After a few days of tossing, the group finally settled down. The furnishings in the shop were still limited, and they could barely support a few tables and chairs. But luckily, behind the shop, there was a small courtyard, which could
Providing them with temporary housing is much better than imagined.
Not only that, after the past few days of recuperation, Father Lin's face has become much rosier, his body has recovered to a certain extent, and he can already go to the fields to do some simple chores.
But problems also arise.
Except for Wei Ming, everyone else seemed to enjoy their current stable life and even forgot the purpose of opening the store, which made him very distressed.
So that day, when everyone was sitting around eating together, Wei Ming suddenly put down his bowls and chopsticks and said to everyone:
"It's time to make a decision."
"Um?"
Father Lin was slightly stunned when he heard this. He knew what Wei Ming meant by making a decision, but he still pretended to be confused:
"What decision was made?"
Wei Ming did not answer him but looked at Xiao Que aside:
"Xiao Que, what do you think of the current situation?"
"Pretty good."
Xiaoque said honestly:
"Although the conditions are a little worse, there is food and drink here. You don't have to worry about starving or freezing to death. You can also take care of dad. How nice it is."
"But what I want to do is not just that."
Wei Ming said calmly.
The remaining assets of the Lin family are enough for everyone to use for a year and a half, but making ends meet is not an option after all. Wei Ming is not willing to let this situation continue.
What he needs is capital that can carry his ambitions, instead of spending his time in an ordinary way.
Although Wei Ming kept saying that he wanted to plead for the people, but if he was not in a high position, the so-called praying for the people was just a joke.
Thinking of this, his face became a little sad.
Lin Muxue on the side heard the clue and immediately reacted:
"Do you want to do business?"
Wei Ming nodded:
"good."
"Then...then what are you going to do?"
Lin Muxue suddenly regained her energy,
"Are you doing business, opening a restaurant, or opening a gambling house?"
"It will be all right."
Wei Ming said calmly:
"It's just that what I want to do is not a small business, but a big business that can make money."
"Oh, then...what are you going to do?"
Lin Muxue said with interest:
"You might as well tell me first and let dad and I go over the details."
"It's very simple."
Wei Ming said calmly:
"We open a restaurant."
"Restaurant!"
Lin Muxue said in surprise, her face looking a little ugly.
"Our location is very remote and sparsely populated. There won't be many diners here, so the business will naturally not be very good."
"I have a solution."
Wei Ming said:
"You don't have to worry about this. Just live here peacefully and wait for my good news."
When Father Lin heard this, he frowned and seemed to disagree with the proposal:
"Master Wei, although it is a good thing to open a restaurant for business, it is really difficult to support this humble house. How can we make the business prosperous?"
There is a reason why Father Lin said these words.
Although he has great confidence in Wei Ming, this is a year of great disaster after all, and business is already difficult to do. In addition, the place is remote and dilapidated, so it may not be easy to open a store.
Wei Ming smiled slightly when he heard this and said:
"Uncle is overly worried. Since he is going to do it, he must have his own ideas."
"Then you want to hear it?"
Father Lin's eyes were bright, and he was obviously very interested in what he said.
When Wei Ming saw this, he didn't show off. He touched his right hand and took out a stack of light wooden boards from nowhere. He handed it to Father Lin and said:
"I drew this, how about uncle taking a look at it?"
The wooden board is covered with pictures of various delicious dishes, as well as a few simple stoves and pot lids. Although they are all rough work, they are still barely legible and beautiful, especially the wooden boards marked with
The location of my own store.
Everyone was very surprised to see such a novel thing. Father Lin couldn't wait to take it and read it back and forth.
While looking through the pages, he exclaimed:
"Okay, great!"
But then, Father Lin sighed again and asked regretfully.
"This ink is expensive. How much ink will you waste on this piece of wood? I think this restaurant is not going to be good..."
When Wei Ming heard this, he smiled lightly:
"Uncle, there is no need to worry. I have naturally considered these things, so uncle, feel free to worry."
Father Lin looked suspicious:
"Really?"
"real."
Wei Ming nodded and patted Xiao Que with his hand to express his appreciation:
"I have already asked Xiaoque to buy a batch of cheap ink. Although the price is not low, it is still acceptable. As for the pen, there is no need to worry about it. After all, we have very little need for it."
Xiao Que was embarrassed by Wei Ming's praise, scratched his head and giggled.
Father Lin was a little moved, but still did not express his position.
Seeing this, Wei Ming struck while the railway was still hot:
"Distribute these planks. Then the people in the city will know about our restaurant and flock to it. Our business will not be worried. Then uncle, you can rest assured."
"This method is feasible,"
Father Lin pondered for a moment and finally nodded:
"But there is still a troublesome problem."
"what is the problem?"
"Are you afraid that this wooden board will be burned as firewood after being seen by others, or abandoned in the wilderness without anyone caring about it?"
Father Lin's words also reminded Wei Ming that if people randomly burned the wooden boards as firewood or discarded them, then the novelty he had worked so hard to make would not achieve the effect of being widely advertised.
However, Wei Ming raised the corner of his mouth and asked:
"May I ask my uncle how he would react when he sees something new?"
"Of course, look carefully."
Father Lin said matter-of-factly.
"I will also share this rare thing with my relatives and friends."
After saying that, he seemed to realize something, his face turned red instantly, and he hurriedly added:
"In other words, a wooden board can attract several diners for us."
"Not only that."
Wei Ming smiled, his eyes shining with confidence:
"Even if they don't come here to dine, they will inevitably talk about this new thing with the people around them. Once these things spread throughout the market, I believe that many people will come here to patronize it within a day or two."
"Then, our goal has been achieved."
These remarks immediately moved everyone present.
"Ah? This...isn't this too awesome?"
Lin Muxuetan opened her mouth slightly, but then she asked a question:
"That?"
This time, before Wei Ming could speak, Father Lin explained:
"Paper is too valuable, too fragile, and the cost is high. Even if ordinary people get it, they will just keep it at home."
After speaking, he nodded heavily, seeming to agree with his remarks, and then turned to look at Wei Ming, his eyes full of admiration:
"As expected of Mr. Wei, he is indeed extremely intelligent."
Wei Ming smiled modestly:
"It's just a coincidence, it's just luck, uncle, I'm so impressed."
"But there is still one thing that remains unclear."
Father Lin put one hand on his forehead and said distressedly:
"Who should be the chef in this restaurant?"
Regarding this issue, Wei Ming didn't think much and blurted out:
"Of course it's Miss Mu Xue."
Wei Ming himself has tasted Lin Muxue's craftsmanship many times, so he is naturally very relieved.
"What?"
Father Lin couldn't help being startled when he heard this. He obviously didn't expect Wei Ming to push his daughter onto the front desk.
Lin Muxue was so frightened that she quickly waved her hands and said:
"Mr. Wei, although Mu Xue is somewhat knowledgeable in cooking, he is still young, so I am afraid that he will not be able to do it. It is not appropriate."
Wei Ming glanced at the surprised people and said calmly:
"Ms. Mu Xue is not only an excellent cook, but also a quick thinker. I believe she is competent enough."
"this······"
Lin Muxue hesitated for a moment, then shook her head:
"To be honest, Mr. Wei, I have never been in charge of a spoon. If I were, I'm afraid..."
"fine."
Wei Ming looked unconcerned:
"A strong general will be defeated by his soldiers, and the same goes for cooking skills. Although Miss Mu Xue is unknown now, she might become famous all over the world one day."
"Yeah."
When Lin Muxue heard these exaggerated remarks, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
"Um."
Wei Ming nodded affirmatively.
"Just do as you are told. There is no need to bear any burden."
Although Wei Ming said these words lightly, Father Lin and Lin Muxue could still hear the sincerity in them.
This made them even more impressed by this boy from the Wei family. Not only was he talented, he was also courageous. He was truly extraordinary!