Mr. Antoine is a fat seafood merchant who has been helping Viscount Edmund take care of the family's sea interests, but recently the sea has not been very peaceful, and it is difficult for sea owners to do a lot, in order to keep his position in the family, he urgently needs to find a new way to make money. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On this day, he noticed that the workers on the docks had been absent-minded all day, gathering to discuss a white bread that described it as "a delicacy from heaven on earth."

Antoine couldn't help but laugh: "What a bunch of hillbillies who have never seen the world. The nobles who were a little more particular knew that as long as the flour was sifted several times, the bread baked would be white. ”

Anyway, idleness is idleness, and Monsieur Antoine was going to see the 'white bread' that had been praised to the sky, and paced slowly to Simon Street, only to see a long queue that did not know how far it had gone. He also spotted several servants of the noble families lining up there.

"It doesn't seem to be as simple as I thought. He thought to himself.

When I walked to the beginning of the procession, I saw a very small shop with only a small window, and there was white mist inside. There is a big golden bull head on the signboard, and the words "Golden Bull Bun Shop" are also written.

There was a row of people eating on the curb outside the shop, some of them were in tears, some were yelling, and some were frantically licking banana leaves, which was really strange.

Monsieur Antoine naturally did not go to the queue himself, so he sent a servant out. The servant was also clever, and spent money to buy a seat, and in a short time brought a bun to Monsieur Antoine.

After only one bite, Antoine clearly knew: "This thing is a cash cow!"

And he sent his servants out to inquire about the background of the shopkeeper.

"It turned out to be the Leonardo family, God helped me, so I don't have to talk to him about any friendship. Monsieur Antoine pondered silently.

In the evening he took his servant to the house of a cook who inquired about the address, and after some fierce bargaining, Monsieur Antoine finally got his wish. When I went to another house, I found that someone had already boarded first.

"It seems that I am not the only smart person in the city, but one of them will be enough, and tomorrow I will quickly sort out the shop on the edge of the market. Make a good deal of it," he said.

The next day, four or five steamed bun shops sprung up in Luntu City, but the hot Taurus steamed bun shop yesterday did not open.

Mr. Antoine looked at the surging crowd of people rushing to buy in the shop, and his face burst into laughter: "Although the food is not as delicious as that of the Golden Bull Bun Shop, the difference is not too much, and those hillbillies can't tell the difference at all, and their own move is really right." ”

But before he was happy for a long time, two soldiers of the city defense army came to the door: "Lord Earl, please go to the city lord's mansion to discuss the matter of this bun shop." ”

Antoine was taken aback: "How can this kid of Leonarar's family ask the Count to stand up for him." But there is no need to alarm the Viscount now, if you alarm the Viscount, you will inevitably have to eat and hang, so let's go and see it first, it's a big deal to lose some money to that kid. ”

When he walked to the city lord's mansion and entered the living room, he saw that there were already several merchants and gentlemen waiting there, all of whom were business agents of the aristocratic family, and they were all people who had spent a lot of money yesterday to poach the Golden Bull Bun Shop and opened their own shop today.

If you look closely, there are two viscounts and four barons behind them. Antoine couldn't help but let go of the stone in his heart: even if the count came, everyone would not be afraid of being outnumbered.

After a while, I saw a thin young man in a baronial gown walk in from outside the door.

Zhang Ang walked to the main seat, looked at the tall, short, fat and thin below, and said loudly: "I am Leon-Leonardo, the current head of the Leonardo family, and the official canonized baron of France. The Golden Bull Bun Shop is my family's property. Zhang Ang raised his voice: "But just now, I have already dedicated the bun shop to Lord Earl, and now it is the property of Lord Earl's family." ”

There was an uproar down there. Zhang Ang ignored them and continued: "Now, on behalf of Lord Earl, I have come to discuss with you about everyone's behavior of poaching Lord Earl's employees without permission and opening a bun shop by himself, which seriously infringes on Lord Earl's interests. ”

One of the merchants couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "I don't know what kind of bun shop, I run a bakery, even the Earl can't help but let people open a bakery." ”

"Then why do the Earl's servants work in your shop?" asked Zhang Ang rhetorically.

"This hired worker, who does it or not, who pays more money, naturally does it in whose house, who is to blame. The merchant said stiffly.

Zhang Ang ignored him and said coldly: "I don't argue with you about this, now I will give you two paths, the first one: I will ask the Earl to seal your shop, you go home and ask the adults at home, and then the adults above will talk slowly." Article 2: If you agree to a few conditions, you can officially join our Taurus bun shop, and we can make money together. ”

The hall was silent for a while, and after a while, a big-bellied merchant said with a smile: "Lord Baron, in Antoine, is a small butler of Viscount Edmund's family, like this small shop, there is no need to alarm our family, I don't know what the charter of your franchise is, it is better to say it and discuss it." ”

"Very simply, the first condition is that everyone pays a technology transfer fee of 5,000 gold francs each, and then pays three of the net profits per month to the Count as a franchise fee. ”

As soon as Zhang Ang finished speaking, there was a commotion below:

"You're a lion's mouth!"

"Why are you crazy about money!"

"Do you know how big a shop you can buy for 5,000 gold?"

"Everyone, be quiet!" Zhang Ang suppressed their noise loudly and continued: "Of course, there are benefits to joining, you can send apprentices to our shop to learn the full set of techniques, and we can completely teach them the skills of making all kinds of steamed buns, so as to ensure that what they make is as delicious as what we make ourselves." In addition, you can also enjoy priority learning rights for our subsequent products, not only limited to making steamed buns. ”

"What follow-up product?" someone asked.

Zhang Ang clapped his hands, and an attendant of the Earl's Court came in carrying a large box, and in the box were wooden bowls, and the wooden bowls were pale yellow solid. The attendants gave one to each of the merchants and taught them how to eat it.

"It's called pudding, it's a new kind of sweet, and it's all over the city, and even all of France, and the whole continent, and only I can make it. But as long as you join our Golden Bull Bun Shop, you can learn how to make this pudding. ”

Zhang Ang looked at the businessmen with spoons in their mouths and pensive faces, and knew that most of the strategy had been successful.

Franchise has always been the fastest way to make money in the catering industry, and the person who spent money to buy the yellow braised chicken formula at the beginning, if he opened his own store, a store may not be able to earn 30,000 yuan a month. If you slowly expand one by one, the yellow braised chicken will not be big. But he opened a franchise training center, a franchisee, he can earn at least 30,000 yuan in franchise fees alone. He chose the right formula, more and more people joined, and the yellow stewed chicken was opened all over the country, and he himself made a lot of brains.

Zhang Ang didn't want to make money step by step, so he had to use the power of Count Marceau to copy the successful model of a handful of yellow stewed chicken.