Lao Dian: "Zhuhua, I gave me a bag of MSG, and I want a big bag of it."

At Gong Zhu Xiaobuying House, Lao Dian handed over a bill.

Gong Zhu: "Uncle Dian, what delicious food is your home today?"

She looked at Lao Diao closely and saw three women following Uncle Diao, all of whom were gentle and gentle.

Lao Dian: "There is nothing to prepare in advance. I just cook a pot of tofu. I cut ten kilograms of meat. As for chickens and ducks, it will not be too late to kill them when the guests come. Anyway, it will not take much time. Nowadays, people eat fine food and eat the original and earthy ones. If you kill the chicken in advance, people may even suspect that you are using feed chickens, so you should kill them in person."

Yes, like Chen Jianguo, Lao Dian's family also opened a farmhouse, which is the only two among the village cadres.

Laodian's son and daughter-in-law ignored him, and even his grandson was not shown to his old couple.

The old couple is very busy, and they have a lot of pensions left but no one can inherit them. After building the grape greenhouse, there are still a lot left. After thinking about it, their own territory is also large, so why not get a side job? Who would think that they make too much money?

Gong Zhu took the money, picked up a pack of MSG and handed it over.

This pack of MSG is very big, at least three taels, Lao Dian was stunned: "So much, I heard that eating this thing will affect intelligence." Then he handed it to a woman behind him and told him: "Please hold it away, wait and dip it in water."

The woman took it and handed it to a woman behind her.

Then, the man handed it to the last one: "It's been packed."

Finally, Lao Dian went home with his hands behind his back, and the three women followed in a row in a row.

When Gong Zhu saw the situation, he couldn't help but burst into laughter and said to Liu Yonghua who heard the sound, "Yonghua, look, the three of them hired by the old man were all divided into levels. This old man is like an exploiting class."

Liu Yonghua looked puzzled: "What Zhuhua is saying, why can't I understand?"

Gong Zhu said that Lao Dian had a farm stay, but his son and daughter-in-law ignored him, and the family was short of staff, so she asked women from poor families in the village to help.

Liu Yonghua said that the village develops rural tourism just to help poor households get rid of poverty? Lao Dian is doing this very well! In fact, both our village committees have mobilized various inns and farmhouses, hoping that they can give priority to hiring targeted poor households.

Gong Zhu laughed again and said, "What do you know? Do you know how many people Lao Dian has hired?"

Liu Yonghua asked how many people he invited.

Zhuhua: "Four, you saw the three of them just now, and one of them was washing vegetables at home! Do you know how much Laodian costs for people to eat for a month? One thousand two, it's so generous!"

"Four, nearly 5,000 yuan a month... This rural tourism has just begun, and no one can tell what the market is. Moreover, the business at the beginning is definitely not good, and Lao Dian is under a lot of pressure to do this!"

Liu Yonghua was a little surprised. He was also a person who was traveling outside. He was knowledgeable, but he knew that the gross profit margin of the catering industry was 60%, and after deducting various expenses, he could only be 40%. If he wanted to pay the salary of these four people, the turnover of Laodian for a month would be more than 10,000 yuan. In addition, it had to be included in the share of the old couple, and the previous investment, how could he get 20,000 yuan to protect the capital?

Others opened a farmhouse to save costs, so they could do it with their own family, but he was fine and hired four people in one go. Is this just a life?

Liu Yonghua doesn't think that the irritable old man would rather lose money than contribute to society if he is so arrogant.

Gong Zhu turned around and looked at it. Seeing that there was no one around, he said in a voice that the two could hear: "Yonghua, I remember that you had just arrived in Hongshi Village for a few years. When our child was just one year old, the village chose the village director. Are you and Lao Dian the candidates at that time? Lao Dian was always dissatisfied after losing to you that time. Later, he became sick and was unable to get healthy, so he stopped thinking about being a village chief. But the country is easy to deserve, and his nature is hard to change. Lao Dian is very obsessed and likes to manage people. This time, as the boss, the more people under him, the better. Think about it, the four women called him "Boss, how happy it was...Boss, giggles..."

She couldn't help laughing.

Zhuhua found out about this clearly. As soon as the old farmer opened, he would take him in without hesitation if someone came to the door to ask him for a few words and shouted "Uncle Dian".

The oldest woman is already seventy-six years old. Although the rural people are strong and still walk wildly, you don’t know when she fell down. The youngest woman in her early thirties is a mute wife. It is rare to be so young as a targeted poor household.

Of course, the old couple has the highest status in the farmhouse. The four people below are ranked according to their age. The mute is at the bottom of the ecological niche and can only work alone. It is really a very strict hierarchy.

After saying that, Zhuhua said disdainfully: "Who did he think he is, Little Tornado Chai Jin, or Brother Song Gongming?"

Liu Yonghua frowned: "Zhuhua, you are just too ugly and not kind enough. The old man said this to help poor households so that they can have some income."

Gong Zhu: "Yes, yes, he is a good person, I am a bad person. But Lao Dao hired so many people to help him at home. First of all, his business must be able to continue, and it is 20,000 yuan a month. Is it possible? Don't pay your old capital."

Liu Yonghua: "Secretary Song personally recruits customers, how can the business be bad? Lao Diao's house is big and the house looks good. Last time Professor Bai rented a house to see him, he said it was very good, and the guests absolutely liked it when they came to visit."

Gong Zhu: "But let it go. Last time Professor Bai said he would arrest him for the crime of destroying cultural relics, which scared the old man to the ground."

Speaking of this, the couple couldn't help laughing.

Liu Yonghua: "Zhuhua, our home is also large and has a good location. It happens to be at the entrance of the village. Otherwise, we can also set up a tofu restaurant, which can solve the employment and food problems of two poor households. What you said just now reminded me. At that time, my father and I will run a water and electricity store in the city, and you will run a convenience store and a restaurant at home, and you will run a variety of business. Of course, it depends on whether you have the energy, and I don't want you to be too tired."

Gong Zhu sneered: "Yonghua, you are stupid. In my opinion, Song Qingyun is just a bragging person. This rural tourism has been going on for so long, but from the Spring Festival to now, several tourists have come. Let's get out the restaurant, so don't have a single customer at that time, and they are self-produced and sold. I have a premonition that I'm afraid I'll mess it up this time, so I won't accompany Song Qingyun to be crazy."

She has always been in a bad relationship with Song Qingyun, and she still holds a grudge against him now.

Liu Yonghua was stunned: "No, it's impossible!"

But after looking at the empty road outside, I felt a little uneasy.

...

Time passed little by little, and it was soon eleven o'clock in the morning.

"Why is no one coming?" Chen Zhonggui kept looking at his cell phone.

The pork belly has been bought, and the butcher and Chen Zhonggui can chat. When he is happy, he gives him two pig shoulder blades, which looks like fans on both sides.

After returning home, Sister Gong first boiled two bones into the pot to improve the flavor.

At this moment, the big pot was buzzing, and the fragrance was buzzing. Xu Shuang praised: "Sister Gong, your cooking skills are really nothing to say. We have invited you to the right person."

Seeing that Chen Zhonggui couldn't help but mutter, Xu Shuang said, "Chen Zhonggui, don't turn around, my eyes are blinded by you. It takes two hours to drive from the city to here, maybe the guests are on the road!"

Chen Zhonggui was still unhappy and asked, "Sweetheart, I haven't gone to the farmhouse to play. When do you people in the city go out to play? "

Xu Shuang's expression changed drastically: "Generally speaking, it will be there after nine o'clock in the morning. I sit down and play mahjong twice and have lunch... We are far away here, but it's eleven o'clock. It's normal that it's all here... No, I have to go out and take a look..."

“Where to go?”

"I'll go to Sister Zhuhua's store."

"Where you go, you have to come, and it's useless to keep you there if you shouldn't."

Xu Shuang: "Chen Zhonggui, you are wrong. There are nine families in our village who are running farmhouses and inns. Judging from the situation today, there should be not many customers. There are too many monks and too little porridge, so I have to go over to attract customers. If it is too late, people will be snatched by other families. Such a big pot of meat cannot be sold, how can we finish eating?"

Chen Zhonggui became nervous: "Yes, yes, yes, I have to go and have a look. Alas, why am I a little panicked!"

When Xu Shuang arrived at the Zhuhua Concession Store, she suddenly became nervous when she saw it.

I saw that the inside was full of people drinking tea, all the farmers' owners in the village.

They didn't speak, and they all looked at the road at the entrance of the village.

The road is still empty and uninhabited.

He then turned his eyes to the competitors beside him, and he looked at them so much that his eyes were blazing fire, and at the same time he turned his head away with a "hum".

Time passed, eleven forty, and there was still no one.

Everyone was so hungry that they were rumbling, and they suddenly became a little turbulent.

"Didn't you agree that there will be guests here today?"

"Yes, even if the road is far away, the guests should be here now?"

"Wait, Secretary Song said that someone would come, someone would come. Don't you believe Song Qingyun's words?"

"But it's almost time..."

"Wait, wait a little longer..."

Time continued to pass, and it was two o'clock in the afternoon. Everyone had already drunk the tea in their cups, but they still couldn't see anyone coming. They felt something was wrong in their hearts.

No matter how far the road is, the guests who should come to play should arrive. So far, there is no one to see a single hair, which means no one will come.

On the first day of opening, what happened to the business?

No, this is not a question of whether Qiu or not, it is not open at all!

Qiu is in local terms, which means that business is very bad.

To describe a person who is poor is "autumn eyebrows and eyes."

Lao Dian also came, and took his four female employees, circled around the landscape stone at the entrance of the village, and stomped his feet hard: "What should I do with my pot of tofu? It's all cooked. Isn't Song Qingyun a bastard?"

A thought flashed through everyone's mind: Song Qingyun, who is omnipotent, seems not very reliable.
Chapter completed!