Zhu Kuang has been preparing to open a noodle restaurant at home for many days. Both Mi Shi and Ying Niang are talented in cooking. In just a few days, the quality of the ramen is better than Zhu Kuang.

Moreover, Zhu Kuang also taught them to cook side dishes. At that time, eating a bowl of noodles with a small plate of dishes will definitely attract attention.

In this era, ingredients are rare, either radish or cabbage, but there are other dishes, because they are scarce and very high in price, so of course it is not cost-effective.

"If it's summer, you can add cold cucumbers, which tastes good." Zhu Kuang said while busy with his work.

"Brother, if we deliver side dishes, our profits will be even less?" Ying Niang said worriedly.

The profit of ramen is not high, so wouldn’t it be even more a loss if I gave me a small plate of dishes?

"Don't worry, I've calculated it. A plate of side dishes is not worth a penny. We have eight cents for a bowl of noodles with meat and five cents for no meat. Even if we send side dishes, minus the cost, the profit of a bowl of noodles is two to three cents."

"so much?"

"If you sell a hundred bowls of noodles a day, you will get two or three hundred cents." Mi said happily.

Do you actually make money like this when doing business?

"Mom, we don't have to work so hard. We sell fifty bowls of noodles a day, which is enough for our pocket money." Zhu Kuang said hurriedly.

He opened this noodle shop not to make a lot of money, but to give his mother and A-mei something to do, saving them either doing needlework or washing clothes, which hurts their health.

Mishi thought about it, even if the noodles in their house are delicious, there are not so many people coming to eat noodles a day. After all, the price of a bowl of noodles is so high. Who can stand eating outside every day?

"We can also braise a basin of eggs in the morning, or cook a basin of tea eggs, and sell them for a penny, and make some money."

"That's right, you'll still think about it." Mi said hurriedly.

I thought that after the man went, the life at home would be getting harder and harder, but who knew that it would be better and better. My son Zhang Da was already a big one, but he was more capable than his father.

Zhu Kuang was ashamed. He thought of this. It was clearly copied. This was a complete plagiarism.

Although he really wanted to go to the yamen to read the account book, he also understood that he saw what he shouldn't have read this time, causing trouble for the adults. Therefore, Master Du let himself stay at home these days.

This is also good, so I just helped my mother and Amei open the noodle shop.

Zhu Kuang opened this noodle restaurant according to the specifications of beef noodle in later generations, so there is no need to worry about it.

The family was talking, but someone came in at the door, but the porcelain shop was delivering the goods.

Zhu Kuang specially ordered a large sea bowl and a small plate, and a porcelain shop, and there were fifty ones, including four medium-sized coarse porcelain basins, four large basins with kneading, and two large water tanks.

The fine porcelain of this era is precious, and Zhukuan customized the coarse porcelain, but the coarse porcelain is not very expensive.

After Zhu Kuang inspected the goods, he paid the bill with ease.

A big sea bowl costs one cent, a small plate costs two, a medium-sized coarse porcelain basin costs eight cents, a large basin with noodles costs one twelve cents, a water tank with noodles costs the same price as fifteen cents, and a total of two hundred and fifteen cents. Zhu Kuang thought it was quite cost-effective.

It's just a little money and it's delivered to your door.

"We will make up for it in a few days, and we will have to send it here." Zhu Kuang said politely after paying the money.

"Is it a noodle shop for guy?"

"Not that, I'll open a noodle restaurant to make a living." Zhu Kuang said: "When it opens, I'll ask you to support you."

"When time is free, I will definitely come!" The old man left with a smile.

"It's enough to have more than ten bowls, why do you still buy so many?" Mi said with distress.

Just buying these costs more than 200 cents, as well as tables, chairs, benches, etc. How much does it cost?

"I'm afraid it's not enough." Zhu Kuang said confidently.

"I'll probably have to give it to you later."

Before he finished speaking, the person who delivered the table and stool had arrived.

Zhu Kuang decided to have a long table. Two long ones were placed against the wall on both sides, and two short ones were placed horizontally in the middle. The small shops were already full. There were a total of twenty stools in front of several tables.

There is also a cabinet near the inner room, but it is just a shelf and no cabinet door.

After the delivery person left, Mi Shi said again: "Why have you ordered so many tables and chairs? I'm afraid there are not so many people coming."

"How strange this cabinet is, it can't be installed."

"Let's put the braised eggs and side dishes inside. Just bring them out whatever the guests want." Zhu Kuang said with a gesture.

Put the side dishes out in advance, and just take them over at that time, which will save you trouble.

When Mi thought about it, the same is true. This is convenient. Even if you have a few more people, you won’t be afraid of being in a hurry.

Zhu Kuang smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry about money, spending it to make money back, right? When our noodle restaurant opens and you have a business, you won't be afraid."

"Our noodles are delicious, so you don't worry that no one will come." Mi also smiled.

"I really don't want to eat noodles for the past few days. Why don't we eat something else tonight?" Zhu Kuang was tired of eating ramen for several days in a row.

"You kid, you can eat white flour every day, what else do you have to be dissatisfied with?" Mi Shi glared at her son with a angrily look: "In the past, even if our family has good conditions, we couldn't eat white flour every meal."

Zhu Kuang didn't know what life the Zhu family had lived before, but he couldn't accept the bean noodles and always felt a smell of beans.

In the future, he doesn't plan to eat bean noodles. In order to get white noodles, he also wants to make money.

Fortunately, this family is very good, unlike the best people in later novels. If you work with such a family, your future will still be very good.

Although he didn't agree with his son's idea of ​​eating white noodles, as a good mother, Mi asked with a smile: "If you don't want to eat ramen, what will we eat tonight?"

"Just eat pancakes and carrots, make millet porridge, it will be delicious to nourish the stomach." Zhu Kuang said with a smile.

"What is pancakes and carrot?" Mi said that he had never heard of it.

Zhu Kuang told Mi Shi about the method of making pancakes.

"You kid, I know so much. I have never heard of such a method before, but it doesn't sound difficult. I'll try it now." Mi Shi smiled and washed her hands and prepared the batter.

"I remember there are some buckwheat noodles in our house, so we make some soft buckwheat noodles. The rolled vegetables are delicious." Zhu Kuang thought about the taste of the pancakes and rolled vegetables, and couldn't help but drool.
Chapter completed!