Su Yizhao nodded and smiled when he heard this, "Zhu San, do you think barbecue and spicy hotpot are more profitable than fried chicken? In fact, that's not bad, the cost is low, and the production is not troublesome. But in the long run, what Manager Zhou said makes sense."
After selling about two hundred pieces, I only made four taels of silver. This did not include the cost, which accounted for at least half of the cost!
Eggs are not expensive, but the hatching process requires artificial cultivation, which is very troublesome, as well as subsequent feeding.
Although they are all wheat bran, rice bran, vegetable leaves, etc., the cost is not very high, but you have to eat a lot every day, which is a big expense.
"Because we only prepared about two hundred of them on the first day. If the number increases, we will definitely make a lot of money in the future. This is the capital, there are countless people from outside, and there are so many people, even if they are reluctant to buy one, they will buy half
It’s normal to just taste it.”
There is also the pier in Nancheng, the shops are not far away, and that is where the largest flow of people is.
Su Yizhao is confident that when the quantity of chickens is sufficient, the profits from fried chicken and braised chicken will be as much as those from Malatang and barbecue.
Zhu San scratched his head and said, "Manager Zhou has rich experience and must be thinking further than me. I am just short-sighted and only focus on immediate interests."
Su Yizhao was very satisfied when he saw that Zhu San did not show any dissatisfaction.
If Zhu San feels embarrassed because he rejected him, or has a grudge against Manager Zhou, then Zhu San cannot be used.
After all, Zhu San was just a farm boy before, and his vision was naturally not as good as that of Shopkeeper Zhou.
If it's just short-sighted, that's it. Anyway, the decision-making power is in the hands of himself and Shopkeeper Zhou, but being narrow-minded and petty is something Su Yizhao cannot tolerate.
"Hey~ don't belittle yourself! You have done a good job for so long. Before Manager Zhou came, you were working multiple jobs, and it was really hard."
Beat a stick and give a sweet date, this is a common method used by the emperor.
"From now on, if you worry about the farming and delivery matters in the village, I'll leave this matter to you. If you have any doubts, just ask Manager Zhou and learn more from him."
Su Yizhao patted Zhu San on the shoulder and said with a smile.
Manager Zhou is a good person, how could he not understand what Su Yizhao meant?
I sighed in my heart that Su Yizhao knew how to control his subordinates at such a young age, and I was glad that I was following the right person.
Manager Zhou's heart moved, and he quickly congratulated: "Congratulations, Manager Zhu, you are so important to the young master!"
"This?" Zhu San blushed. The young master didn't say anything about promoting him to be in charge just now. Although he had been responsible for all matters before, it was all in name only.
He saw Su Yizhao smiling at him with crooked eyebrows but not saying much, and finally understood.
"You are the manager, and I will have to rely on you to take care of me in the future!" Zhu San felt excited, he finally had a title.
"Thank you, Master!" He bowed to Su Yizhao again and said thanks.
"Don't worry! Our business has just begun, and you will have a heavy burden in the future. Although Manager Zhou is very capable, he doesn't have a lot of heads and six arms after all, and he still needs you to assist him. Learning skills from him will not bury you."
Su Yizhao's words praised Manager Zhou very highly, and at the same time expressed his respect and encouragement for Zhu San.
Manager Zhou felt anxious in his heart. Even though he had lost his original status, he had followed the right master, gained his respect, and lived a comfortable life, so he would not force anything else.
In fact, he had not expected at this moment that in the future, his business would become bigger and bigger, and his interests would become wider and wider. He would finally realize his revenge, but he would become an old scalper who worked hard and never complained.
Returning to the scene, Manager Zhou admired Su Yizhao's methods and finally felt at peace.
...
The wind was howling outside, and the sky was covered with flying snow. The treetops dotted with red plum trees were instantly covered with white snow.
Red flames licked out of the charcoal basin in the house, warming the entire study.
The door suddenly opened, and a panicked figure appeared in the house.
"Ouch! It's snowing too much, close the door quickly!"
There was a shout from inside the house, and then a beautiful girl came out from inside.
"Sister Yuerong, don't you know that in this weather, the morel mushroom and duck soup given to us by the big kitchen has a layer of oil on it."
Yueqiu, who had just come in, put the food box on the table. Apple's face, which was blown red by the cold wind, was full of displeasure, and she muttered.
Yuerong frowned and said in a low voice: "Young master is still reading the book, so don't yell or scream. Maybe it's early for the soup to be simmered today, so let's just heat it up on the small clay stove."
"So it's noon? Let's prepare the food!" The young man's voice was pleasant, but still a bit childish.
Su Yizhao checked the finished policy question and then smiled at the two of them.
The waiter's father worked in the big kitchen. Although he couldn't go against the wishes of his superiors, he still gave them a lot of conveniences in the house over the years.
The morel mushroom and duck soup this time must have been specially reserved, as there is a lot of meat in it.
"Hey! You wash your hands first, and I'll warm them up for you." Yuerong said, opening the food box and pouring the old duck soup into the clay pot.
As Su Yizhao guessed, there was indeed a lot of meat.
Make a fortune in silence, only if there is a layer of oil floating on it, no one will pick it up.
It has to be said that Shi Fang's father is very shrewd. This way he will not offend others and can also bring a lot of benefits to Su Yizhao and the others. He is much smarter than the stupid Shi Fang.
People say that good bamboo shoots produce good bamboo shoots, and the father and son are good bamboo shoots that produce bad bamboo shoots! But it shows that old ginger is still spicy.
Open the window a little, and the cold wind and snowflakes immediately come in through the cracks in the window.
If it blows on someone's face, it will hurt like a knife.
"Ah! Master, it's cold, so you'd better close it!"
Yueqiu took off her thick coat, revealing the Xiang Fei's colored jacket embroidered with plum blossoms underneath.
"If charcoal is burning in the house, you have to open the windows to ventilate it, otherwise you will be easily poisoned."
Su Yizhao looked at the ice and snow outside through the window slit, and couldn't help but sigh, as soon as winter comes in the north, it becomes a world covered in snow.
Time is like water that cannot be grasped, slipping quietly through the fingers.
Today, it is the ninth year of Kanglong, winter!
The eleven-year-old boy is still thin, but his figure stands proudly in the raging wind and snow, like a strong pine tree covered with snow.
Wearing a sky-blue robe with a stand-up collar and right hem, the collar and cuffs are trimmed with white fox fur, which accentuates the young man's beautiful and extravagant appearance.
A small white jade cicada hangs under the sapphire blue waistband, and the falling tassels sway slightly with the boy's walking posture.
At this moment, he lifted his hem and Shi Shiran sat in front of the round table, his behavior was very elegant.
With just one glance, you can tell that this boy comes from a noble family and has an excellent upbringing.
Su Yizhao waited for Yuerong to serve him. It must be said that this feudal society can corrode a person's will.
It has only been more than two years, but she has already become accustomed to the luxurious life of being cared for.