After making money, the first pot of gold was obtained from Fat Liu, and the money for starting the furnace was discovered by Fat Liu first. Fat Liu should be invited anyway.
Besides, Han Kongque is not a stingy person. He naturally sees that Fat Liu's family is not simple. Relationships are built through hard work. Only by giving can you gain something.
Although managing a relationship this way is a bit too philistine, in this society, even the best friends will fall apart if they are not carefully managed.
It turns out that Han Kongque's thoughts were all on Zhou Meiren, and he spent every day at Zhou's Phoenix Jewelry Company. He had no intention of doing anything else, but now it was different. He also had to make plans for the future.
Fat Liu knows many people on this street, which is called connections, and connections are what Han Peacock lacks the most, so it is essential to treat them to dinner, which can bring them closer to each other faster.
Han Kongque's words made Fat Liu feel better. Although it was a long meal, he wanted that kind of attitude. Wanting to treat someone and just being polite were two completely different things.
Although Fat Liu was taken advantage of by Han Peacock today, it did not affect his mood. He said: "This is the only inconvenience on our street, but it is also true that every inch of land on this street is precious, even for a small shop
, the monthly rent is tens of thousands of yuan, who would be willing to die if he opened a restaurant on this street?"
"That's the only bad thing about big cities. House prices are too expensive. I really don't know how these shops can earn so much rent." Han Peacock also lamented that the house price of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan per square meter is really not what ordinary people can afford.
Affordable.
Fat Liu sneered: "Of course you can't make money by following the right path. There are only a few time-honored brands on this street. They have been operating for several generations to develop to the present level. If they have good things, they will naturally have capital.
Open a shop here, and other small shops have their own ways of survival. If they don’t have some skills and connections, do you think they dare to open a shop here? In that case, the annual rent of only three to four hundred thousand yuan will cost them to death."
"Not to mention this, we don't have to go far on this hot day. We go to Chen's bun stall to eat buns. Their big buns are authentic. Besides, we are familiar with them. At least they won't let us eat gutter oil.
Going to them will save you money and worry," said Fat Liu.
Han Kongque said: "How can that be done? I really want to bleed. Let's go to Longtan Hotel to eat seafood. I know that Fat Brother likes this the most."
"Forget it, just be willing. If you go there and eat seafood that costs tens of thousands of yuan at a time, you will spend half of your money." Fatty Liu said.
Han Kongque said: "What? You think brothers can't bear to part with you? We can't afford something expensive and we won't eat something cheap? We can afford to treat a brother with ten thousand children or eight thousand."
Although the seafood in Longtan is very expensive, how much can the two of them eat?
Han Peacock really doesn't feel too bad about treating guests to dinner. If he is timid and petty, he will definitely not make many friends. Of course, he is not working in vain, but he thinks Fat Liu is worthy of his friendship.
"No need, we brothers don't need to be so polite. Besides, I really need your help, Xiao Han. If I ask you to come here in the future, will I have to go to Longtan to treat guests every time? You, Brother Liu, can't afford it then.
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Although Fat Liu likes to eat, he can't rip off Han Peacock. He also sincerely wants to make friends with Han Peacock.
"Then don't feel sorry for yourself. Let's go further and eat something good. It's not good to eat steamed buns every day." If these vendors in Antique Street don't order food from outside restaurants, they can only eat on this street every morning and noon.
Just fine.
In the city, the survival of small vendors is extremely difficult. If you are not careful, you may be caught by the urban management. Not only will your meal be confiscated, but you will also be fined a large amount.
Therefore, the stalls selling food and drink on this street are extremely simple. These hawkers are different from the hawkers selling antiques on this street. The stalls selling antiques on this street are all handled at the subdistrict office.
Completed the procedures and paid the fees.
Those food stalls do not, so they are illegal, but these food stalls also have their own way of survival. They only set up stalls in the morning, noon and evening after the urban management gets off work.
In the morning, the urban management usually closes the stalls before going to work. At noon, they only sell them for two hours from 12 o'clock to 2 days. Their main business hours are in the morning and evening, and the business hours in the evening are longer, usually from 6 p.m.
pm, maybe 10 pm or 12 pm, it depends on the type of business and the quality of the business.
Even if they deliberately avoid clashing with the urban management office hours, they will inevitably be attacked by the city's comprehensive law enforcement, and some unlucky ones will be caught every day. Therefore, urban management officials and vendors will have a little passion every day, but this kind of
The situation was all under control and nothing serious happened, so no one took care of it.
Chen Qing and Chen Rui have been struggling in this environment for seven years. After they got married, with the help of Han Kongque, they set up a small stall here and sold Chen's meat buns.
At first, they were always caught by the city management, and either their steamers and carts were confiscated, or they were fined, or they were chased by the city management and jumped up and down.
Later, Han Kongque asked someone to find connections and get through some underground forces in the area, which allowed their business to stabilize.
If you want to run a small business safely in this area, if you can't get a legal stall from the street office, you can only pay tribute to some people, otherwise just an urban management officer will make you crazy.
Han Peacock has lived on this street for a long time, and naturally he got to know some guys who are not doing their jobs properly. With Han Peacock's temper, those guys who are mixed up in society will naturally not get good results in his hands.
He is now the second landlord of the house he rented. Since the second floor of the house is rented by a top modeling company all year round, there are often some beautiful models staying at his house.
Fortunately, they stayed in different seasons. For example, it is summer now. Those models are very busy and rarely come back to his place to stay. Even the other family rarely comes back because the daughter of that family is on summer vacation and their whole family will be there.
Home.
The people living in his courtyard were either old and weak or beautiful women. Beautiful women have been a nuisance since ancient times, so they naturally attracted some gangsters who had no business to do every day, which naturally angered Han Peacock.
Han Peacock was also the one who never suffered losses. He had several conflicts with them. No matter how many people came over, those people would never be Han Peacock's opponents.
After fighting several times, those gangsters were frightened by Han Kongque. In the end, one of their bosses actually wanted to become a disciple of Han Kongque and wanted to learn kung fu. After being pestered by him for a long time, they naturally became
acknoledged.
The boy's name is Han Hui. His family is in politics. His father seems to be a high official. Even his mother's identity is not simple.
However, this kid is ignorant and has no skills. He only does some sneaky things every day. Because he doesn't commit serious crimes, it seems that his family doesn't care, which makes him get along like a fish in water on this antique street.
The hawkers on this street pay him a monthly fee every month. As long as they pay, he will protect the safety of these hawkers after the urban management office is off work.
Don't tell me, Han Hui is really quite capable. Ever since he started charging monthly fees, as long as they are paid on time, those who have been doing small business on this street all year round have really not been embarrassed by the urban management.
However, if the urban management patrols come here and find an unfamiliar vendor, they will not be lenient, or if they set up their stall during their normal working hours, they will be chased if they encounter them.
Now that they have been operating here for a long time, Chen Qing and his wife already know the urban management personnel very well, so their current business is quite stable.
The time at noon is too short, so they usually sell the steamed buns prepared in the morning. As long as they are steamed and pushed to the street on a trolley, they usually sell out quickly.
The house prices here give hawkers like them a chance to survive in disguise. The house prices are too high and no one opens a restaurant here, which naturally gives the hawkers a chance.
"Peacock, have you eaten?" As soon as Han Peacock came over, Chen Qing saw him. He was also worried about Han Peacock!
He has seen a lot of people on this street who come to Taobao to pick up items and make a fortune. He really doesn’t have much confidence in Han Peacock. He relies on picking up items on the antique street to make a living. No matter what he thinks, he doesn’t rely on it.
Spectrum.
Han Kongque was holding a black convenience bag in his hand and led Fat Liu to sit on a small horse. In front of the horse was a small folding table. Such tables and chairs are easy to pack. You can fold them up and put them on a small cart when you go.
It doesn't take up much space at all.
After the two of them finished cooking, Han Kongque said: "I haven't eaten yet, but Brother Liu happened to help me. I'm here to treat you. I'll give you ten buns first."
At this time, Chen Rui also came over and brought a plate full of steamed buns: "Here, you can eat these first. If you don't have enough, ask for them."
Fat Liu wiped his sweat at this time. On a hot day, he was the most impatient to bask in the sun outside. His physique, as long as he moved, seemed to be fished out of the water.
"It's too hot today, so I can't eat much. These are enough. But give us some more of your pickled cucumbers, but we won't break the rules. Since Xiao Han is treating us, let him pay for them.
, five yuan for a small plate, okay?"
Chen Rui smiled and said: "There is no one here at noon, so you can just eat. We are all acquaintances. We are embarrassed to charge for these little pickles."
Fat Liu smiled and said: "The rules are the rules. Each bun comes with a free cucumber. If you break this rule and everyone who comes to eat your buns eats your cucumber in the future, you will have to pay to your death."
Chen Qing’s cucumbers are quite unique, but they don’t sell them. They only give them free with steamed buns. Each steamed bun comes with a small cucumber. This is not a small cucumber, but a cut cucumber slice, a cucumber.
Generally, more than a dozen strips can be cut out.
In this way, one cucumber for each bun is enough. However, because his cucumbers are so delicious, many customers want to order more, which makes Chen Qing's cucumbers in short supply.