Zhao Jin went out of the restaurant and walked around the town at will, and arrived at Mr. Wang's yard outside the pillar at about the end of school, and after a while, the pillar came out with a few children, some talked and laughed, it seemed that they got along very happily on the first day, and the pillar saw her eyes lit up, and said hello to a few companions, and then ran to her quickly, "Sister!" "How did you feel on your first day of school?" "It's good, Mr. also praised me for my understanding." The two chatted all the way back, and when they returned to the village, every household in the village began to light a fire and cook.

When I got home, Liu had already made dinner and was preparing to heat it on the stove, Liu was scrubbing Zhao Laosi's body, seeing that their smiles were still a little reluctant, Zhao Jin said: "Mother, has Dad woken up?" Why don't I get another doctor tomorrow when I go to town? Liu said: "Your father is sick, and I don't know when he will wake up, I see that his injuries are almost healed." Let's find another doctor tomorrow. Zhao Jin should get down, and then went to the kitchen to serve the dishes, and saw a bag of soybeans piled up in the corner of the kitchen, and asked her mother during the meal, "Mother, what are those soybeans in the kitchen for?" Liu said: "This is what your cousin brought when he came last time, so many should be twenty catties, and our family can't grind tofu, so how can we use so much." "Mother, why don't you let me make it into bean sprouts?" "Yes."

Zhao Jin had a flash of inspiration, she felt that since she lived in the town in the future, she had to find a way to make money, otherwise it would be better to sell food first, teppanyaki would be good, the fragrance alone could attract people, and it was easy to make with tools. Since she was going to set up a stall in the town, she had to prepare her tools first, and she planned to go to the blacksmith tomorrow to see if she could get an iron rack and stove for cooking teppanyaki. As long as you put an iron frame on the stove, burn a bunch of charcoal, cover the iron plate, and pour oil on the iron plate, you can fry things on the iron plate, whether it is vegetarian or meat, seafood, you can make it into iron plate grilling, fry the vegetables on the iron plate, mix with the secret hot sauce seasoning, sprinkle some radish shredded bean sprouts, and mix with crushed peanuts, but unfortunately there are no onions in this era.

After eating, Zhao Jin took the paper and pen drawings of the pillar to make a teppanyaki shelf, and the pillar was reviewing her homework on the side, watching her draw and asking curiously: "Sister, what are you drawing?" Zhao Jin explained: "This is a tool for making food, after a while our family moved to the town to live, to find a way to make money, tomorrow I will go to the blacksmith to beat this out." With that, she gently blew the ink dry, folded it carefully, and put it in her arms. Thinking carefully about what happened tomorrow morning, Zhao Jin told Zhuzi to go back to the house as soon as he went to bed early.

Before dawn the next day, Zhao Jin quietly got up, picked up the clothes on her body, tied her hair up, and saw that Liu had not gotten up yet, so she gently went into the kitchen to prepare a fire to make breakfast. Unveiled the dough kneaded by Liu's yesterday, it has been fermented, and the steamed buns are sweet and soft. Add a few scoops of water to the pot, put the steamer for steaming steamed buns, knead the dough into a long dough stick, and then use a kitchen knife to cut the dough sticks into the shape of steamed buns of equal area one by one, and finally neatly arrange them in the cloth drawer, cover the pot, and start steaming the steamed buns with a vigorous fire. She added enough firewood to the stove and washed it with water. After a while, the pillar and Liu's also rose, a thick mist rose on the stove, Zhao Jin withdrew the stove, opened the lid of the pot, and the thick mist rose up, and after the mist dispersed, he saw a pot of white-flour steamed buns. Zhao Jin picked up the spatula, picked up the steamed buns from a steamer, and served them on the table. He went back to the kitchen and added a handful of wood to the stove and rekindled the fire. When the pot is hot, pour a little oil into the pan and wait for the oil to smoke, then pass the pork over. As soon as the pork is in the pot, it makes a swishing sound, Zhao Jin constantly turns the meat slices with a spatula, and in a short time, the pork slices in the pot are fried and yellowed, and they are so charred that they are rolled, overflowing with a rich meat fragrance. Zhao Jin sprinkled with seasonings and put it on a plate.

The three of them sat at the dinner table and had breakfast beautifully, Zhao Jin and Zhuzi went to the town as usual, during this time they went out early and returned late almost never saw the Zhao family, and they didn't know if they had come to make trouble with the Liu family. On both sides of the yellow mud road, the green mountains and green waters, inhaling a breath of air into the nose, sandwiched with the breath of grass and loess, I feel much more comfortable than the environment polluted by modern industry. As the two siblings spoke, a few laughs rang out from time to time in the carriage.

An hour later, they arrived in the town, and Zhao Jin and the two got out of the carriage and walked to Mr. Wang's yard. After sending the pillar, Zhao Jin came to the restaurant, which was very early, and the business of the restaurant was a little cold. Zhao Jin walked into the hall and saw two sparse tables of guests eating, eating porridge and steamed buns. The shopkeeper stood on the counter, immersed himself in the plate, and did not notice Zhao Jin's arrival. Zhao Jin walked towards the counter, stopped in front of the shopkeeper, and asked softly, "Shopkeeper, how was business yesterday?" ”

The shopkeeper heard that it was Zhao Jin's voice, so he stopped settling the accounts, he raised his head and showed a full smile, "Siya is here, look at me who is busy settling accounts, I haven't noticed you." Zhao Jin looked at the shopkeeper smiling brightly, and she guessed that it might be that yesterday's business was not bad. The shopkeeper looked at Zhao Jin with a smile, today, his attitude towards Zhao Jin is a little more enthusiastic than yesterday. He still sincerely hopes to keep Zhao Jin in the restaurant as a chef, "Siya, you don't know that the dishes that came out yesterday were all robbed, and in the end the ingredients were not enough, and several tables were booked today, how long has the business of the Eight Immortals Restaurant not been so hot." ”

I heard that the business is good, Zhao Jin is also happy for the shopkeeper, and he can cooperate in the future. She noticed that the restaurant was full of the names of the dishes reported by Xiao Er, and if the guests came to the door if they were new customers who didn't know the dishes in the restaurant at all, thinking of this, she said: "Shopkeeper, take a step to speak, I have some suggestions I want to propose to you." "There are still guests eating in the hall, and these words are inconvenient after all. The shopkeeper came out of the counter and beckoned to Zhao Jin: "Siya, come with me." Zhao Jin went to the backyard of the restaurant with the shopkeeper.

"Shopkeeper, last time we came here to eat and found a problem, our restaurant guests don't know what the restaurant can order, like the last time the new guest came to order a no, isn't it embarrassing? I have a proposal that the restaurant prepares the dishes to be launched today every day, and writes the name of the dish on the bulletin board outside the restaurant, and clearly marks the price of each dish, and then copies a few booklets, preferably the kind of picture and text to get the name and style of each dish on it, so that the guests will be much more convenient to order, and some people whose family is not particularly wealthy will not feel that our restaurant is high and dare not come in, which can not only attract customers but also give customers a good sense of experience. ”

After listening to Zhao Jin's analysis, the shopkeeper pondered it, this is indeed the reason, so that the price is clearly marked and he is not afraid of others making trouble. "Siya, if my uncle believes your words, I'll let the guy prepare when I go back." After the two finished talking, the shopkeeper sent Zhao Jin to the back kitchen, the chef Jia has been busy in the back kitchen, and he also asked the guy to buy the freshest ingredients from the vegetable market early in the morning. The two of them took care of the ingredients for making those dishes together, and then Zhao Jin watched Master Jia's operation on the sidelines, she found that he had basically mastered it, and the rest depended on his own grasp of the taste of the guests, and experienced chefs were not easy to use. After she went out to talk to the shopkeeper, she said that her task had been completed, and Master Jia was already able to do it herself. The shopkeeper still didn't want her to go, and asked, "Siya, if you want to come to the restaurant to be a chef, what conditions will you accept?" ”

Zhao Jin thought for a while and said: "Can the restaurant have a long-term foothold in the end or rely on a variety of dishes, rich people spend money to eat in a restaurant, don't you want a fresh, people who can eat in a restaurant must be rich and noble and don't care about this little money, as for the style of the restaurant, I'm afraid that I haven't changed much after gaining a foothold in the town in the past two years, I observed the passenger flow and found that most of them are business trips passing by from other places, which shows that even if the restaurant is the largest restaurant in the town, but in fact, the locals are tired of eating, if there are new competitors now, The situation of the restaurant will be cruel, sacrificing a large number of regular customers. The shopkeeper thought about it carefully, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, he didn't realize this problem yet, maybe the last two years were too comfortable, the monthly income was very stable, and there was a slight surplus, which matched the town's consumption power, so he didn't think deeply about the future of the restaurant.

However, Zhao Jin said that he wanted to innovate the existing model of the restaurant, which is really a headache, you know, now Chef Jia is already one of the top chefs in the town.

Zhao Jin looked at the shopkeeper with a pensive look, and thought, maybe her business opportunity has arrived, after the analysis just now, presumably the shopkeeper also clearly knows that if the restaurant wants to continue to survive or become bigger, it must make changes. Zhao Jin smiled slightly, his eyes were as clear as the moon, flashing with wisdom, and said, "Shopkeeper, if I can make the restaurant bigger and stronger, are you willing to cooperate with me." The shopkeeper's face was calm, and his two eyes stared at Zhao Jin and asked, "Siya, are you telling the truth?" What are you going to do? Zhao Jin nodded: "This is naturally true, but I have one condition, if I can make the profit of the Eight Immortals Restaurant increase by 20% over the previous year, you will give me a 10% profit." ”

The shopkeeper thought about it for a moment, and felt that Zhao Jin was not the kind of person who said big things, and he had seen her craftsmanship recently and knew some of her ideas, and felt that she was reliable, so he nodded in agreement. "That four, I don't know what tricks you have?" "Introduce new dishes and reform the management model and service of restaurants. I'll write you a plan for the specifics, and if you agree, then we can work together. Zhao Jin replied simply.