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Catering!

An industrial chain that has been passed down for thousands of years.

The food culture that has existed since the beginning of civilization has evolved over the millennium, and with the change of culture over the millennium, it has given rise to a variety of cuisines.

Qin Wei is self-aware, and it is impossible for him to change the food culture of an era.

But earning money to support his family, being a rich man in this big Song Dynasty Bianliang City is still a hand-holding.

Half a month of devil training!

Twenty new chefs who signed a five-year contract of sale finally ended their nightmarish time.

It's not a human life!

Qin Wei's methods of training people can be described as cruel and inhumane!

Wake up every day for one thing, cooking! Back the recipe! Then eat the substandard dishes you have made......

A few skinny teenagers who came here should have eaten double chins in half a month, and some of them even reached the point of retching when they smelled the smell of oil smoke.

There's no way, time is tight and the task is heavy!

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The third year of the Heavenly Sage, October 28.

On this day, there was a spectacle in the Zhouqiao Night Market in the southwest of Bianliang City!

Zhouqiao, which is at the peak of the night market, is already overcrowded at the moment, and not far away, in an inconspicuous alley on weekdays, today is unusual.

The whole street is brightly lit, and all the eaves are covered with lanterns and colored silk.

The dirty and messy open space at the mouth of the alley has been renovated, with huge plaques lying on the roofs of the houses on both sides.

The whole street has been cleaned up to the maximum, two rows of stalls are neatly arranged on both sides of the street, and the shops in the back have also been changed to the empty style of the food stalls of later generations, which can solve the problem of full capacity to the greatest extent.

Qin Kee Food City!

The people around curiously gathered around, but it was only an instant...... A never-before-heard scent swept everyone's taste buds.

There was a riot on the 6th Street of the State Bridge!

Countless people flocked to the city, and even alarmed the patrol yacha.

Yamen, the capital of Bianliang, Kyoto - Kaifeng Mansion! I received a report from the people that someone in the state bridge was inciting riots. Chaos, the officials in the jurisdiction are about to lose control!

Yin Wang Zhen of Kaifeng Mansion was furious and immediately sent people to suppress it.

The efficiency of the Song Dynasty government was really good, and the officials rushed to the state bridge like wolves.

"Who is making trouble? Take! ”

The crowd was rushed out of a path, and the yacha who led the team stepped forward and frowned, only to see a young man in a long shirt screaming to maintain order.

"Don't squeeze! Queue, queue! All shared, all shared! Which king eight lambs touched Lao Tzu's ass?! ”

The whole street gradually quieted down, Qin Wei rubbed his sore throat, and looked at the group of yacha in front of him in a daze.

What's wrong with this?

Hu Ping, who came with him, had long been hiding behind a small stall.

Yacha pressed his right hand on the handle of the knife at his waist and said in a deep voice, "What are you waiting for the crowd to do here?" ”

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were locked on Qin Wei.

He's the boss, and he can't hide from it.

Qin Wei stepped forward helplessly, pointed to the stall behind him and said, "Xiaomin has opened a night market stall here. ”

The yacha walked over and took a closer look, and then asked, "Then why the riot?" ”

"This ......"

Qin Wei said innocently: "There are too many guests, I can't sit inside...... The little people are getting them in line. ”

Yacha turned around to look at the diners with blank faces, and then said with an ugly face: "Disperse!" ”

The crowd dispersed.

But before the yamen left, the people around them poured up again.

But this time, everyone no longer dared to shout and rush in, and began to line up in an orderly manner.

Qin Kee Food City is an instant hit!

In just one night, the people of the entire Bianliang knew about this night market stall specializing in snacks and stir-fried vegetables.

Pot-wrapped meat, sweet and sour tenderloin, pancake fruit, stinky tofu, grilled gluten, fried noodles, meat sandwich buns, cold skin......

These unprecedented new dishes instantly detonated the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, and the officials of Kaifeng Mansion made such a fuss, which made the name 'Qin Ji' resounding in Bianliang.

Midnight.

The state bridge gradually returned to calm.

Although the curfew was lifted during the Song Dynasty, the routine that people had long been accustomed to could not be changed in a short time.

Qin Wei moved a stool and sat at the corner of the street, looking at the guys who were busy collecting the stalls, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Hu Ping also sat next to him on a bench, and said with palpitations: "It's over......

Seeing that he looked tired and the clothes on his body were crumpled by the guests, Qin Wei laughed and teased.

"I didn't see it, Brother Hu ran very fast......"

"A certain ......"

Hu Ping suddenly blushed for a moment, in the situation just now, a normal person would subconsciously hide it, and the people were afraid of officials and people.

Qin Wei patted him on the shoulder with a smile, indicating that he didn't take the matter just now to heart.

"Settle the Scores......"

Hu Ping stood up and said puzzledly: "Now?" There are a lot of people here, so let's send them home and count them slowly. ”

Wealth is not exposed, this is the idea of most people.

However, this money is just the beginning for Qin Wei, what he wants is later...... How to make this night market street popular every night!

"Right here, call everyone over and count them in person!"

The open space in front of Qin Wei was cleared out, and a few guys carried two baskets full of copper coins.

'Whoa'.

Copper coins were scattered all over the ground.

The guys gathered on the side unconsciously took a few steps back.

It's all over the place!

I used to hear people say that 'money is everywhere'.

Today, Qin Wei can be regarded as a small experience, what is arrogant!

The time of counting the money is both happiness and suffering, and several guys took turns counting for almost an hour before clearing the money on the ground.

"Yu Dongjia, today's profit is a total of two hundred and seventy-three yuan and four hundred and fifty yuan!"

The surrounding guys were in an uproar, staring at the guy who reported the number in a daze.

The latter was stared at, and the whole person was not confident, and even had the urge to count it again.

Qin Wei stretched out his hand and took out two good copper coins from the money basket: "Brother Hu, discharge the most profitable stall today......

Hu Ping didn't think about it, and directly pointed out two people in the crowd, and said: "Liu Sheng, Wang Shu, today is about thirty-five times, you two come out ......"

"I've seen the proprietor."

The two looked at each other and stepped forward, hurriedly bowing their hands to Qin Wei and Hu Ping.

"I remember that the two of you are in charge of the meat sandwich bun and cold skin stall, well done!"

Qin Wei nodded, walked up and patted the shoulders of the two of them.

"Liu Sheng, Wang Shu, today's turnover is the highest, reward consistent money, take ......"

The money has always been about 1,000 yuan, and the two of them are a little sluggish in their hands.

As soon as he recruited and bought people's hearts, Hu Ping also understood Qin Wei's intentions at this moment, and looked at the two of them with a smile and said, "What? Don't want it? ”

"Too ...... A little more ......."

Liu Sheng is an honest person, and he is not easy to talk to people on weekdays, and people look a little wooden.

You must know that the current price of rice in Bianliang City is 17 wen per bucket, about 12 catties, which is enough for an ordinary family to eat for half a month.

At this age, not everyone can eat rice in one meal.

Especially for these people who live at the bottom, the annual expenses are only two yuan.

This is still Bianliang, the most economically developed capital of the Great Song Dynasty...... What about other places?

Hu Ping shook his head and smiled: "I used to hear that people thought that there was little money, but for the first time, some people thought they had too much." ”

"The monthly money given by the owner to 500 wen a month is already very high, and the other family is a guy in a big restaurant, and it is no more than 300 wen......"

Wang Shu seemed flexible, although he wanted the money very much, but he understood better that the five-year deed of sale had been signed, and it was the owner's decision whether to give it or not.

"There are a total of ten stalls in our night market street, and every two people are responsible for one ......" Qin Wei looked around with a smile, and said: "Qin Mou put his words here today, as long as you wait and do it well, money is a fart!" ”

They are all simple people, it is useless to say some big truths, and Qin Wei's rude and even some pickled words have attracted applause from the guys.

Hu Ping almost choked, rolled his eyes in his heart, and thought, "Oh my God! When did Brother Qin ever swear? It's just a cold, how can people lose their temper......"

"In a word! As long as you work hard, Qin will never treat anyone badly! ”