Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

On a trip to the beach, Fang Yan suddenly found a huge profit in the price difference.

Countless little golden pigs appeared in front of him, making him not even care about the last time of travel. He was thinking about the difference in seafood prices. Even when he returned home on a plane, he did not care about it. His mind disappeared.

He distributed all the special products and souvenirs he brought back to the family, and sent a copy to Fang Honghua, who was far away in the mountain village. Fang Yan immediately went to knock on Fang's room.

"Inkstone?" Fang's mother turned her head questioningly: "Is there anything the inkstone is looking for mother?"

Fang Yan looked around, and he was relieved when he saw that Father Fang was not there. He got into the room and carefully closed the door of the room. Only then did he quickly ran to her side and reached her ears. At the same time, he whispered about the seafood price difference.

Fang's mother is naturally aware of this kind of things, so she has become more and more puzzled: "How can Yanyan suddenly talk about this?"

"Mom, I bought a lot of seafood back." Fang Yan said in a low voice, "It's just kept in the space. Now it has become very big."

He looked at Fang's mother excitedly, trying to make her understand what he meant.

He didn't spend much money when he bought those small seafood, but now, the value of those seafood has become very high!

Fang Mu was stunned for a while before she finally reacted: "Yanyan means, you want to sell those seafood?"

Fang Yan nodded vigorously, his eyes full of joy.

Mother Fang frowned slightly. She picked up a document on the table and looked at it. Then she looked at the expectant little son. After thinking about it, she directly agreed: "It's okay, in the inkstone fresh food store. Many people will certainly buy those seafood."

"No, mother, I didn't mean that." Fang Yan was anxious: "I mean, open a restaurant, open a big restaurant!" He said, his hands were still making a big circle, trying to make Fang mother understand what he wanted. How big is the restaurant to be opened?

After these days of experience, he also understood that if it were to open an ordinary small restaurant, the guests that would come would be ordinary people, and they might not be able to consume the expensive seafood.But if you open a big restaurant, like the one he ate before, you can sell expensive seafood and make a huge price difference!

The small abacus in Fang Yan's heart crackled, and even his eyes seemed to have become symbols of coins.

Fang Mu was stunned, but did not expect him to say such a thing.

Seeing the look of expectation from the younger son, her eyes seemed to glow, and she suddenly felt a headache.

If you only sell those seafood, then make a place in the fresh food store, and the Chinese New Year is about to come. Even the expensive seafood is bought by people, and their customers are not short of money. As long as the quality is there, they are not afraid Can't sell.

But opening a restaurant is different.

Whether it's choosing a location, starting a business, or hiring employees, all other chores are not something that can be done easily.Even after the restaurant opened, the future operation is still a big problem. These are all inkstone industries, and all the inkstones fell to her before they reached adulthood.

Thinking of the various things she might face in the future, maybe she didn't even have time to do beauty care, and Fang's mother immediately felt black.

She barely calmed down, looked at the expectant little son, thought for a moment, then let go of her voice, and carefully persuaded: "Then, besides selling seafood, have you ever thought about selling inkstone?"

"Yes, and my vegetables." Fang Yan said with bright eyes: "I still have a lot of vegetables in my space. No matter what the ingredients are, you can find them in the space. Mom, I'm thinking about it, if I open it. In restaurants, we also want to set the price high. The vegetables in the space taste good. As long as they are delicious, there is no need to worry about no one buying them. By the way, we need to find some good-looking sisters and let them serve A...training class! Second brother said, there must be good service!"

Fang's mother: "..."

The youngest son said so eloquently, the mother almost couldn't keep smiling.

She continued to ask: "What else?"

This can stump Fang Yan.

He thought about it seriously, and said with some uncertainty: "Do you still want to advertise?"

"advertising?"

"Advertising on TV?" Fang Yan hesitated: "Or in the book...oh! By the way, Du Hang's mother is an editor of the magazine. As long as our restaurant tastes good, she can help us advertise! By the way, I have to hire a very powerful chef to make the dishes delicious!"

Otherwise, no matter how good the quality of the ingredients are, if no one can show its deliciousness, it will be all-match.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan couldn't help but glance at Fang's mother.

It's like a mother... It would be bad if the chef invited was a dark cooking chef like a mother!

Fang’s mother didn’t know that the younger son was still complaining about herself, and she was still struggling with how to let him dispel this idea: "What about other than advertising? If everyone thinks it’s not worthwhile to come to a restaurant, it’s better to do it yourself Well? Inkstone, you see, the vegetables we sell are originally expensive, but some people still buy it because the quality is better than other people's vegetables. But if the quality is the same, would everyone choose the cheaper one? It's like our big chef, who was hired from outside by our family. He used to be the chef of a big restaurant. Inkstone always praises his craftsmanship. Do you think he cooks better than outside cooks? good to eat?"

This is indeed the truth.

Fang Yan thought for a while, and immediately became entangled.

The frugality that has been intrigued for a long time made him agree with Fang Mu almost immediately.

Comparing heart to heart, if he is allowed to choose, he will also choose to eat at home.Not only does it cost a bit more to eat outside, it’s really sad if the food you eat is not as good as what you can eat at home!

He didn't notice, Fang Mu quietly breathed a sigh of relief from an angle he couldn't see.

Fang Yan only felt that countless little golden pigs had grown a pair of snow-white wings, flapping their wings and left him.

He also didn't realize that, and not everyone's home is like Fang's, there are big chefs hired by high-tech, and not everyone can have a superb cooking skill.

Fang Mu dug a hole quietly, while Fang Yan covered his eyes and jumped down by himself.