Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

After accepting the task.

When he got home, he called his son and wife to come up and help with the work.

His two sons were average students and stopped studying after graduating from junior high school. One of them had a regular job, and the other found a job on the street. He wanted his son to go to Samadhi House, but he didn't want to, so he let it go.

Anyway, there is money at home.

But the problem is that some people have work to do and some don’t, which leads to a disharmonious family atmosphere.

"Second brother, don't just sit there, come with me to set up the stall tomorrow."

"No, Shuisheng, why are you staying in Samadhi Tower so well? Why do you have to go out and set up a stall by yourself?" Shuisheng's wife asked.

"Yes, Dad, master doesn't want you anymore?" The eldest son was also a little nervous.

You know, his salary is not much, and the family depends on his father to support it.

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Shuisheng glared at his eldest son and said, "Your master has a new project." At this point, he sighed and said, "As for your father, I'm lucky enough to be a disciple of a master. Your master is a very good cook and a nice person. As long as your father doesn't make any trouble, he won't let you go."

"I don't have any big ambitions." Zhang Shuisheng glanced at the people in the room, his eldest son, his eldest daughter-in-law, his own wife, and his second son. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it for himself: "Our family is not rich, but we have enough food and clothing. This time, I heard from Director Wei that it was a plan of the master."

At this point, Zhang Shuisheng paused and looked at his two sons: "Oldest son, your job is good or bad, and you can see the end of it at a glance, but you are still restless. And second son, it's also Dad's fault that I couldn't find a good job for you. So this time, Dad wants to try his best to take over this job."

"The boss said that each person can get 70% of the money earned from this stall. The master asked me to be in charge of this area. On the one hand, he wanted me to set up the stall, and on the other hand, he also wanted me to be in charge of this area in the future."

"What I mean is that the eldest son's wife and the second son should come with me and watch how to do it. In the future, if this business can be successful, you can come and help me. If it can't be successful, just run it as a small business, making braised food, which is also a way out. This matter is settled."

"This..." Several people looked at each other.

There's not much else to say.

With 70% profit, how much Samadhi Tower earns in a day?

It's all good.

"I'll go prepare it." The second brother went to work without saying a word.

"I'll go too." The eldest son's wife is also smart.

"Then I'll go too." The eldest brother and his wife.

Zhang Shuisheng's own wife was the only one left at home.

"Are you serious? Are you that serious?" After all, she is Zhang Shuisheng's own wife. She knows what kind of person Zhang Shuisheng is. He takes things as they come and would never mention anything like struggle.

Zhang Shuisheng smiled and said, "Then this matter falls on me. If I don't say it more seriously, how can they take it seriously? I guess I can make a lot of money this time. Don't worry."

"Take it easy..."

"I know I know."

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The Qin family's journey of setting up stalls was not as smooth as they had imagined.

When the car arrived at the market, people were unwilling to let them in.

"No, we paid the fee, so why can't we go in?" Qin Jingru put her hands on her hips, looking angry.

"It's not that I don't allow you to come in, it's just that this place is not suitable. We all sell vegetables here. You said your place takes up so much space and is so big. It's not suitable."

"Why is it inappropriate..."

"Hey, go, go, go. If you don't leave, I'll call for help."

"Hey, you..."

"Sister, sister, forget it, forget it." Qin Jianguo saw that this was not going to work, so he quickly stopped Qin Jingru, took out a cigarette and handed it to her: "Comrade, please be kind and tell us where we went wrong."

The manager of the market looked Qin Jianguo up and down and laughed: "What went wrong? I don't know."

"Comrade, hehe." Qin Jianjun pulled him aside in a friendly voice: "Can you just show us the way? We are all country folk."

"A country bumpkin uses this kind of vehicle? Don't be funny." The administrator laughed: "Which country bumpkin doesn't use a shoulder pole to carry out the land? You guys are so good, you use a sheet metal vehicle. Do you think you should be able to enter this place?"

"no……"

"Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense here, go somewhere else. If they're willing to let you set up your business, go ahead and set up your business. It won't work here. I don't care what you sell. If they investigate, I'll be held responsible."

The entire Qin family left.

Qin Jingru's face turned red with anger.

"No, how could they do that... Just because our car is nice, they won't let us park it?"

"How about we try somewhere else?" Since they were not allowed to do so, the Qin family wanted to change places. It has been a rule since ancient times that the people should not fight against the officials.

"Hey? Jingru? Why are you here?" Yan Bugui saw Qin Jingru standing there and talking angrily from a distance, so he came over and said hello.

Qin Jingru looked at the third uncle.

His eyes rolled and he quickly greeted, "Uncle, Uncle, I have something to ask you!"

"What's the matter?" The third uncle was also curious. What was Qin Jingru doing with this small car here?

"It's like this..." Qin Jingru told the story quickly.

"Hey, don't go ask anywhere else, it's useless." The third uncle waved his hand.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone else's faces turned unhappy.

What? He just came out and it’s already “the emperor’s business is not halfway done”?

"You may not know, but some time ago, some people were stirring up trouble in the market nearby. They collected a lot of vegetables, bought them directly, and sold them at a high price, which caused a lot of dissatisfaction in the area. They were taken away in less than a week. Look, now in this market, if you think you have some money, they won't let you in. Have you seen those people selling clothes and watches recently? They have all retreated."

The third uncle is a know-it-all in this area. There is nothing he doesn't know.

"So...what should we do here?"

"What are you selling?"

“Braised food.”

"Braised pork?" The third uncle didn't hear clearly.

"Braised food! Not stewed!" Qin Jingru lifted the lid of the pot and a puff of white smoke came out.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely overbearing fragrance entered my nose, and the saliva in my mouth began to be secreted crazily.

The third uncle was very sure of one thing, this thing was definitely not stewed meat...