At a glance, it is not a signboard, and the wooden sign has seven or eight hot pot names written on it, which turned out to be a recipe hanging on the wall.

No, it's not just the recipes, but the left side of each hot pot name actually uses colored paint to depict the appearance of the hot pot that corresponds to each one.

For example, the red sour soup fish hot pot really drew a pot, in which the red soup base, there is fish in it, and the fish is also painted with green onions and ginger slices, which is lifelike, and the right side is written The prices of large, medium and small pots of sour soup fish are written.

The appreciation in Zhang Hongsheng's eyes was overflowing for a while, "Wonderful, wonderful, so that diners can roughly know the appearance of the food when they come, have a little more appetite, and can also understand the price of the dishes at a glance, which is not only a recipe, but also a price list, this must also be the lady came up with it." ”

Sun Yunniang smiled lightly, "The main thing is that carpenters and lacquerers have good work, I just said some requirements, and they made them." ”

"The lady is too modest." Zhang Hongsheng touched his mustache with a smile, and looked at the painted wooden plaque again.

There was a six-foot-long bamboo shelf about one person tall next to the door where the food was served, and a reminder sign was hung on the side of the shelf.

It is painted with a few bright yellow characters, "There is an empty basket on the right, vegetables are taken on demand, thrift is a virtue, and waste is refused." ”

There are five levels of bamboo shelves, and each layer is filled with a basket of washed fresh vegetables.

In addition to the common vegetables, there are some other side dishes, such as white tofu, konjac tofu, bean curd, fungus, lettuce, spring bamboo shoots... At least one or two dozen varieties.

Zhang Hongsheng couldn't stop nodding, but he couldn't find words of praise all of a sudden.

Such a design can save one or two guys, and even if the ingredients are prepared by only one person, it is barely enough.

A small store like this is to start from the details, reduce costs as much as possible, and have more room for profits, which can be described as quite thoughtful and full of creativity.

It wasn't until she slowly retracted her gaze that Sun Yunniang invited him to the box on the second floor, and when the door was pushed, there was still a person inside.

Zhang Hongsheng's mustache jumped suddenly, this big man looks too demonic, but why does he look a little familiar, where have you seen this?

Seeing that he is dressed like the son of a noble family, how can he recognize it, unless... In the capital?

"Oh, Shopkeeper Zhang, this is a friend of mine, Gongzi Wei." Sun Yunniang was so busy for a day that she almost forgot that there was a master sitting upstairs, so she hurriedly introduced it.

Then he explained to Wei Wufeng: "This is the shopkeeper of Fumanlou, I mentioned it to you before. ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Hongsheng smiled politely and arched his hand towards the other party, and Wei Wufeng also nodded slightly.

Immediately found a chair and sat down, Sun Yunniang was also next to Zhang Hongsheng's position and was about to sit down, but before she could sit down, she was gently pulled up by the demon son, "This place is facing the window, it will be a little cold, it is better to sit with me." ”

After speaking, he immediately switched places with her.

Sun Yunniang was stunned, although most of the summer days in Nanchu are not scorching, and it is indeed a little cool at the end of the day, but she is not a child, and she will not catch a cold...

This man is really a little strange today, is it because he is weak himself, so he kindly reminds himself?

This ignorant expression was very interesting in Zhang Hongsheng's eyes, he touched his mustache, hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and there was a smile on his face.

I can't imagine that this grandmother is the head of cooking and business, but how can this man and woman seem to be so unenlightened.

Sure enough, it is full of gold, and it is difficult for people to be perfect.

However, this Lang Jun's possessiveness is too strong, he is the father of two children, and Sun Yunniang can be a daughter in his eyes.

Fortunately, Changshun happened to bring the dishes to the table at this moment, and when he saw Zhang Hongsheng, he said hello and chatted a few words, and the atmosphere was not so embarrassing in an instant.

When the meal was ready, all five of them sat down.

Although there are two stuffy gourds beside them, Changshun and Sun Yunniang are happy to greet the guests, one helps to arrange the dishes, and the other talks about the characteristics of the dishes.

This "hot pot" is really delicious and saves time and effort.

The most important thing is that before this, there had never been such a dish in the Southern Chu Continent.

In the business field, greater achievements often belong to the person who dares to be the first to eat crabs, and this Sun Yunniang is really extraordinary.

And just now I heard her deliberately ask what would happen if this dish was placed in the capital, how could Zhang Hongsheng not understand this hint.

He opened two restaurants in half his life, it is not easy, he has been dreaming about it in his dreams.

But how can the little lady understand that in a place like Beijing, to open a decent hot pot restaurant, just talking about the upfront cost, relying on the two of them is purely a fool's dream.

But the woman seemed to see what he was worried about, and said two words he had never heard before, what is it called "hot pot franchise"?

said that they would drive the store to the capital, but they couldn't get a penny.

Only a middleman is needed to match and find a "joining" shopkeeper who is willing to cooperate in Beijing, and the cost of opening a store is borne by the "franchise" shopkeeper.

They only provide pre-business guidance and ingredient supply, and then share dividends with the "franchise" shopkeeper in proportion to the money they make.

Rao is Zhang Hongsheng is also a shrewd person, and it took a long time to digest it before he figured out the general meaning.

Such an idea was too advanced and unheard of, but he listened to it with relish and his heart was stirring.

Sun Yunniang also saw that he was moved, and couldn't help but hook the corners of her lips, she knew that this shopkeeper was not an ordinary businessman.

In this era of relatively conservative thinking, it is very rare for him to listen carefully to his own suggestions, and in light of the situation in this small place, it is very rare to change the noon business of the restaurant to a noodle restaurant.

This also proves that he is visionary, ambitious, and good at trying new things, and she wants to find a partner who else is not him.

After full of tea and food, Zhang Hongsheng finally thanked him and left, but the pace of leaving was a little faster than usual.

He had to hurry home and pack his luggage, this trip to the capital was a must.

After the handyman cleaned up the store, Sun Yunniang prepared the ingredients for the second day and put them in the cellar, and most of the time was already over.

Seeing that it was dark, she listened to the advice of the master and servant, and went to Yuqing to stay for another night today.

After opening a hot pot restaurant, it will be no better than opening a noodle stall, and the closing time will be much later in the future, and it seems that the matter of finding a new house will also be on the agenda.

It's just that it's not okay now, just today's free tasting investment and tomorrow's two-day eight-fold activity, plus the cost of pre-decoration, her old bottom has been used up most of it.

There is a long way to go.

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At that time, Sun Yunniang quietly finished soaking in the hot springs and took the wooden barrel back to the ancestral house.

After a tired day, it is inconvenient for her to let Changshun go to work anymore, besides, where is the general hot water has the effect of the hot spring of the ancestral house to strengthen the body and eliminate fatigue.

I wrangled my hair and opened the window to dissipate the heat before falling asleep.

A figure opened the unclosed window and leaped in.

The moonlight hung high, and the gentle white light fell on his moon-white robe, and Feng Shen's handsome face showed a trace of worry, seeing her so hard today, she should be tired.

To be your own cook, you won't be so tired, and the monthly price will be with her, so why do you have to suffer this.

There was softness in his phoenix eyes, as if there was a hint of pity, and he unconsciously sat on the edge of the bed.

The slender fingers caressed the sleeping well-behaved face, but the little face seemed to feel uncomfortable, reached out and picked the cheek twice, and said dreamily: "Xiaoshuang, don't make trouble~"

Little Double? Her stinky neighbor kid again? Wei Wufeng frowned deeply.

Why do you still think about him in your dreams, an inexplicable sour taste comes up in your nose, but you can't figure out what your thoughts are.

He simply lowered his body and got closer and closer to her face, and the domineering and scorching breath gradually sprayed on the face that was close to her.

The person who had been sleeping seemed to feel something, and his eyelashes fluttered twice, as if he was about to open his eyes in an instant.

Wei Wufeng's hand was a step faster, and he tapped the acupuncture point of her collarbone twice, and then he fell into a complete sleep.

She could rest better so that way, and he raised the corners of his mouth, finding an excuse to convince himself.

Then he began to caress her eyebrows, her long willow eyebrows, her delicate nose, and her soft lips......

Unconsciously, her body was getting lower and lower, and she simply lay on her side gently.

The whole person in front of him seemed to belong to him, and he took a deep breath, and it was the fragrance of Zhilan.

Wei Wufeng knew that he relied heavily on this woman's cooking skills, but he was not just a cook.

This reminded him of a white wagtail he had raised as a child, well-behaved and cute, with a tactful voice, and he sent people to take care of him every day.

But one day it wanted to fly away from its cage, so that day I caught it, put it in the palm of my hand, and pinched it tighter and tighter, and after a scream, the white wagtail was completely silent.

Seeing the snow-white feathers stained red by blood, he finally laughed excitedly.

Since then, every time he sees blood, he has become addicted to it as if he had smoked Wushisan, which is extremely pleasant.

But Sun Yunniang is not exactly like the white wagtail, it is good to see her happy, but she doesn't want to lock her up.

She said that she didn't want to be his private chef forever, and wanted to open her own shop, but he didn't have the slightest idea of trying to stop and force him to comply.

And his bloodlust addiction now seems to be less excited about blood, but for her, sometimes he can't resist the urge to get close.

Just like now, he naturally hugged her tightly in his arms, buried his face in the snow-white neck socket, and sniffed deeply, just like his original longing for blood, and he couldn't stop it.

The tip of the nose slowly slid up the tip of the ear, like a pink and tender pearl, so cute that it was tight, and suddenly the god sent a ghost, opened his mouth and took the pearl into it...