Chapter 4 Shops

"By the way, Brother Cang still has money there. Lin Zhongzheng was pondering, and suddenly thought.

Chi Bingbai was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then shook his head.

"It's really not good, so I went to open a store outside the fourth ring road, I don't want to use the money of Cangfeng. ”

The matter of owing favors is really not what Chi Bingbai is good at.

The 200,000 yuan given to him by Zhao Cong at home is already the limit, and he doesn't want to owe any more favors.

I sighed in my heart, and I didn't want to say anything more.

Chi Bingbai dropped his cigarette butt and stood up.

"Let's take a look again, if it really doesn't work, give up within the three rings. ”

When the two looked for a store again, they had already abandoned the shop along the main street, after all, the high price would not change depending on the owner.

Walking through the relatively narrow streets, there are still many shops that are opening their doors.

If you look at it a little, some of the shops are still doing very well.

In vain, it was a small shop along the street that was rented out close to the house, and it entered Chi Bingbai's sight.

It's a single-story shop across the street from the office building, and now it operates a beef soup, but from a distance, it's a restaurant, but there are no customers in the store.

Chi Bingbai said a word to Lin Zhongzheng, and then walked towards the shop.

"What to eat?"

After Chi Bingbai and the two entered the store, the boss greeted him, although his attitude was not very cold, but he also had no extra enthusiasm.

Chi Bingbai looked at the store again, this store was only about fifty square meters, and there were seven or eight small tables in the room in an orderly manner, which was the cheapest fast table on the market.

At this moment, there is only one customer in the house wearing a black down jacket with his back to the two of them.

"Two bowls of beef broth. Chi Bingbai said, "Small bowl." ”

"Okay, sit inside. ”

Chi Bingbai didn't talk nonsense, and sat directly with Lin Zhongzheng.

Without saying anything, the boss quickly walked in with two small bowls of beef soup.

It is said to be beef soup, but in fact, there is no beef in it, there are a few chopped coriander and green onions floating on it, and there are basically vermicelli below.

Chi Bingbai looked at the crystal clear and almost bottom-out beef soup in front of him, took a sip lightly, and savored it.

The authentic beef broth is made of dozens of nourishing herbs and marinades in a certain proportion through traditional techniques and boiled for a long time.

The green fragrance is delicious, not black soup, the throat is not dry, and it is accompanied by vermicelli and dried silk, which makes people never get tired of eating.

But the beef soup in front of me is not an exaggeration to say that it tastes like clear water.

The mouth is neither fragrant nor palatable, but the throat is unusually dry because of the pepper sprinkled, and the nose is full of pepper spicy.

"It's... Soup..."

It stands to reason that Chi Bingbai is not the one who was captured by food, and for food, he has always only regarded it as a kind of life need to fill his stomach, as for the taste, that is not something he cares about.

However, if he decides to open a store in the next three years, these are the things he needs to care about.

Fortunately, Chi Bing's vision is extraordinary, and he can distinguish between good and bad.

I am used to eating the delicacies of the Xiuzhen realm and the fairy realm, but I am afraid that the most discerning food critics in China today are not as good as the taste buds of Chi Bing's white tongue.

If the full score is 10 points, this bowl of beef soup Chi Bingbai can only give 1 point.

This point is still based on the boss's hard work.

"What?" Lin Zhongzheng didn't drink, looking at Chi Bingbai's frowning expression, he asked.

"It's nothing, Brother Lin, you eat slowly, I'll talk to the boss." Chi Bingbai suddenly stood up and walked towards the boss.

Since he brought the beef soup to the table of Chi Bingbai and the two, he looked listlessly at the crowd outside the door, and didn't even bother to shout, as if this store had nothing to do with him.

"Boss. Chi Bingbai stood behind the boss and spoke.

Hearing someone calling himself, the boss turned his head and saw that it was Chi Bingbai, knowing that this was his customer, or patiently responding.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just saw the rental posted on your door, I don't know how you rented this house?"

Chi Bingbai opened his mouth and went straight to the point.

When he said this, the boss was a little surprised and a little suspicious, and he glanced up and down at Chi Bingbai.

"This house has a transfer fee. ”

"Huh?" Chi Bingbai didn't expect that there would be a transfer fee for the rental of this sticker, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"To be honest, I transferred this house for 30,000 yuan back then, it's been five or six years, and now the inflation is so strong, I still need 30,000 yuan in five or six years, it's not too much. ”

It turned out that as long as the transfer fee of 30,000 yuan, Chi Bingbai breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, listening to the words of this boss, he didn't seem to be the black-hearted person.

"What about the rent, how much is it a month?"

Chi Bingbai asked again.

Seeing that Chi Bingbai heard that there was a transfer fee, he still asked, this boss was a little surprised in his heart, could it be that this person is really sincere in taking over his own shop?

Thinking about it like this, he became much more enthusiastic for no reason, and even took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one himself, and handed another one to Chi Bingbai.

"Brother, sit down and say. ”

Frankly speaking, for this shop, this boss can't wait to turn around the appointment as soon as possible, he is not a native of Qingxia, and the New Year is approaching soon, and now if he can get rid of this store smoothly and get some transfer fees, he can really have a good New Year.

Frankly, the business is terrible!

The daily turnover is only three or four hundred yuan, excluding the cost of purchasing materials, rent, and even staff salaries.

In fact, this owner is the only one who runs the shop.

Chi Bingbai showed acceptance of this shop, how could this boss not be happy.

"The rent is 5,000 per month, the landlord requires that it be paid once a year, if you are short of funds, it is estimated that it is okay for half a year, the deposit is 10,000, and the landlord will return it to you if you don't rent it at that time. The owner said very enthusiastically.

The attitude of the boss was something that Chi Bingbai didn't expect.

If it were someone else, seeing that the boss was so enthusiastic, I am afraid that the idea of lowering the price would arise, but Chi Bingbai had no such concept in his heart.

He calculated the rent, transfer fee and deposit in his heart, which is equivalent to 100,000 yuan has already gone out, and there are still 100,000 left.

Seeing that Chi Bingbai was pondering, the boss was a little anxious.

It stands to reason that his location happens to be located under several large office buildings, and the rent is far more than that.

However, the business of physical stores is very difficult now, and the impact of a certain group of takeaways has affected the business of this street to some extent.

What's more, his craftsmanship is really not flattering, at the beginning, there are still many customers who come to eat, but no matter how delicious it is, you can get tired of eating it, not to mention that this beef soup is still very ordinary.

"If you really want it, the transfer fee can still be less. The boss said anxiously.