"How to improve efficiency?" asked Zheng Baohong.

Han Chunlei said: "This one, fast food restaurants will make less dishes that need to be spit out and shelled in the future." ”

Ah Xiong asked with a puzzled face, "How does this have anything to do with what you cook?"

"Don't mess around," Zheng Bao glanced at Ah Xiong, and then urged Han Chunlei: "Chunlei, you continue." ”

"Well, what about these two......"

Han Chunlei told them one by one his methods.

In fact, his method is not complicated.

He referred to the practice of the school cafeteria when he was in college before he was reborn.

In the cafeteria, after eating, students will consciously pour the leftovers from their plates into the recycling bin, and then put their own plates back into the sink.

Such a simple operation process reduces the workload of the canteen aunt at once, and invisibly, it also saves the budget of manpower expenses for the school.

When Han Chunlei was studying, there was a huge university cafeteria in their school, except for the occasional aunt or two aunts who came to wipe the table and clean up the food residues on the table, most of the time, it was automatic turning over and eating at the buffet.

Therefore, the first thing he suggested to Sister Hong was to make less slag and shell dishes in the future, which was also based on this reason.

After Zheng Baohong and Ah Xiong heard Han Chunlei's novel method, they all looked sideways, especially Ah Xiong, who couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praised: "Chunlei, you are so good at this head." ”

"yes, it's a good idea!"

Sister Hong also recognized Han Chunlei's method, but she also raised her concerns: "However, the customers of our fast food restaurant are all kinds of people from all over the world." You let them finish their fast food, and then they have to pick up their own plates and chopsticks and send them to the sink. I'm afraid I'm not happy and unwilling to cooperate!"

She wondered, after all, people go to fast food restaurants to pay for food, so why do they have to do their own work? Who can be happy about this?

"Not happy, unwilling to cooperate...... Then give them some sweetness. ”

Han Chunlei already had a charter in his heart, and said, "Sister Hong, you can find someone to print some meal coupons, such as one with a face value of three cents." Whoever takes the initiative to cooperate will receive a meal coupon. The next time you come to spend, you can use these three-cent meal coupons to redeem cash. It's not one meat, two vegetables, two cents and five, and the meal coupon can be deducted, as long as two cents and two. Isn't it just a matter of piggybacking on your hands after eating?

"Meal vouchers, that's a great idea!"

After all, Sister Hong runs a fast food restaurant, and she has no shortage of business acumen, and she was so dialed by Han Chunlei that she understood it in an instant.

Ah Xiong was a little distressed and said: "One meat and two vegetables are only two cents and five cents, and a meal coupon is worth three cents, will this be a bit of a loss?"

Han Chunlei shook his head and continued: "The profit of a fast food restaurant is not low, and a meal coupon is worth three cents, and it is still affordable. I think the benefits of this three cents are quite tempting to most customers. After all, those who can come to eat fast food, in addition to saving trouble, also want to be cheap and affordable? Moreover, they have received our meal coupons, and the next time they look for a restaurant to eat, they must not give priority to our fast food restaurants? After this meal, this meal coupon is deducted, and they can get the next one, and this will not become a repeat customer? The more repeat customers there are, the better the business will naturally be. When the time comes, fast food restaurants will only make more money than before! This is called suffering a small loss and making a big profit!"

"yes, why didn't I think about it. Ah Xiong suddenly realized.

Zheng Baohong glanced at him with disdain: "If you have this brain, can you keep driving a minibus?"

"What's wrong with driving a minibus? I also earn a lot from driving a minibus!" Ah Xiongtian is not afraid of the ground, but he is afraid that Ah Hong will not look down on himself.

Han Chunlei laughed and said, "If this method is good, let's wait for the business of Sister Hong's fast food restaurant to go to the next level!"

"Borrow your auspicious words from the spring thunder, and go to the next level!"

......

Sister Hong's fast food restaurant found a full-time dishwashing aunt, and quoted Han Chunlei's method to let customers clean up the dishes and chopsticks by themselves and reward them with a meal coupon.

In the following days, Zheng Baohong was really much more relaxed, and he didn't have to worry about the comrades of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, who talked to him from time to time.

Ah Xiong doesn't go to Sister Hong's fast food restaurant every day, but every Sunday, when the fast food restaurant is busiest, he still takes the initiative to run over to help, and Zheng Baohong doesn't say anything more at this frequency.

Instead, Ah Chan was liberated, and he was willing to give Ah Xiong the glorious task of helping in the store on Sunday.

As for Han Chunlei's side, the business license of the self-employed has not yet been issued, and when he asked several times, he said that he was going through the process and was about to be done.

The efficiency of government departments today is understandable.

However, under Huang Shouye's introduction, he met a new friend, Qian Wenjie, a purchaser at the county paper mill.

The relationship between Huang Shouye and Qian Wenjie is very iron.

The waste paper received by his scrap station was sold to the county paper mill through Qian Wenjie.

At the beginning, Huang Shouye and Han Chunlei partnered to print the college entrance examination mock papers, and the paper required was also solved through Qian Wenjie.

Because of Lao Huang's iron relationship, Qian Wenjie readily agreed to Han Chunlei that he would provide the wrapping paper needed for Longjing tea in the future.

Qian Wenjie successively brought several paper patterns of different thicknesses for Han Chunlei to choose, and finally he chose a kraft paper.

After almost a week, Han Chunlei's self-employed business license finally came down.

Now everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

Owes desiccant to this shareholder wind!

has not been able to find a breakthrough in the matter of desiccant, and Han Chunlei, who has always been calm, is also a little anxious.

He thought that it really wouldn't work, so he simply used the soil method of wrapping quicklime in paper to act as a desiccant. After all, the method that the ancestors have been using, although it looks a little simpler and the process is more cumbersome, but at least it works.

Can a living person suffocate to death?

Now that the business license has also come down, Han Chunlei plans to go back to Hangzhou first to solve the problem of who will collect tea from his hometown after arranging the things at hand.

And it's been a few days since he came out of home, and he thinks it's time to pick a day and go back to see his mother and Chun Tao Chunfeng.

Subsequently, Han Chunlei found a time and told Brother Xiong about his trip back to his hometown.

Although Ah Xiong and the others were reluctant, everyone knew that Han Chunlei was doing the right thing.

Coincidentally, Ah Chan also found Brother Xiong, planning to return the house he and her sister rented.

Because Zheng Baohong has been moving out for a month, the house has been so empty, it is better to quit the rent.

As for Ah Chan himself, the main reason is that the relationship with his girlfriend has grown by leaps and bounds recently, so he plans to quit the rent from Brother Xiong's house and move to the village where his girlfriend rented, so that it will be more convenient to meet.

Sister Hong and Sister Acan were about to quit the rent, and Han Chunlei planned to return to his hometown for a while, but in an instant, the courtyard of Ah Xiong's house was about to be empty.

......

This day is September 20th.

Ah Chan officially quit the lease and moved out today.

Ah Xiong's mother was a little unhappy about the successive departures of Ah Chan and Ah Hong's sisters and brothers, so she cleaned up a table of good dishes, intending to see off Ah Can and Han Chunlei.

In the evening, in the small courtyard, under the lychee tree.

The small wooden table was full of hard dishes on the table.

Ah Xiong's mother made sauerkraut and beef offal, white-cut chicken, barbecued pork with skin, and steamed crucian carp. Han Chunlei bought a package of white-cut beef at the entrance of the village.

Ah Chan also took the braised large intestine made of the pig's large intestine.

Six dishes, with fish and meat, quite hearty.

As the owner of the courtyard, Ah Xiong was of course responsible for presiding over this first glass of wine.

He picked up a glass of beer and said, "Zhang Xilu and Ah Qiang, these two guys, are busy with things in the dance hall all day, and they haven't taken it all today, come, let's have a drink first! I wish Chunlei a smooth journey, and I also wish Ah Can's love to be complete." ”

"Who says I don't have a mouthful?"

said that Cao Cao Cao arrived, and as soon as the courtyard door opened, Zhang Xilu came in.

T-shirts, bell bottoms, toad glasses, and curly hair, Zhang Xilu is up and down, catching up with fashion.

He also carried a net bag in his hand, which contained several boxes of small things.

He walked up to everyone and said with a smile: "I don't know if Ah Qiang has a blessing, but I have a blessing, and everyone has a blessing." Look, what good food have I brought you?"

In the past two months, the business of the dance hall has been quite good, and Zhang Xilu has been much more generous, and he can always bring some delicious food back every other day to add food to everyone.

As he spoke, he had already placed his net bag on the table.

"Mooncakes?!, or Hong Kong mooncakes? This catty costs at least three or four yuan, right?" Ah Xiong blurted out.

Han Chunlei took out a moon cake box from the net pocket and looked at it, on the packaging of the small carton, in addition to some patterns of entwined branches, the words "lotus paste moon cake" were clearly printed in traditional Chinese characters.

This packaging is very exquisite, and it is not comparable to those things sold in the supply and marketing cooperatives.

"I don't know how much it is, someone sent it!"

Zhang Xilu squeezed a seat between Han Chunlei and Ah Can, and after sitting down, he smug and said, "I know a buddy in the dance hall, he works for the Hong Kong boss in a moon cake factory. The moon cakes produced by the moon cake factory are never sold domestically, and are all directly exported. That is, the boss gave benefits, and each person was given three catties of moon cakes in advance. My buddy has an iron relationship with me, and he directly divided me with a pound. ”

Obviously, this gift has a lot of face than the one bought.

Zhang Xilu took out moon cakes from his net pocket one after another, distributed them to everyone, and said: "Come, let's divide it, one for each person, try it all!"

Now it is only half a month away from the Mid-Autumn Festival on the 15th day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, and eating moon cakes is also appropriate.

"Okay, let's also taste the taste of this Hong Kong mooncake. Ah Xiong took the moon cake and said happily.

Ah Can Monkey was in a hurry, and opened the moon cake box three times and five by two: "I heard that this Hong Kong-made moon cake, I don't know what to add to it, and it's okay to put it for a year, but it's amazing." ”

"That's really amazing, then I'll try it too! Mom, you can eat one too!" Cuong opened the box for the old lady.

After eating a few bites, the old lady squinted and smiled, and said with praise: "Well, it's delicious, the port mooncakes, loose and tasty, it's really delicious!"

The so-called Hong Kong mooncakes will not go bad for a year because of the preservatives added to them.

It is also in this era that people have a very beautiful yearning for the outside world, so they are full of praise for machine mooncakes with added preservatives.

In another thirty or forty years, in Han Chunlei's time, people should miss those handmade moon cakes without any additives.

Zhang Xilu saw Han Chunlei holding the moon cake, and couldn't help but smile: "Chunlei, what do you want? You can eat! Don't be reluctant to eat, this is my invitation to you!"

"Oh, there's no rush to eat. ”

Han Chunlei put the moon cake aside, found a small thing not much bigger than a fingernail from the moon cake box, then put it in the palm of his hand, spread it out in front of everyone's eyes, and said a little excitedly, "It's really a blind finch who can't die of hunger, haha...... This thing is what I'm looking for a desiccant! Heelu, that friend of yours, the friend who gave you mooncakes, can you introduce them to me?"