Chapter 112 Dinner
Luo Yang and Fang Yazi bargained for a long time and finally reached an agreement.
After the deal was done, Fang Yazi took out an agreement that had been drafted long ago from his pocket, filled in numbers on it and showed it to Luo Yang for review.
After Luo Yang looked carefully and found no problem, he took out a pen from his pocket and signed, then he took out a private seal, blew on it and stamped it heavily.
After it was done, each of them took a copy of the agreement. Luo Yang counted out a stack of money and gave it to the other party. Fang Yazi counted the money with a smile and found that there was no problem with the amount, so he directly gave the key to the room to Luo Yang. In this way, the matter was settled.
"Master Yang, this shop is yours now. If you need anything else , just let me know. If not, I'll be back first!"
After receiving the key, Luo Yang nodded and waved to Fang Yazi. Fang Yazi turned around and walked away with a smile, but before he took a few steps, he was stopped by Song Yuanchao. The other party was stunned. Song Yuanchao was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he whispered a few words to him. After hearing what Song Yuanchao said, Fang Yazi's eyes suddenly lit up and he nodded repeatedly.
Fang Yazi took out a piece of paper from his pocket and stuffed it into Song Yuanchao's pocket. Song Yuanchao glanced at it and nodded, then put the paper back into his pocket. Then he waited for Fang Yazi to leave before returning to Luo Yang and said with a smile, "Okay, we're done. Shall we go eat?"
Looking at Song Yuanchao's smiling face, Luo Yang was so angry that he couldn't say anything, but he couldn't get rid of this dog-skin plaster now. Besides, Li Xiaoyun next to him was still looking expectant. He had already experienced how strong the fighting ability of this little girl was, and he didn't want to get into trouble because of such a trivial matter.
"Have a meal!"
These two words were almost squeezed out of Luo Yang's mouth viciously. Isn't it just a meal? Today, just treat it as feeding the dog.
"Let's go. By the way, I'm not from Yanjing, so I'm not familiar with this place. Which restaurant nearby is good? You're the landlord, so you decide. What shall we eat today?"
Song Yuanchao seemed not to have noticed the change in Luo Yang's expression at all. He still put his hand on Luo Yang's shoulder in an unusually affectionate manner, and half pushed and half pulled Luo Yang to walk away. At this time, Li Xiaoyun also shouted happily, "Let's go eat!" and jumped to follow. As for Xiao Qiao, she just came to her senses and saw that the three of them had already walked a long distance away. She hurriedly ran to catch up.
Today is National Day, and several state-owned restaurants near Dashilan are particularly crowded with customers, so I finally chose a nice century-old restaurant and went directly to the private room on the second floor.
After sitting down, Song Yuanchao didn't hesitate to order several of the signature dishes here. After ordering, he asked Li Xiaoyun what she wanted to eat. How could Li Xiaoyun pretend to be reserved? Of course, she ordered whatever she liked. She ordered three more hard dishes. After finishing, she asked if there was Coca-Cola. When she learned that there was, Li Xiaoyun ordered ten bottles. Luo Yang frowned at her behavior of not treating herself as an outsider.
The dishes came up quickly. Li Xiaoyun picked up the Coca-Cola and opened it directly. She drank the whole bottle without any ladylike manner. After finishing it, she smacked her lips and said to Song Yuanchao that it would not taste good without ice cubes. After that, she opened another bottle. This time, she looked much better. She held the bottle and put the wax paper straw in her mouth and finished half of the bottle in the blink of an eye.
"Come on, come on, you must be hungry. This food looks delicious. Eat it. Don't just stand there. Everyone, come and eat. As the old saying goes, what's the saying... That's right! If you're not active when eating, there's something wrong with your brain, hahaha!"
Song Yuanchao picked up the chopsticks and greeted Luo Yang and Xiao Qiao with a smile, as if he was the host.
"eat!"
Luo Yang was full of anger now, but he couldn't get angry at this time. He could only turn his grief into appetite and asked Xiao Qiao beside him to start eating.
This century-old restaurant lives up to its reputation and the food is indeed delicious. Although not as exquisite as that in Shanghai, it has a unique northern flavor.
Chopsticks fell like raindrops, and no one had time to talk, not even Song Yuanchao and Li Xiaoyun.
They got up early today and ate porridge before dawn. Several hours have passed now, and they only had a few bites of candied haws in between.
Besides, the candied haws were made of hawthorn, which is a food that helps digestion. The two of them were already starving, so how could they be polite when faced with a table full of delicious food?
After more than ten minutes , most of the food on the table was eaten up by the four of them, and only then did the speed begin to slow down.
"Come on! Luo Yang, Xiao Yun, and this... Xiao Qiao, right? We were just busy eating, so let's have a drink together?"
They were almost done eating, and Song Yuanchao picked up the draft beer in front of him and suggested that everyone clink glasses. Luo Yang hesitated for a moment, but seeing that Li Xiaoyun had already impatiently picked up the Coke, and even Xiao Qiao had done the same, he had no choice but to pick up his glass and clink glasses with Song Yuanchao and the others.
After taking a sip of draft beer, Song Yuanchao put down the cup, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Luo Yang and Xiao Qiao.
"It's fate today. The restaurant Luo Yang found is also good. The chef's cooking skills are really good. I can say that this is the most comfortable meal I have had since coming to Yanjing."
"Haha, if it tastes good, eat more." Luo Yang said with a fake smile, and added in his heart, "I'll eat you to death, you bastard!"
"Hahaha, you still understand me. Next time I see your sister, I will have to say a few words for you." Song Yuanchao seemed very happy. He patted Luo Yang on the shoulder and said this, which made Luo Yang even more angry. This guy talked about his sister every other sentence. If people didn't know, they would think that Song Yuanchao had some relationship with his sister, and even thought that Song Yuanchao was his brother-in-law?
"By the way, are you planning to open a store and do business by renting this storefront today?" After taking a puff of cigarette , Song Yuanchao suddenly asked as if he remembered something.
Luo Yang frowned and said, "I rented it for a friend. I didn't ask him what he was going to do with it."
"Oh, is that so?" Song Yuanchao nodded, and then said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I just saw you signing, stamping, and paying money, and I thought you were going to do business yourself."
"It's a friend!" Luo Yang said again with gritted teeth. He didn't want his classmates, especially Song Yuanchao, to know what he was doing outside.
"I understand, I understand. He's just a friend of yours. There's nothing wrong with my ears. There's no need to emphasize it twice." Song Yuanchao nodded with a smile, and at the same time deliberately glanced at Luo Yang with a meaningful look.
"This bastard, why is he so annoying?" For a moment, Luo Yang's impression of Song Yuanchao became extremely bad. Fortunately, he still thought that Song Yuanchao had some good points before. Now he just wanted to punch Song Yuanchao's smiling face hard and smash it into a meat patty to vent his anger.
Luo Yang clenched his fists and finally calmed down his anger. He listened to Song Yuanchao continue to say: "To be honest, the location of this store is not bad, but it is not too good. In addition, the surrounding conditions require some considerations on what kind of business to do. If you choose the wrong business, not making money may be a small matter, and you may even lose money."
"How do you know?" Luo Yang asked unhappily.
"Haha, don't forget what we are studying?" Song Yuanchao picked up a piece of braised beef with chopsticks in his hand, put it into his mouth and asked while chewing: "Economics! We are students of the economics department! Since we are studying economics, then you should know that the market economy is an important part of the economic system. Of course, the country has a trend of opening up to the market, especially today there are many private individuals doing business on the streets and alleys."
At this point, Song Yuanchao pointed the chopsticks in his hand at Li Xiaoyun and said, "Xiaoyun and I walked around the area earlier. There are quite a few takeaway vendors today. The sugar painting that Xiaoqiao broke was bought from an old man. This thing is not sold in state-owned stores . What do you think?"
Seeing Luo Yang nod silently, Song Yuanchao continued, "Your room... No, your friend's room is not cheap, and the place is not small. Has your friend considered what kind of business to do? Needless to say, this thing is too low value. Although the market potential is huge, it is not impossible to do it if you really want to do it well, but if you really want to do it without a certain scale and bottom line, it is simply impossible. As for opening a restaurant, it is suitable, but the restaurant business has limitations. What is the most important thing for a restaurant? It's nothing more than service and taste. Let's not talk about the service first. It's hard to hire a reliable chef with good skills. A restaurant without a reputation can't retain guests and won't last long. Besides, restaurants are hard work. They have to be busy every day for 365 days a year. They get up before dawn. When others are asleep, you... No! Your friend hasn't rested yet. He is tired like a dog all day long. Not everyone can bear it."
"Of course, if your friend's family originally came from this business, just ignore what I said. This is their family's craft, so it's no problem to run a restaurant. But it's difficult to do this business if you've never worked in this field before. What do you think?"
Song Yuanchao's words surprised Luo Yang. He didn't expect Song Yuanchao to have such a thorough understanding of the business. Although it was just a few simple sentences, Luo Yang heard something different from them. For Luo Yang, he was not a person who knew nothing. Over the past year or so, he and a few buddies have been doing black market business, so they can be considered businessmen. They understand some issues much better than ordinary people.
