"No problem," Zhao Jin spread the drawings on the table. "The profit cost is enough to bear. Even if the decoration money is excluded, the profit will be much higher than now."
The new wine and new dishes alone have attracted the people of Zhao State, and Zhao Jin is very confident about it.
"The styles of restaurants should not be the same in all places at the same time. Depending on the different places, the styles of each restaurant will be inconsistent."
Zhao Jin suggested: "For example, in the Jiangnan area, you can use the scenery of the North."
The slender fingers landed on a drawing with fluttering white snow, white as the main color, and sharp lines.
"In the north, it's just the opposite..."
Before Zhao Jin could finish his words, Lin Qingsong excitedly grabbed the conversation and said, "You can use the style of the Jiangnan water town."
"Not bad." Zhao Jin raised the corner of his mouth, "You can also match some specific dishes or wines according to the theme. These dishes are only available during the time of this theme. Before changing the style, you can also have some news first
Spread the word and arouse everyone's curiosity."
"Wonderful!" Lin Qingsong's eyes brightened the more he listened.
"In this way, even if the market is renovated, it won't be a problem."
Zhao Jin smiled and said: "How about changing it in April?"
"Okay!" Lin Qingsong could be said to be nodding in agreement no matter what Zhao Jin said.
After Zhao Jin spread out all the drawings, his eyes fell on the last drawing and paused.
Lin Qingsong noticed something strange, looked over, and scratched his face.
"This was something I had a sudden idea and asked someone to draw."
It was a drawing full of ghosts and ghosts, and it was even a bit scary at first glance.
Zhao Jin was surprised, didn't this look like a haunted house?
It's just a haunted house version of a restaurant.
"If it doesn't work, then remove it. It was just a temporary idea." Lin Qingsong felt a little embarrassed and was about to remove the drawing.
"It's not impossible." Zhao Jin held down the paper to stop Lin Qingsong's movements, "You can try it, but it needs to be in a place with a strong electorate."
After saying this, Zhao Jin was stunned.
The folk customs are strong, isn’t Yunzhou a place with strong folk customs?
Beili often went south to plunder. In order to deal with foreign enemies, the people of Yunzhou were extremely fierce. Otherwise, it would be difficult for them to survive under Beili's cavalry for many years.
Lin Qingsong also thought of this.
"How about choosing Yunzhou?"
Zhao Jin pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.
In Yunzhou, he can usually pay attention and adjust at any time.
"good!"
But Lin Qingsong was a little hesitant, "This is so weird, will anyone really come to eat?"
Zhao Jin smiled but said nothing. People are sensory animals that seek stimulation.
The haunted house is so scary, why don’t a large number of people go there every day?
Zhao Jin discussed with Lin Qingsong for more than half an hour.
"Hahaha, then I won't delay Mr. Zhao's date." Lin Qingsong winked at Zhao Jin.
"Really, I have to leave tomorrow, time is tight."
This is an explanation for disturbing Zhao Jin.
Zhao Jin nodded to express his understanding, "I'll take my leave now."
Say it.
Zhao Jin went downstairs in a hurry.
Fortunately, Zhao Jin had not been away for long, and there were already more than ten wine jars piled up next to Qin Heng and others.
Even though there were quite a few of them, Zhao Jin's eyebrows twitched when he looked at the large number of wine jars.
Chu Weiqing did not sit at the same table as Qin Heng and others, but chose a table next to him.
After all, the big table they were sitting at was full of alcohol, and there were a group of rough guys talking loudly and noisily.
If Zhao Jin had come later, everyone at this table would have been drunk.
Yang Xu, Qin Heng and others like the new types of wine, but these wines are relatively strong, so there is no way they can resist drinking them like this.
Zhao Jin tipped his left cheek, walked over and kicked Takeda's chair, who was still clamoring for a drink.
"Who! Who kicked your grandfather and me!"
The whole table fell silent in vain, and only Takeda was left cursing.
He turned around to see who was so bold, but he turned around and saw Zhao Jin.
"What? No?" Zhao Jin grinned, with a rare hint of gangsterism.
Takeda's legs went weak, he quickly held on to the table and said with a dry smile: "Okay, of course, sir, do you want to give me a few more kicks?"
Zhao Jin gave a light "tsk", and just now he and Lin Qingsong also drank some wine.
Of course, it is impossible to get drunk, but if you are drunk and have been restraining your gangsterism on weekdays, you will inevitably lose control.
"Okay, stop drinking." Zhao Jin reached out and grabbed the wine jar from Liang Qian's hand.
Liang Qian wanted to take the opportunity to take a few sips, but she would be discovered and did not dare to say anything.
Everyone noticed that Zhao Jin was a little different from before, and smelled the smell of alcohol on Zhao Jin.
"Sir, are you drunk?" Qin Heng said hesitantly.
Yang Xu also stared at Zhao Jin, but his hand quietly reached out to the big bowl filled with wine.
Zhao Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, "Nonsense, if I come later, I'm afraid there will only be a table of drunkards left here."
After saying this, Zhao Jin picked up a bowl of wine, raised his head and drank it in one gulp.
The clear wine flowed down the corner of Zhao Jin's mouth. Zhao Jin stretched out his hand and swept it with his starry eyes.
"gone!"
Putting the wine bowl on the table, Zhao Jin walked out.
Yang Xu glanced at the empty wine bowl in front of him, remained silent for a moment, and followed Zhao Jin.
Everyone looked at each other, but Zhao Jin and Yang Xu had already left, so they could only follow.
Zhao Jin pulled Chu Weiqing and walked out of the guest building, exhaling a long breath.
Chu Weiqing looked at Zhao Jin with some curiosity. This was the first time she saw Zhao Jin like this.
Zhao Jin ruffled Chu Weiqing's hair, pinched his face, and put his arm around Chu Weiqing's shoulders.
As soon as I walked out of the guest building, the noise filled my ears.
"Go back." Zhao Jin said apologetically: "In a few days, I will accompany you to the market again."
"No rush, we'll talk about it when you have time."
The group of people began to walk back. After all, it didn't matter if the people could go back later. They had to go to Dian Mao for training early the next morning.
After leaving the lantern market, the noise was gradually left behind by Zhao Jin and others.
When we were still some distance away from the government office, we heard faint sounds of crying in front of us.
Zhao Jin frowned slightly, let go of Chu Weiqing, and walked forward a few steps quickly.
I saw a house in front of me with its door wide open.
The cry came from inside.
"But what happened?"
The crying woman raised her head when she heard the sound. She was holding a man in her arms.
The man's face was blue and black, his body was weak and his eyes were closed tightly.
Zhao Jin had often dealt with dead people for many years, and he could tell at a glance that this person had no breath.
The woman was accompanied by two young children.
"My lord?" The woman recognized Zhao Jin and hurriedly wanted to salute.
"No need to be polite." Zhao Jin looked closer and asked, "Did you die of illness?"
The woman couldn't control her tears, and they fell again, and she swallowed: "It's typhoid. My husband was infected with wind and cold a month ago. He went to see a doctor. He took medicine for more than half a month, but it didn't get better. It got worse and worse.
"
"Just now, just now we went..."
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