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"Silly you, ask for an hourly worker, come and clean up the house. I said, you seem to have a little money in your hands now, so you haven't thought about going out to rent a house by yourself?"

Saying this, Wen Fei's heart was immediately moved. It's really uncomfortable to live with your parents at such an age. How can the reputation of a gnawing old clan not escape.

"By the way, can't you get a lot of good ingredients from the countryside? you can open a restaurant, I'll make sure you have a good business!" Zhang Yu said.

Wen Fei was a little hesitant: "It seems too hard to open a restaurant!"

"So you're stupid, who told you to open that kind of public restaurant? If you want to do it, you can cook private food, let's do something special. You said that the quality of the ingredients you got back is so good, it's much more genuine than those farmhouse grilles and the like. Coupled with those yellow essences last time, the medicinal effect is so violent...... "Zhang Yu made a lewd look that all men understand.

Wen Fei thought about it for a moment, but still shook his head. He doesn't really value such things as banknotes. Although I need to, I don't want to put most of my energy into it, so I said: "If you want to open it, at most I will help you buy the ingredients!"

"No, let's work together. I've already thought about it, let's sit on private food and try my skills. We won't do more, just do small-scale ......" Then, like this, and so, I told Wen Fei about my plan.

Wen Fei listened to it well, and was tempted, and finally relented and agreed.

The fat man Zhang Yumo looks at a fat body, but when he does what he is interested in, he still sits on his words and deeds, and his efficiency is extremely high. A phone call went out, and after a while, someone from the housekeeping company came over, and when he entered the door, he saw that the house was dirty, and he said, "Mr. Zhang, your house is too messy, and it's hard to clean up......

"Five hundred, less nonsense. If you don't do it, I'll find someone else to do it!" Zhang Yu said bluntly. Although the house is dirty, it is a problem that it has not been cleaned for too long. At most, it only takes two people an hour or two to clean up, and five hundred yuan is already a lot.

The housekeeper was left to clean up the house, and the two of them went out to hang out, and by the way, they went to find a suitable house to open a shop.

"This political company belongs to one of my buddies, don't worry, your family is indispensable. Zhang Yu saw that although Wen Fei went downstairs, he couldn't help but look back. I'm afraid that Wen Fei is worried about his family, so he explained.

Wen Fei is not worried about the family, except for some electrical appliances, there is nothing too valuable. He's just seeing

The tall 40-year-old part-time worker of the housekeeping company was just a little strange. The man's Yin Tang was blackened, his complexion was gloomy, and he seemed to have provoked something that should not be provoked.

It's just that they met in a hurry, and Wen Fei is not very sure, even if he is sure, he has nothing to do. Last time, I finally learned the Earth Shattering Thunder Method from Chen Ni Pill Hand, but Wen Fei never found a place to cultivate.

As the name suggests, the Earth Evil Thunder Method is to take the Earth Evil Qi and send it out to attack the enemy. And the trick is that in this kind of city full of reinforced concrete, it is not easy to find a place to cultivate, and it seems that you have to go to the countryside. It is best to go to the Northern Song Dynasty to cultivate.

Changyu's car is a Korean car of more than 100,000 yuan, which is not too expensive. Of course, a poor ghost like Wen Fei can't afford it. Korean cars have always been beautiful in appearance, but when they really run at high speeds, especially when cornering, it is called thrilling.

Fortunately, in this city, it feels good to drive at a speed of forty or fifty kilometers. Zhang Yuda talked about his business experience: "To open our store, the place is not too good, there is no need to squeeze the prosperous prime location, but to be quiet in the middle of the noise." This location must be chosen!"

Wen Fei yawned, he wasn't very interested in these things. Quan listened and asked casually: "Then do you want a good location?"

Zhang Yu said proudly: "Of course, I am very business-minded, that is, I am a little lazy, otherwise I will not be the richest man in China, at least I am the richest man in our city!"

"Just blow it!" Wen Fei knows Zhang Yu quite well, this dead fat man, this guy is three minutes hot. When you dare to be interested, you have to do it anyway, such as going to the inverted fight back then. But when the enthusiasm subsides, he will abandon the things he liked back then. For example, when I was a child, I collected stamps, and my enthusiasm was amazingly terrifying, but then I didn't dare to be interested, so I sold them directly. I just don't know how hot this private restaurant will be this time!

The car drove directly to the old city, and the city is naturally not comparable to the first-tier cities in China, but it can also be regarded as a second-tier city. In particular, it has a long history, and this old city still retains some buildings from the Republic of China and even earlier in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

For example, this kind of second-tier city developed relatively late, at least more than ten years later than that kind of first-tier city, and it is naturally far from comparable in all aspects. However, there is an advantage, that is, it has learned some wrong lessons from the development of first-tier cities. For example, if the old city was renovated more than ten years ago, these old houses in the Ming and Qing dynasties or the Republic of China were naturally pushed away, but these second-tier cities have preserved these historical monuments.

The two of them came to an old street and parked the car, which was narrow, and parked a car and took up half of the street. On either side are low-slung bungalows that look disorganized.

Wen Fei gasped and said, "No, you want to open a store in this ghost place!"

"What do you know, I see that there is no over there!" Zhang Yu pointed to a courtyard with white ash painted on the outer wall: "That place was in the Republic of China, but it was the Shanxi Guild Hall!"

Wen Fei also grew up in this city since he was a child, and he has never seen this kind of old-fashioned old house. Then he looked at the low courtyard wall that was a little mottled with lime, and looked at the faintly visible green tiles inside, and said, "So what?"

"How is it?" Zhang Yu sneered, walked over and opened the courtyard door directly with the key: "Do you know the Jin merchants in the old days, they were the richest people in the whole country, you said they could open a meeting hall in this place, and they could be worse?"

In ancient times, when there were various local dialects, and going out of the country was like going abroad, in the Ming and Qing dynasties, the groups composed of fellow villagers or peers in the city, and some modern private clubs, generally operated inns and hotels. It is a gathering place for the activities of people from the same province in ancient times.

Especially the Jin Chamber of Commerce, which is almost the base camp of Jin merchants' activities in various cities. As the wealthiest group of merchants at the time, it would be nice to come to this place, right?