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Chapter 91

Zhang Hu may not continue setting up a stall with Zhang Long, and may even send Zhang Long back to his hometown.

But he was more convinced that the master had calculated for himself that Li Tangshi would definitely be able to produce a soup base that tasted better than the so-called ancestral prescriptions in their homes.

If Zhang Hu wants to double the entrepreneurial fund given by his family, Li Tangshi should be the noble person he is the legendary in his destiny!

However, when Zhang Hu thought of his brother who had been spoiled by his family since he was a child, he had to get whatever he wanted, so he had two points to consider and three points to calculate.

Paranoidness is also a childish and willful behavior for children!

It just so happens that Zhang Long has such a "small illness", otherwise Zhang Hu would not be able to take advantage of it.

"So, Zhang Long kept squatting at my door last night?"

Hearing this, Li Tangshi's eyebrows frowned, and he felt a little angry.

Seeing Zhang Hu nodding, she asked again: "Then, what you mentioned is, are you working with me alone or with Zhang Long?"

How could a normal single man run to the door of a lonely girl and squat?

It's quite terrifying to think about it.

Even though Li Tangshi has such a little bit of a three-legged skill, Li Tangshi, who has lived for two lives, dare not underestimate anyone.

If possible, Li Tangshi is willing to never take action for the rest of her life.

"Uh? If you must persist in Tang Shi, I can let Zhang Long withdraw and I will cooperate with you alone.

However, the proportion of cooperation will be divided by you, and there may be a lot fewer people. Tang Shi, are you willing to give me this opportunity?"

Zhang Hu pressed the secret joy in his heart, looking very embarrassed.

Without waiting for Li Tangshi to answer, Zhang Hu continued: "Tangshi, don't rush to answer. Let's take a look at the analysis cooperation report I wrote before discussing how to discuss it?"

Turning silently to express his breath, Zhang Hu began to think about how he should use Li Tangshi's hand to kick Zhang Long away and make Zhang Long feel at ease, and he still doesn't hold a grudge against him as his brother.

"Okay, let's take a look first."

With Zhang Hu's help, Li Tangshi saved a lot of effort.

I sold it for a day yesterday, and the snails and 60s were very popular among customers. Today, someone was waiting at the stall.

Zhang Hu helped to pull the train three times, but did not leave immediately after finishing it, but instead helped get off the train or something.

I was busy until half past ten pounds, which was just short selling compared to the amount of ten kilograms I added yesterday. I continued to set up a stall in the evening.

Li Tangshi was sent home by Zhang Hu and closed the door.

Li Tangshi thought Zhang Hu was particularly attentive. If she didn't read the analysis report carefully, she would be sorry for his help.

After reading it, Li Tang's poems were shocked by Zhang Hu's analysis and the plan report.

Well, Li Tangshi lived to be forty years old in his previous life. He had seen many stores, such as chain stores, and there were the most models, and Zhang Hu had this line in this report.

What’s even more interesting is that Zhang Hu also plans to add some Sichuan Province’s special performances to the hot pot restaurant, such as ‘face change’.

Of course, under the premise of all this, Li Tangshi can make a delicious hotpot soup base.

Li Tangshi himself had never been careful with the hot pot soup base, but he had made it for his younger brother and his family to eat in his previous life, especially for two years of wandering abroad. The simple pot base was the only thing they could solve their longing for home.

Now that conditions permit, the medicinal materials are sufficient. Li Tangshi believes that he should be able to make a better hotpot soup base.

Li Tangshi rested for two hours at noon. After waking up, she did not immediately put on the hot pot base that Zhang Hu wanted, but took out a pen and notepad, trying to write down the story that she had been thinking about for a long time.
Chapter completed!
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