In addition to white-collar workers, there is another big profession in these office buildings, that is, programmers. However, programmers often choose takeout rather than go downstairs to eat.

The price of takeaway is usually not too expensive, and it is often suitable for some small restaurants, such as Zuo Xuan's Moxuan Pavilion and other medium-sized restaurants, and the small profit from takeaway is not enough to open the pot.

At noon, Zuo Xuan basically walked back and forth around the office buildings in the vicinity, the pen in his hand kept recording important information, and at the same time, he was secretly looking at the people in the vicinity.

It wasn't until the end that Zuo Xuan found that there were fewer white-collar workers who went to eat at them, more pedestrians passing by, and some people who could clearly be seen to be from nearby residential buildings, obviously regular customers in the store.

It wasn't until two o'clock in the afternoon that the flow of people around him began to decrease, and Zuo Xuan also returned to the store at this time and began to sort out the information he had obtained that day.

"How's the investigation?" Zuo Quan walked out of the kitchen at this time, took a lunch and handed it to Zuo Xuan.

Zuo Xuan's heart warmed and he took the lunch and saw that it was a simple rice bowl, but there were several dishes on it, and he thought that his father must have left it for him when he stir-fried the vegetables.

"The situation is very bad, I remember that those staff and white-collar workers used to be a big source of customers for our store, but now there are fewer and fewer people willing to come to us. Zuo Xuan said while eating.

"Yes, times are advancing, since the introduction of takeout, who wants to go downstairs to eat? Zuo Quan said slowly after lighting a cigarette.

"Father, is it possible for us to do the food delivery industry, according to my survey, the vast majority of people are willing to spend about 20 yuan for their lunch. In other words, how much profit can we make at this price?" said Zuo Xuan after picking up a piece of shredded meat.

"20 yuan, that's too little. If you boil the pot because of this one, it will delay many customers who come to the restaurant to eat. You know that a restaurant like ours is still important for customers who come to eat there. Zuo Quan took a deep puff of cigarette, shook his head and said.

Zuo Xuan was silent when he heard it, he also knew that if this was the case, his father would be too busy alone, and it would take a while for his skills to improve.

Suddenly, Zuo Xuan looked at the unique rice bowl in front of him, a piece of shredded pork with green peppers, a portion of stir-fried potatoes and a portion of mapo tofu. These dishes are not fried for him alone, but when others order them, they add a little more portion, so that when they come out of the pot, they can make up three small portions into one portion, which is delicious and does not lose the amount and does not delay the guests who come to the restaurant to eat.

Thinking of this, Zuo Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up, this may be a very good way.

"Dad, I came up with a solution. Then Zuo Xuan said with some excitement.

"Oh? Zuo Quan snuffed out the cigarette butt and looked at Zuo Xuan with interest and asked.

"In fact, we can set up a channel for ordering food in advance, so that these white-collar workers or programmers can order food an hour or even half a day in advance, so that we have enough time to prepare. In this way, they can also choose between multi-dish or single dishes, and even have pastries delivered. Zuo Xuan slowly said his thoughts.

"It's a good idea, but in that case, wouldn't we still be responsible for delivery?" Zuo Quan said after thinking about it.

"Well, it's a nuisance, but it's not too much of a hassle, because our target group is people from nearby office buildings, the transportation cost is not high, and if it is done, even if there is an extra delivery person, it is acceptable. Zuo Xuan slowly said what he thought.

"Yes, it's really my son, you can try it. Zuo Quan said after smiling. Then the conversation suddenly changed: "However, in this case, I may not be able to keep myself busy, do we still need to recruit a chef?"

"Actually, I don't need to, I saw a little brother in the back kitchen this morning who is quite talented, maybe he can be trained to become a chef, and the relative taste of takeaway can be lowered a little, so that I can ask my mother to help. Zuo Xuan said after thinking about it.

When he was in the back kitchen this morning, he checked the attributes of the two people, and one of them had a talent for cooking (expert level), according to the introduction, if he can concentrate on learning, he will easily reach the expert level of cooking in the future.

"Xiao Xuan, if you train a water platform (miscellaneous) to become a cook, you must increase his salary, and the treatment will be different, and you can't guarantee that he won't go out alone or be smart when he learns the technique, just like your father and me back then. Speaking of this, Zuo Quan paused.

"And your mother, she is now the foreman of the supermarket, and her daily work is not too hard, and her monthly income is about 6,000. But if we ask her to help with the cooking, your mother may not have a problem, but then her working environment will be even worse, and it will not be good for her skin, and I don't want her to be a cook, which is too tiring. ”

Hearing this, Zuo Xuan was silent, feeling that he was still too one-sided in thinking about the problem. And without his father's carefulness, and more importantly, his thoughts seem to have been stillborn.

"It's that I'm not thinking it through. Zuo Xuan sighed and said beating.

"But there is something practical about the method you are talking about. "Zuo Quan did not dampen his son's enthusiasm.

Zuo Xuan's eyes lit up, his father has always been a wise spokesperson in his eyes, and his father is also full of confidence in this acquisition of the hotel, maybe his father has already thought of a solution.

"First of all, we can choose which talented person to teach him cooking, but we must sign a contract with him and promise to serve our hotel within three years, as for after three years, if the hotel does well, he will naturally stay, if it does not do well, it will not be worse than him!" said Zuo Quan and lit a cigarette again.

"As for the delivery staff, since the business in our store has gone down, the waiters don't seem so busy anymore, maybe we can find another job for them. And where to buy just where there is an electric car that can be used. After speaking, Zuo Quan took a puff of cigarette and looked at Zuo Xuan with a smile.

Zuo Xuan sighed in his heart, it turned out that his father had already thought of a solution to these problems, and sure enough, Jiang was still old and spicy, and he may not know enough about the restaurant.

"Father, you have already thought about it?" Zuo Xuan asked tentatively.

"No, but when you just said what you thought, I thought of a solution based on the situation in the store. Zuo Quan said after taking a puff of his cigarette.

"I have a second suggestion, but it builds on the first one. Zuo Xuan smiled mysteriously and continued. "We can deliver a premium takeaway!"