"Fifty thousand less? This is pure profit, not your turnover." Lou Jun said with a smile.

"Dad, you underestimate me too much. 50,000 yuan is not a matter of vacancies." Lou Xiangpeng said.

"I hope you can still say this then. I will remind you first that if you can't do it, there will be punishment." Lou Jun said.

"What punishment?" Lou Xiangpeng asked.

"You are punished to stay in seclusion for one year. During this year, you are not allowed to go out to eat every day. You must practice pastry for eight hours every day." Lou Jun said.

"Ah?" Lou Xiangpeng was a little reluctant.

"Will a year be too long? Dad, how about this, what about a month?" Lou Xiangpeng tried to bargain.

Lou Jun smiled and looked at Lou Xiangpeng and said, "What do you think?"

Lou Xiangpeng said: "I think it's possible to have a little less."

"Then you don't go to the food festival. You have to borrow the signature of Lou Restaurant and want to pay no cost at all, how is that possible?" Lou Jun said.

"Dad, don't, we have something to discuss. It's too long a year, so it's okay if it's half a year." Lou Xiangpeng said.

"It's only one year to say it. If you want to agree, just agree. If you don't agree, just forget it." Lou Jun said.

Lou Xiangpeng had a bitter face. He could not go out to eat at will for a year, and he had to practice eight hours of pastry every day. This was simply a life-threatening thing.

"Don't you think it's easy to make 50,000 yuan? What are you afraid of? Anyway, if you make money, I won't force you." Lou Jun said.

Lou Xiangpeng was in a turmoil. He felt that it was easy to make 50,000 yuan, but he also understood that his father was cunning and must be digging a hole for him.

He didn't want to agree, mainly because it took too long for a year.

But he agreed to Gao Dian and kept saying that there was no problem. The cows had already been yelled out. What if he refused and could not participate in the food festival?

Tell Gao Dian that he is actually bragging?

Isn’t this a slap in the face!

Lou Xiangpeng gritted his teeth and said that it would be a year for a year, but he still didn't believe that I could not earn 50,000 yuan.

"Okay! I promise you!" Lou Xiangpeng said.

"I am not allowed to repent. If you agree, you have to execute it. If you don't make 50,000 yuan at that time, don't blame me for being ruthless." Lou Jun said.

"I won't regret it!" said Lou Xiangpeng.

"Okay, I'll call the organizer of the food festival when I go back, but you can prepare the others yourself, and I won't help you." Lou Jun said.

"No, we can do it ourselves." Lou Xiangpeng said.

Lou Jun smiled and said, "Okay."

He looked at Lou Xiangpeng, and this kid didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick.

The Food Festival is only seven days, and it is easy to earn 50,000 yuan in seven days.

You know, this 50,000 is a net profit, not a turnover.

A small stall, two people, no matter how good the business is, how many pastries can you make?

To calculate a simple account, you will earn 50,000 in seven days, which means an average of about 7,200 yuan a day. One part of the pasta is counted as a net profit of 6 yuan, and you will have to make 1,200 parts of the pasta.

The profit of a portion of pastry is no longer low, after all, costs and stall fees are deducted.

I work ten hours a day, and I have to make 120 servings per hour. On average, each person makes one serving per minute.

Is this easy?

Moreover, if you can sell enough, you may not be able to sell 1,200 copies a day.

Lou Xiangpeng did not carefully calculate the account and thought it was easy to make 50,000 yuan, which was related to his life since childhood.

Of course, what Lou Jun can be sure of is that participating in the Food Festival will definitely make money, otherwise so many people would not have participated in the Food Festival.

Why do you want to participate if you don’t make money? It will definitely be profitable.

But it is not easy to earn 50,000 yuan in seven days. At least there are only two people in the stalls, which is difficult to achieve.

Lou Jun did it on purpose. The amount he set was not too outrageous, but it was extremely difficult to achieve, in order to make Lou Xiangpeng calm down.

The father and son didn't say anything along the way. Lou Xiangpeng cheered himself up in his heart and must earn 50,000 yuan, otherwise his life would be dark.

Gao Dian didn't know that Lou Xiangpeng used his happy life for the next year to get the invitation letter.

Now, Gao Dian is on the phone with his parents in the hotel.

He didn't tell his parents what happened, mainly because he was afraid that they would worry.

After the chat, he hung up the phone.

I was tired for a day today, and Gao Dian slept very quickly.

…………

At this time, someone was on the other side of K City.

"What? You're not here to attend the food festival?"

"Yes, I've been a little busy lately and I may not have much time."

"That's a pity."

"Although I can't go, I will also give you a gift, which can be regarded as my support for the food festival."

"thank you."

The person in charge of this food festival hung up the phone and showed a wry smile on his face.

In order to hold this food festival well, he invited many famous restaurants and hotels in K City, but so far, there are no one willing to participate in the family.

At this time, a staff member ran over and said, "Good news, good news!"

“What good news?”

"That's right, Lou Restaurant is willing to send someone to the food festival."
Chapter completed!