Chapter 683 683. Master Qian’s plan
This August, all the plans of the Song Tan family are on track, life is going by leisurely, but the factory building on the mountain is being built quickly.
The excavator boy returned to the work of digging mountains. Every night he holds his mobile phone and videos with Tian Tian, who has also taken stock of the day's income. Each has its own sweetness.
But the joys and sorrows of people are not the same.
For example, Mr. Xin Jun, who obviously can become a rich second generation, but has to rely on himself.
When he got out of the taxi with his suitcase, there was an air of vicissitudes of life in his whole body. He was haggard and tired, but also seemed to have hope in a desperate situation... so much so that when he first saw him, Wulan didn't dare to respond.
“Mr. Xin,” she said in surprise:
“Why have you lost so much weight?”
No, Bai Bai had a bookish look on his face, but Wu Lan likes this handsome young man!
It’s only been a month since I last saw you. Why are you so dark and thin, and you seem to have aged more than 5 years out of thin air?
Hearing this, Xin Jun burst into tears.
As a rich second generation, what kind of life does he live at home?
In the morning, I have to replenish goods, at noon I have to run errands, in the afternoon I have to take stock, and in the evening I have to repeat...
His parents became the hands-off shopkeepers, but he almost ended up staying at home. Especially the more than 600 tea egg marinade bags that I sent back, as well as the heat-relieving tea bags that I ordered later, made the already popular farmhouse come again.
Who would have thought that in this remote area on the outskirts of the city, there would be customers who would rather wait for the restaurant to have lunch!
Xin Jun protested more than once:
“Mom, we really can’t invite so many people in this short time, so let’s just fix a certain number of tables every day! It’s not worth it if we make enough money later and ruin our health.”
What's more, their family now has several million in savings. This money is not much, but they can live comfortably in their hometown - why is this? !
Hearing this, Xin Junma glanced at him:
“What do you know, I just love doing business!”
That’s not true. Without any passion, how could she persevere when she took care of such a big place by herself?
But this is too tiring...
Xin Jun, a great and good man, sleeps with his pillow glued to his pillow every day. It’s really unbearable!
Xin Junma said sincerely:
"I know you're tired. After all, what you're doing during this period is all the accounts from the first half of this year... But think about it, you haven't come back very often. It's finally summer vacation. Isn't that what you should do to help mom? "
“Mom feels much more relaxed when you are here. You don’t have to look at this account in detail—let’s sort it out together when you come back during the winter vacation.”
Xin Jun: ...just die.
No, in late August, he used the excuse that the school was going to have a meeting to prepare courses for the second half of the year, and he wanted to perform better as a trainee teacher...
Hunting my luggage, I came here without stopping!
When I got in the car, I still felt a little regretful:
“It’s my fault too. I shouldn’t have clung to this iron rice bowl in the first place. Being a teacher is quite aggrieved. Otherwise, no matter how hard you get used to it, why don’t we come back and work on the restaurant together? Isn’t it good to do business!”
“No, no, no.” Xin Jun immediately said that he loved the teaching profession and he would definitely keep doing it!
Even if one day Qiaoqiao no longer needs a tutor, he will definitely find a way to change his job!
No, after pulling the suitcase into the yard, I didn’t care whether the new arrival recognized him or not, and just sat down on the chair. I couldn’t get up for a long time.
On the other hand, Wang Xiaoshun came out with a vegetable basin, saw a stranger, and wondered: "This is..."
Tang Xiaodong explained from the side: "This should be Qiaoqiao's previous tutor. I heard that they would be given a holiday in July if there was nothing to do. This is the first time I have seen him."
Wang Xiaoshun was greatly surprised—it seemed to be a shabby mountain village, but the dish turned out to be so delicious.
A seemingly ordinary farm family is actually willing to hire one-on-one tutoring for their son!
Sure enough, it makes sense for the master to take him out to see the world, but his knowledge is still a little shallow.
But speaking of this, the master has been whispering to Master Song recently, even behind his back... What are you talking about?
Could it be that you feel that your talent is not good and you are not up to par with others?
It shouldn’t be! His skills over the years are obviously much better than Qiao Qiao's.
But then again, Qiaoqiao is so cute, could it be that the masters feel that they are overpowering him? How about being more casual when chopping vegetables at night?
Wang Xiaoshun's heart was as messy as a cat's ball of thread.
But in fact, what the seventh cousin and Master Qian were talking about was nothing like that!
No, Master Qian is still encouraging him:
"Old Song, I discussed this matter with you before, do you understand?"
"You tell Song Tan and you can provide food to us in Changle Residence alone. You won't lose money! The price will definitely be high!"
“I dare to guarantee you! If I’m willing to provide it exclusively, I can do whatever you want—it’s just a matter of mentioning it. What on earth do you don’t want to do? If you don’t say it, I will!”
There’s nothing the seventh cousin doesn’t want to do, but the problem is—
“This is too troublesome and needs to be dealt with. Tantan probably finds it troublesome, and it’s not like we can’t sell it locally.”
Master Qian hates that iron cannot become steel: "But isn't she going to grow vegetables on the mountain next year?"
“Yeah, not too much and not too much.”
Cousin Qi knows about Song Tan's plan. He grows some vegetables of all kinds, mainly for his own consumption, and sells the rest.
“…Sending it to you, Changle Residence, do you know that we have to cross two provinces in the middle? It’s not necessary.”
“Why is it not necessary!”
Master Qian hates the fact that iron cannot become steel: "Why didn't you tell me that the imported ingredients had to be flown back to China? Besides, who am I doing this for?"
He groaned angrily: "I have been able to take care of Changle Ju for so many years! If there is this dish, of course it is better. If not, I wouldn't be in such a hurry."
"But don't you think about it, who is fighting with us? It's your white-eyed wolf apprentice!"
“Tell me about it. Old Song, tell me!”
“You give people a piece of food to eat, and you also teach them the art of pressing the bottom of boxes. I don’t believe that you are not worried!”
Don't say that Lao Song was upset, even Qian Tianfu couldn't swallow it!
When I first became a disciple, the rules in their profession were still the same. If the child kowtows, he is really teaching as his own son. Lao Song is not that kind of black-hearted master who only asks people to serve as apprentices for free without paying wages...
But what did this get in exchange?
When Master Qian thought about this, he persuaded him even harder:
"The big boss there is rich, and he is willing to invest. A few real estate people are building up the business, and they are building ecological vegetable gardens, and they are building health restaurants... There is overwhelming publicity on the Internet, so why not write a good review on Dianping? They also give out a lot of red envelopes... Can the business passed down from Changle's family keep up with this?"
Even if you have the heart, you don’t have the money!
"You still have to rely on your real skills! But I won't hide it from you, it is indeed difficult to cope with it. If not for this, the little boss would not be ruined this year - you don't even know that the turtle grandson opposite him usually encounters him, and his jaw is fast. Lifted up to the sky—"
“He treated you like that back then. This is such a great opportunity, why don’t you give him a slap in the face?”
Okay, I’ve finished it... Oh my god, I’m exhausted...
Tomorrow, ah no, can it still be done today^.
-Good morning.
(End of this chapter)