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Chapter 834: Profession

Chapter 834 Professional

Author: Erzi Congzhou

Only then did Zhou Zhi and his friends realize that a large circle of morning exercisers had gathered outside the banyan tree, and the aunts were shouting again: "The little girl sang so well! One more!"

So the aunts and uncles all shouted: "One more, one more!"

In today's county towns, there are really not many opportunities to hear sopranos with authentic professional backgrounds in ethnic singing. Grandpas and aunties are all familiar with this song, and they even sing it often themselves, but the difference between singing and singing is huge.

.

So it's no wonder everyone is so excited.

Zhou Zhi smiled and said: "Tingting, let's sing another song."

"Then let me sing another song called "Liuyang River"," Guan Tingting, who is also quite good at things, deserves to be the female host of the Jiachuan Middle School radio station, said: "Please help me keep time."

So Guan Tingting sang "Liuyang River" again. Under the sunlight that had just penetrated the banyan branches and leaves, the sweet singing like silver bells made everyone mesmerized. Everyone who passed by could not help but stop for the singing.

By the time the second song was finished, hundreds of people had gathered around the dock, and everyone applauded.

A man who looked like a policeman squeezed into the crowd: "Okay, okay, the little girl sings really well, but the farmers who came from the dock still want to set up stalls and sell vegetables here. Now there is no room for crowds here. Let's go. Let's go."

Bar."

A few farmers who arrived earlier were holding poles and listening to songs by the stone stairs. They smiled and waved their hands when they heard this: "Let the little girl sing, we like to hear it, don't be in a hurry..."

People in Jiachuan love to gather in groups. Even if no one sings now, as long as this group of people gather together, there will be people from the periphery who continue to come to see what is going on.

Seeing that it was nothing, Zhou Zhi quickly said: "The policeman is right, we are here to practice our voice. This girl came from Sichuan. Guan Tingting, who is currently studying at the Sichuan Sound High School, will have the opportunity to appear on the stage in the future.

TV, don’t forget to support your children back home!”

Everyone applauded again, and an enthusiastic aunt shouted: "We will definitely support you!" "The good girl's name is Tingting, we remember it!"

When a few people squeezed out of the crowd and walked towards Beimen Pier, He Shiqing took Guan Tingting's hand and shouted excitedly: "Tingting, you sang so well! I got goosebumps as soon as I started singing!"

"That's right! I used to think that Zhuzi could sing very well, but now it seems that a professional is a professional!" Liang Hong nodded: "We will all study in Shu in the future. Tingting, can we come to your school to listen to you sing?"

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"I'm not a good singer, but Sister Qi is a good singer." Guan Tingting, a carefree girl, was a little shy: "She is Sister Shu Yi's sister-in-law and my mentor. She is the real singer."

"Tingting has made great progress." Zhou Zhi said with a smile: "You also know how to be humble. The more capable people are, the more they know how to be humble. This is where you really get started."

"Then let's go celebrate and treat ourselves to elbows!" Liang Hong made an irrefutable suggestion.

"I came out for a run without even bringing any money..."

"No need to make excuses, I know your chicken shop at the entrance of Xinjiao Road can handle the bill!" The friends knew Zhou Zhi very well: "Let's go eat chicken noodles and chicken soup!"

The business of Baimi Chicken Soup Restaurant became more and more subdivided. At first, it made chicken soup and stir-fries, and later added river delicacies. Later, more and more regular customers wanted to buy black-bone chickens to take home and make their own, so they even started selling live chickens.

and slaughtering operations.

Later, under the guidance of a glutton, he said that since the chicken soup had to be simmered anyway, he would boil an extra pot of chicken soup, fry a large pot of chicken offal, sell noodles and make handicrafts, and the profits would increase even more.

Lao Yang, the owner of the store, heard about it and found that it was really popular, and the income could be more than the turnover of one noon.

However, he couldn't bear to make money like this, so now he only takes care of the dishes, and his wife is responsible for cooking the breakfast. He also recruited a few rice farmers to help kill the chickens and run the waiter. The business is getting bigger and bigger.

So Lao Yang and his wife were very grateful to Taotie who came up with the idea. If he wanted to settle the account, there would be no problem at all.

And they knew Zhou Zhi’s taste, so they served noodles and hand noodles to the friends, while Zhou Zhi Shang served a large bowl of rice with chicken soup, plus a small portion of fried chicken offal and a plate of pickled cucumbers.

"Eh? What are you eating, elbow? I don't think I've ever seen it for sale."

"It has never been sold before," Old Yangtou said, somewhat dumbfounded: "This is what we usually eat in the morning. He also likes the pork elbow. Every time he comes to have a meal, he chooses this to eat."

"Then why don't you sell it?" Zhang Lu asked, "I like elbows, so they should be very popular, right?"

"You are about to learn finance and economics, but you are always looking for answers. Don't you know what trade secrets are?" Zhou Zhi smiled and said: "There is a saying in Shuzhong about making profit from breakfast, which is called a pack of two sides and three copies. This is quite common in catering.

Money business."

"If we sell chicken soup rice, the price is difficult to position. It must be lower than chicken noodles and chicken soup noodles, but then there will be no profit."

"What's more, we have to compete with the tofu curd rice that is too mature to compete for the same market. As a result, chicken soup rice is being squeezed by chicken noodles and chicken soup. It has no price advantage. It is forced by bean curd rice and has no cost advantage. Then

What else are you doing?”

"Actually, there used to be a chicken soup rice cooker in Shu, and it was very popular." Zhou Zhi took a sip of the chicken soup and said, "But if the chicken soup tastes better, it has to be one year old chicken. Now the price of old chicken is getting higher and higher.

The more expensive it gets, the more local chicken soup has evolved from a flavorful breakfast to a banquet dish.”

In this situation, we have to wait twenty years before snacks such as chicken soup noodles can return to the market. However, how much technology and hard work is used to control costs is another matter.

Fortunately, at least for now, Lao Yang's chicken soup is still very authentic, and everyone was very satisfied with this breakfast.

After dinner, everyone came to Zaoling Bridge and were shocked to see the big car that Zhou Zhi drove back.

My friends don't have any concept of Land Rover Defender 1000. They just know that it is a jeep as big as a pickup truck, and you can barely use the word "climbing" when getting in the car.

This car suited Liang Hong's taste very well. When Zhou Zhi took the remote control key and pressed the door, it became a solid "high-tech" in the eyes of his friends.

Jiang Shuyi took down a lot of snacks brought back from Hong Kong Island and the capital Shu. Everyone didn't need to go home to say hello, so they happily got into the car and drove towards the ferry terminal.

While waiting for the ferry, many drivers came over to look at the car. Just because the friends don’t know the goods, it doesn’t mean that there are no experienced drivers who know the goods.

Including the master who commanded the ferry, he was well-informed and had never seen such a car. After the ferry arrived, the masters all looked down from the cab.

I have crossed the Yangtze River many times, but this time I took a ferry across the river in a private car, which was a novel experience.

This car is very comfortable, with high visibility, large space, sufficient air conditioning, good audio, and comfortable seats. Everyone unanimously commented that this is the most comfortable car I have ever ridden in.
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