When they were in Bianjing, they heard that [Guji Chicken Blood Soup] was very popular. Only after they came to Shanghai did they know how popular it really was.
All 5,000 servings of chicken blood soup are sold out every day, and they are all sold out in advance. What makes them feel most outrageous is that Gu Zheng actually raised the price to 88 yuan a bowl, so that the daily turnover is what they had before
Several times, which made them very jealous.
"This thief!"
"asshole!"
A few people were gnashing their teeth there. The better the business in Guzheng was, the more resentful and jealous they became. When they were in Bianjing, they had consulted a lawyer and wanted to ask if they could get back the century-old soup, but the lawyer's answer made them
Very disappointed.
First of all, the ownership of this pot of old soup is not in their hands, it has always been in the hands of Mr. Sun, and the century-old brand was originally awarded to Mr. Sun, and he has absolute control over this pot of soup.
Unless Mr. Sun asks for them, they cannot get them back even if they are his children.
In other words, from a legal point of view, the ownership of this pot of old soup already belongs to Gu Zheng, which was acknowledged by Mr. Sun himself. This made the Sun family's children very desperate. They came to their father's house several times and ate them all.
Closed door.
In the end, he was forced to panic. Mr. Sun went to the notary office to get a notarization, confirming that Lao Tang's ownership had been completely donated to Gu Zheng and had no relationship with anyone else.
With this notarization, there is no hope of winning the lawsuit.
"How dare he sell it at such an expensive price? Now his daily turnover is more than 400,000 yuan, which is much better than us!"
Sun Xiaoxiang's husband sighed. Among the dozen or so people, he had the highest academic level, having graduated from a bachelor's degree. Almost all the others had graduated from high school, and the third child of the Sun family had not gone to school after graduating from junior high school.
The son-in-law with the highest degree of education in the Sun family once suggested that the Sun family's chicken blood soup should be moved to big cities, not necessarily Shanghai, Beijing, Yangcheng and other places. As long as their chicken blood soup tastes good, people in big cities can
will admit it.
But his suggestion was rejected by everyone in the Sun family. They had a good business in Bianjing and did not want to move. Moreover, after moving, they were afraid that others would not recognize their chicken blood soup.
Later, he proposed to open a branch in a big city, but was rejected again. Now seeing that Gu Zheng's business is so good, he sighed very much. Gu Zheng proved his original suggestion and it was right. Unfortunately, no matter whether it was right or wrong, he was very impressed.
Wrong, it has nothing to do with him anymore.
More than 400,000, the eyes of the Sun brothers and sisters became even redder when they heard this number.
Their current turnover has dropped to less than 10,000 yuan per day. Compared with more than 400,000 yuan, the gap is too big. Now they can't compare with Gu Zheng here for one day in a month. Moreover, their business is still declining, and there are almost no locals.
People are going there, and those who come to drink their chicken blood soup are all outsiders.
The number of foreigners is also decreasing. After all, their chicken blood soup is not as famous as the soup dumplings. Their real business relies entirely on old customers. Without old customers, it means death.
There are more than 30 employees in their store. Most of these employees are their relatives and their wages are not low. After deducting various costs from a turnover of 10,000 yuan, they are actually losing money every day.
With no other option left, they collectively came to Shanghai and tried to find a way to get their century-old soup back.
"Second brother, you are the one who caused this. Tell me, what should I do?"
The eldest son kicked the second son of the Sun family. The second son of the Sun family had a very unhappy life during this period because he had lost his century-old soup in a bet. In addition to the will incident, he has now become a member of the Sun family.
An annoying object.
Even his wife doesn't like him.
"What can I do? If the old man doesn't let go, can we still go and rob him?"
The second son of the Sun family screamed in grievance, and he felt even more bitter. He had originally considered the century-old soup to be his, but after all this trouble, it no longer had anything to do with him.
"It's definitely not possible to rob, but what about stealing?"
The third son of the Sun family suddenly said something. They were not crazy enough to rob things in the downtown area of Shencheng. Besides, is the century-old soup so easy to rob? There are many people and security guards. With their help,
There were about a dozen men, women, old and young, going to rob things was almost like courting death.
You can't rob it, and you can't win a lawsuit. Stealing seems to be a good idea.
"Gao Changhe is here. Gao Changhe owes our family such a great favor. It's okay to ask him to hand over the century-old soup and return it to us to repay the favor!"
The third son of the Sun family said again that both he and the other children of the Sun family believed that Gao Changhe owed them. It was Mr. Sun who taught Gao Changhe his crafts and gave him the capital to live in the future.
Since I owe their family a favor, I should repay it as a matter of course.
"It's not a good idea, but it's not necessarily a bad idea to try!"
"That is, if Gao Changhe doesn't help us, or doesn't steal it for us, we will make trouble and make his business fail, or simply ruin the pot of soup. We can't get it, and no one else can get it!"
The young and old of the Sun family said bitterly that their old soup was taken away by others, and the business was better than them, and they made much more money, which made them extremely jealous for a long time.
They would rather ruin this pot of old soup than take advantage of others. This is really what they think in their hearts, but they will not do it unless they have to. They also need this pot of old soup.
"Second brother, you and Gao Changhe had the best relationship back then. You go find him!"
The eldest son of the Sun family spoke again, and the second eldest child of the Sun family grunted reluctantly, but the voice was so low that no one else heard what he said clearly.
Gao Changhe was busy in the store and had no idea that someone outside was plotting against him.
Although busy, Gao Changhe's heart is happy. This is the master's pot of century-old soup. Both the master and Gu Zheng trust him immensely. They entrusted him with the management of the century-old soup and also gave him a salary that he had never expected before.
, he was very satisfied.
Gao Changhe, like Mr. Sun, actually wants to pass on this pot of old soup, rather than purely using the old soup to make money.
In this regard, he is completely different from the children of the Sun family. It is also because of this that Mr. Sun is forced to give away the old soup of the Sun family rather than leave it to his own children.
By six o'clock, 5,000 portions of chicken blood soup had been sold out. There was no takeout or takeout, and it was purely dine-in. Nowadays, there are many people sitting in the store during the morning and afternoon lunch hours, and it has truly become the most prosperous restaurant.
Restaurant.
"Get out, get out of here!",
Gao Changhe lives in a single dormitory with one bedroom and one living room. He is the head chef, which is a special treatment given to him. Other employees live in collective dormitories.
The Sun family didn't know how they found out his address. The second son of the Sun family came to the door specially, but he was kicked out in embarrassment not long after. Gao Changhe was really angry, trembling with anger, and almost didn't do anything.
These bastards actually want to steal that pot of old soup. No wonder the master is completely disappointed with them. I didn't expect that the second son of the Sun family, who had the best relationship with him when he was learning the art, often compares himself with making chicken blood soup. Now he also
