everything from body to soul will become decaying." Jiang Dahai said thoughtfully.

"Daddy, what do you want to do?" Jiang Feng asked.

"I've been running a grocery store for more than ten years, and I don't know what to do." Jiang Dahai looked very dazed.

"Why don't we open a small restaurant?" Jiang Feng thought about it and said, in fact, he wanted to get a pharmacy store more, he lacked initial funds in his hand, and if something happened to him, the pharmacy would have no supply.

It's different to open a restaurant, everyone has to eat, as long as the cooking skills are passable, don't worry about no business.

Ingredients are available everywhere, and with top-level chef-level cooking, opening a restaurant is a breeze.

"Xiaofeng, although your cooking skills are good, you should focus on your studies, whether it is power, status or the ability to make money, a chef is far inferior to a pharmacist, right?" Jiang Dahai said.

"Daddy, aren't you afraid that you have nothing to do? I'll make some secret condiments, teach you how to cook for a few more days, and then I'll go to pharmacy school, and you can open a restaurant. Jiang Feng said.

It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish!

"Okay, that's it." Jiang Dahai nodded.

The two sold all the things on the first floor cheaply, and went to buy some tables, stools, pots and pans and other things.

In the next few days, in addition to his daily practice, Jiang Feng taught Jiang Dahai to cook whenever he had free time.

The customers faced by the small restaurant are ordinary people, and they don't need to prepare so many dishes, there are more than a dozen meat dishes, a dozen vegetarian dishes, and a few soup dishes and cold dishes, which are almost the same.

"Okay, Xiaofeng, you go get busy, I don't understand, you can watch the video." Jiang Dahai said.

"Hmm." Jiang Feng nodded and walked upstairs.

Jiang Dahai recalled the practice of returning to the pot meat, watched the video taken by his son again, took out the pork and condiments for making the pot meat, and pounded it according to the scoop of gourds.

Jiang Feng in the room sat cross-legged on the bed, cultivating Xingyi Divine Skill without distractions.

A trace of heaven and earth source power poured into his body, integrated into Zhou's body, and slowly improved his physical fitness.

After a long time, Jiang Dahai stood downstairs and shouted, "Xiaofeng, come down to eat." ”

The grocery store closed and the first floor was converted into a small restaurant, and the kitchen was moved from the upper floor.

Jiang Feng responded, walked downstairs quickly, looked at a few meat and vegetables on the table, breathed the fragrance in the air, and couldn't help but praise: "The appearance is exquisite, the fragrance is strong, and people can't help but swallow saliva." ”

"Taste it." Jiang Dahai said expectantly.

Jiang Feng picked up the chopsticks and ate a little, and said: "The unique aroma of the ingredients has been retained, that is, when the meat is cooked, a little more star anise is put in...... You can open a restaurant. ”

"Don't worry, I'll practice for a few more days and try to get off to a good start." After Jiang Dahai finished speaking, he said again: "Don't say it, Xiaofeng, you are still growing your body, eat more meat." ”

"Daddy, you eat more." Jiang Feng said.

For more than ten days in a row, in order to practice his cooking skills, Jiang Dahai would prepare a large table of dishes every day at noon and evening.

At noon that day, when he was eating, seeing that his father wanted to speak and stopped, as if he had something to say, Jiang Feng said: "Dad, if you have anything, just say it directly." ”

"Xiaofeng, I want to open the hotel." Jiang Dahai said that there are only more than 20 days left before his son starts school, and if he doesn't open the restaurant, when his son goes to the pharmacy college, he will definitely have no confidence.

At the age of 52, he has been running a grocery store since he left the factory, and has never set foot in the food and beverage industry.

"Then let's open tomorrow." Jiang Feng said.

After lunch, the two went to make a billboard and bought some firecrackers.

The next morning, after a burst of firecrackers, the Jiangjia Hotel officially opened.

"Dahei, I'm here to take care of your business." Wang Fucheng said with a smile.

"Lao Wang, whatever you want to eat, I'll give you a 20% discount." Jiang Dahai said.

"Is it an 80% discount on top of that?" Wang Fucheng asked.

"What is an 80% discount on top of that?" Jiang Dahai wondered.

"When other restaurants and restaurants open, don't they have to get a 20% discount? You and I have known each other for more than ten years, so why should we have more discounts, right? Wang Fucheng said confidently.

"Then I'll give you a seven-percent discount, that's interesting enough, right?" Jiang Dahai said briskly.

"Okay, bring me a braised pork, a pot of meat, and a plate of stir-fried water spinach." Wang Fucheng said.

After a while, neighbors walked in in groups.

In the kitchen, Jiang Dahai said, "Xiaofeng, come on." ”

"Dad, you have to believe in your cooking skills, I'll be in charge of serving the dishes today." Jiang Feng said.

"Hmm." Jiang Dahai answered, looked at a list, and fell into a hurry.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Feng put the dishes on the table and said with a smile: "Uncle Wang, what else do you want to order?" ”

"Bring me a bottle of Liuliangye." Wang Fucheng said.

"I'll go get it." Jiang Feng responded with a smile.

"Xiaofeng, tell your dad to hurry up, I'm dying of hunger."

"Xiaofeng, I can't imagine that your father's cooking skills are so good?"

"It's so fragrant, I drool when I smell it, Jiang Dahei should have opened a restaurant a long time ago."

One neighbor after another, you keep talking and I don't stop talking.

Listening to the praise outside, Jiang Dahai was full of energy.

"Dad, take a break, I'll stir-fry." Seeing him sweating, Jiang Feng couldn't help but say.

"Okay." Jiang Dahai nodded and walked out with two dishes.

"Big Black, come over for a drink or two." Wang Fucheng shouted with a smile.

"Dahei, you're out, who's stir-frying in the kitchen?" Chen Qiang asked curiously.

"My son." Jiang Dahai said proudly.

"Dahei, your son knows how to stir-fry?" Wang Fucheng questioned.

"Don't you see whose son it is?" Jiang Dahai said proudly.

"I'll say okay first, Xiaofeng's fried dishes, if they don't taste good, I won't give money." Chen emphasized.

"Brother Qiang, Xiaofeng's cooking skills are much better than mine." Jiang Dahai said sincerely.

It wasn't until half past two in the afternoon that the two were idle.

"One thousand seven hundred and eight, the cost is about nine hundred, Xiaofeng, in just a few hours, we have earned more than eight hundred." Jiang Dahai calculated the account, and his expression was a little incredulous.

Under normal circumstances, the profit of the catering industry is about half of the turnover.

Jiang Dahai, who is a relatively kind-hearted person, has a lot of portions for each dish, and it is discounted when it opens today, because he does not pay rent and does not hire anyone to help, and the profit has not yet reached half.