Chapter 308

The next day.

Song Xintong and Daya came to the restaurant early. When she arrived, Wang Xiaozhu and his runners were cleaning the lobby, cleaning the windows, cleaning the tables and mopping the floor. They were not lazy.

The back kitchen is also very busy. We have to prepare for the day's business. Several vegetable washing aunts are also fighting with several cages of water.

"Master, yesterday's account has been worked out." Shopkeeper Wen gave song Xintong the account she had written. She looked at it carefully and found that a total of 5320 taels were recorded yesterday.

"So much?" Song Xintong didn't expect to make so much money.

"The owner, there are at least 150000 to 200000 people in Quanling South City, and there are thousands of wealthy households with small assets in the north of the city. What's more, there are few small and medium-sized merchants who have surplus money. If all the merchants in Quanling south city come, they can make tens of thousands of Liang a day." Shopkeeper Wen said.

"That's too much. I'm so happy to make so much money every day." Song Xintong's bottom of heart is counting the bill. Apart from the cost of decoration and buying vegetables she invested in the early stage, there are still 230 Liang left. It's really a lot more. It's more profitable than making vermicelli in a workshop.

If she can earn so much every day, she will earn back the ten thousand Liang she bought in a month!

Of course, we can only dream.

Jiang Mingzhao also said that a few days before the opening, everyone is willing to come to try fresh food, but it is impossible to come every day. The income may drop sharply or be flat. After all, there are many merchants in Lingnan City, and they can earn more than ten Liang silver for a meal. After all, their food positioning is not as high-end as zhuangyuanlou and Jixiang restaurant.

Except for a few of their signature dishes, which are more than five Liang, the small dishes are about one or two, and some even need only a few hundred Wen to eat.

"Master, there are more than 500 Liang in the account now. Would you like to take it away now?" Shopkeeper Wen knows that song Xintong wants to get rid of the silver and investment in the first decoration, and the rest of the silver is the living capital of their restaurant.

"Give it to me." Song Xintong took 400 liang of cash silver, which was a big pile. "We are not far away from the bank. In the future, once the amount exceeds 100 Liang, we will deposit it in the bank. It's safe."

"Don't worry." Shopkeeper Wen did not have the courage to move these, nor would he move the silver. "Now there are more than 100 Liang in the account, enough to buy these."

"Put it away." Song Xintong didn't hire another cashier. It was all calculated by manager Wen. They signed the contract. If they found that they had made false accounts and moved the silver, they not only had to pay back the silver, but also the family members had to sit together.

When they go back to the village, the Jiang family will transport the vermicelli every half month, and they will bring the silver back to the village.

"Yesterday, I said that if it is more than 500 Liang on the first day, I will give you a red envelope. You will give each person 300 Wen, the chef will give each person 600 Wen, and the shopkeeper will give you one or two silver." Song Xintong is not reluctant to give up money, but he doesn't pack much silver, which is one third of everyone's monthly salary. Of course, except for the shopkeeper and the chef, the shopkeeper is ten taels of silver a month and the chef five taels a month.

"Good owner." Shopkeeper Wen really thinks that he has met a good owner. The owner who worked before never paid a bonus. It would be nice if he could deduct it every month.

When shopkeeper Wen sent the red envelope to everyone, everyone was very happy, especially Wang Xiaozhu, some of the runners, and some of the ladies who washed vegetables.

"Thank you, master."

"All work hard. There will be a contest at the end of the month. At that time, everyone will vote. If there are no complaints, no wrongdoing and no leave, everyone will have a bonus."

"And if so?" Asked an aunt.

Song Xintong said, "there will be no more."

"Don't take any chances. Do your best for your monthly bonus."

"Boss, you said that you could have two days off every month, right?" Wang Xiaozhu asked.

"Yes, but before the break, we should tell shopkeeper Wen that he will register and will not deduct everyone's wages. If there is no break, it can be counted as money for everyone, but we can't have a rest together. If we have a rest together, can we still do our restaurant business?" Song Xintong looked as like as two peas at Liu Dachu: "what do you not understand can ask Liu chef. The restaurant on the docks is the same rule."

"We don't ask for leave, we don't rest." Wang Xiaozhu said.

"Everyone has something to delay. If you have something to do at home, you just have to talk to the shopkeeper. But if you are late every day, you are lazy, you run away without any reason, or you don't come, it's absolutely impossible. If you have more than three times a month, I'll dismiss you directly."

"I don't think the whole Lingnan city has such a generous boss as me, so please do your best to help me!" Song Xintong said aloud.

"Don't worry, master. We won't be lazy." Wang Xiaozhu said aloud.

"Good." Song Xintong laughed, "let's go to work."

Business at noon is still very good, but also saw a lot of repeat customers, mostly with some friends or family to dinner.

Song Xintong roughly calculated that he should also have a hundred Liang income at noon, which is not bad. He felt that the silver was waving to her.

Next ring, song Xintong to go back to the residence, went to the place where chef Liu rest, "Master Liu, I have a request."

Chef Liu immediately corrected: "you say it, master."

Song Xintong sat on the bamboo chair beside him, "Master Liu, can you help me bring out some cooks who are as good as you?"

Chef Liu Leng for a while, "the owner is to open a restaurant?"

"Prepare first, or I won't find a cook at that time." Song Xintong looked at chef Liu, "you are the old man of our restaurant..."

"Dare not, dare not." Chef Liu said busily: "I also want to find some talented apprentices, but it's not easy to find them, and I'm worried too..."

He taught his apprentice and starved his master.

Song Xintong's business is getting bigger and bigger now. He also thinks that his own people should take advantage of it. If the people invited are always worried about mutiny, because the temptation of interests is so great, no one knows if he will

"Master, don't worry. I'll try my best to find it. If I can find it, I won't be afraid to let him sign a contract with you..." before chef Liu finished, song Xintong understood, "well, if you can help me train a good cook with talent, I'll give you fifty Liang reward."

Chef Liu thought about it and nodded. He was afraid that he would teach his apprentice that he had no food to eat. After all, he was not young. But if there is such a guarantee, we can look for more.

"Since the owners trust me, I'll look for more and clarify the conditions with them. If I want to teach them, I'll forget if I don't want to." Chef Liu said.

"It's hard for you, Master Liu. If you can find it, you can't find it. Let's talk about it later. It's still about fate." Song Xintong smile, "can invite Master Liu to help me work, is also fate."

Chef Liu liked the word fate and immediately laughed: "it's true, fate is the most important."