Rebirth Craftsman

There was no anger on her wife's face either. After all, she didn't want to open a wonton shop for a long time. If she could get rid of it, that would be great.

Although it is a bit messy in the Wonton shop, Liu Xing is very satisfied with the hard facilities of the breakfast shop, such as tables, chairs and benches.

Such a facade will start at least a few thousand yuan a month in a few decades, and it has not yet been rented.

He is able to pick up the bargain now because the rural economy has not yet exploded. Of course, the most important point is that the business of the wonton shop is not good, otherwise everything is in vain.

"Young man, my name is Wangjiachang, the owner of this wonton shop!" After finding the paper and pen, the owner of the wonton shop'Wangjiachang' sat down in front of Liu Xing diligently: "I don't know your name!"

"My last name is Liu, and my single name is a star. If you can think of me, you can call me a preserved egg. This is my nickname given to me by my grandfather!" When Liu Xing faced Wang Jiachang, there was not a hint of childishness. Very sophisticated with the tone.

This made Wangjiachang more confident in Liu Xing’s renting his store. He sneered and said, “It’s definitely not good to call you a preserved egg. Seeing you are such a young age, this rental store must be allowed by the adults in the house, or else, Call your father or mother here?"

"They are very busy." Liu Xing replied lightly.

Without waiting for Wang Jiachang, the owner of the wonton shop, to agree, he took the paper and pen to write the rental contract on the storefront.

He has written about this before, so he is familiar with it.

It's done in a few strokes.

In addition to stipulating that rents cannot be increased indiscriminately, he wrote clearly about rent payment and some renting rules.

Some of these rules only appeared more than ten years later, and some were new and practical. They were very useful for both the landlord and the tenant.

In other words, he is not afraid that the owner of the wonton shop would disagree.

as predicted.

Wang Jiachang looked at the contract drawn up by Liu Xing, it was not a small surprise. Of course, he was also very satisfied. After reading it carefully with his wife twice, he saw that there was no problem, so he immediately signed his own. first name.

"It's your turn!" Upon seeing the contract, Wang Jiachang handed it to Liu Xing.

"Before signing, I have a few questions to ask clearly!" Liu Xing looked around and asked seriously.

"Say!" Wang Jiachang brought Liu Xing a cup of steaming tea.

"Surely these tables, chairs and benches are given to me?" Liu Xing asked.

If it is borrowed, it is a little troublesome, if it is given, it can save him a lot of expenses.

He had previously budgeted for the expenses of opening a breakfast shop in 1993. If he wanted to buy everything, he would cost at least one thousand yuan, and he had not budgeted for the labor salary.

And now he has done it for more than 100 yuan, and it feels a bit untrue, so he must ask clearly about some things.

"I don't plan to open a wonton shop anymore. This table, chair and bench, as well as everything in the kitchen, as well as some flour materials, are of course given to you. Should I keep it and go home to cook wontons every day!" Wang Jiachang laughed Haha replied.

"That's good!" Liu Xing breathed a sigh of relief, and signed his name on the contract in twos or threes, and paid Wangjiachang's rent for three months.

Wang Jiachang glanced at his signature: "When will you call someone over to see the store?"

Although the business of this wonton shop is not good, the knives in the kitchen, as well as a table, chairs and benches are still worth some money. If there is no one to look after them, I am afraid they will be missed by thieves.

"Probably tomorrow!" Liu Xing replied.

Tomorrow is going to the market. Although his rice noodle shop will not open, it can be used to sell other items, such as bamboo products, to make a little money and spend some living expenses.

"That's good. My wife and I will be leaving these two days. This wonton shop never wants to stay anymore. No one will show you the shop at that time." Wang Jiachang took out a bunch of keys and took down one of them: "Don't you know, in order to run this wonton shop, I have not collected the rent of 13 stores in this market yet!"

"What?" Liu Xing thought he had heard it wrong.

My dear, the rent of thirteen stores...this damn typical charterer and charterer!

It's no wonder that I have no intention of operating a wonton shop, and also sent out the tables, chairs, benches, and kitchenware inside. The original inside story is here.

Although I picked up a bargain today, the Wangjiachang's invisible pretence really almost flashed to his waist. He originally transferred the wonton shop because the two people were not doing well.

Where did you think of...the reason is here.

Liu Xing really didn't want to complain.

It wasn't until the chartered parents-in-law had left that he came back to his senses: "Oh, it's so popular!"

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Go home.

As soon as he stopped the bicycle, his father Liu Dageng appeared behind Liu Xing: "How about talking to the owner of the tempeh shop?"

"Not bad!" Liu Xing replied.

"Oh! You kid, what is called okay, please tell me carefully!" Father Liu Dageng became anxious when he heard the words.

Buying and selling dustpans can be related to the livelihood of the future family. If you don't ask him clearly, he is really worried.

"How can I say it carefully! It's okay! Sister Zhang told us to send the prepared dustpan, and she paid me all the money!" Liu Xing couldn't help but smile when he looked at his father in a hurry.

This matter is logical to him, and there is no need to worry about it.

"Is the money paid?" Liu Dageng rubbed his hands: "Where, show me quickly, don't receive fake money."

"You simply said that you turned over to the national treasury. It's better to put so much money on a child who can't worry about it!" Liu Xing replied helplessly.

"Haha...haha..." Liu Dageng laughed dryly.

This Liu Xing is getting smarter and smarter recently, and he even knows what he thinks.

"Here is the money." Liu Xing took out 600 yuan from his body and handed it to his father: "Sister Zhang mentioned the price of the dustpan to two yuan each. This time I gave it to 800 at a time, but I can only give you 600 now. , Because there are still many dustpans to be made in the future, I have to spend money to buy some professional tools from the blacksmith. Should you agree with this?"

"Agree, agree, is it just that the tools of the sealer need so much money?" Liu Dageng counted the six hundred dollars handed over by Liu Xing, and casually asked the doubts in his heart.

After all, the price in 1993 was only two yuan for a kitchen knife. If he didn't ask him clearly, he couldn't accept it.

Liu Xing replied: "Dad, you're such an old pick. You don't even want to spend money on tools. The craftsmanship of the sealer is extensive and profound. Do you know how many tools there are in total?"