In the car.
"How's it going, Zhao Mei? Do you get along well with your junior brothers and sisters?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"They all admire you very much. I have told them about the notes and the quiz. Don't worry, Master," Cheng Zhao Mei answered.
"That's great. I will have to trouble you, Zhao Mei, in the future," Yuan Zhou said.
Zhao Mei answered at once, "Not at all. I'm very willing to do anything to help you, Master."
Whether before or after she became Yuan Zhou's disciple officially, Zhao Mei respected Yuan Zhou very much. Whenever she could, she would do her best.
"Zhao Mei, you also need to learn to arrange your time reasonably," Yuan Zhou reminded her.
"Got it, Master," Zhao Mei answered.
The distance from the Chef's Association to The Kitchen God was neither too far nor too close. It only took them a few words to get there.
After Chairman Cheng helped to move the 14 boxes into the restaurant, she started to look for work in the restaurant. Zhao Mei was a professional at this.
First, it was Zhou Jia and then it was Su Ruoyan. None of them could compete with Engineer Cheng.
"System, is there a new dish on the menu for me?" When Yuan Zhou was washing up, he suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a new dish on the menu.
"Yes, Host." The system displayed quickly.
Yuan Zhou had originally intended to let the system add the new dish to the menu. On second thought, however, he realized that he had just added the milk tea series to the menu. It would be too fast for the customers.
What's more, new dishes needed a rhythm. The Kitchen God had to keep the freshness.
The system displayed, "Host, do you want to add Singapore Cuisine to the menu?"
"I'm just asking." Yuan Zhou straightforwardly washed up and went downstairs, intending to prepare the ingredients for dinner.
"??" The system was a little confused.
He shifted his sight from the restaurant to Taoxi Road.
The Lantern Festival had arrived and the winter vacation had long ended. The naughty boy went straight to Taoxi Road after school today.
He came to take photos for Meaty Carp again. The business of Koi Carp photos was still ongoing.
"Brother Wu, thank you. I've already taken the photos. Here's the dried fish I brought for Meaty Carp." The naughty boy put away the camera and handed a bag of dried fish to Wuhai.
It was the appearance fee for Meaty Carp, which was indispensable every time. Otherwise, Meaty Carp wouldn't be so cooperative.
After hanging out with Broth for a long time, it had learned nothing but to be astute about food.
"Meaty Duoduo doesn't really like the flavor you brought last time." Wu Hai took the package of the dried fish and looked at it.
"It's not. Don," the boy said..
"Haven't you been selling menus recently? Why are you still working on the koi pictures? "Wu Hai asked casually.
Currently, I have four main businesses. The first is to sell notes. The second is to sell pictures of koi fish. The third is to act as a middleman for the cram school. The fourth is to sell Uncle Yuan Zhou's menu. "The naughty kid counted with his fingers.
Wuhai knew about the notes and the pictures of the koi fish, but what about the middleman of the cram school?
After asking, the brat explained, "It's like this. At least nine out of ten of our classmates have signed up for different training classes, so I'm the one who bargains for the classes and gets a discount."
"Are training classes so easy to talk to now? How can you get a discount so easily? "Wu Hai asked.
The devilish brat explained, "One or two people obviously won't do, but twenty students, and I'm representing more than a hundred students from two different ages. That's completely possible and we can get a large discount."
"If you don't give it to me, you won't be able to get these 100 plus customers. Is this the meaning of a threat?" Wu Hai understood a little.
"It's not a threat. If it's a threat, the business will definitely break up. The most stable way to do business is to have a win-win situation." The brat said, "To turn a potential customer into a customer, you need to pay a conversion fee, which includes advertising fees, performance commission, and salary for sales. I've roughly investigated the training structure, and the annual conversion fee is at least 1,300 yuan. I've saved the training organization more than 100,000 yuan, and that's not including the follow-up enrollment fees. So, of course, the training organization is happy to give you a discount."
"It's the same everywhere. One customer is not enough to negotiate with the investors, but if there are hundreds or thousands of customers, the investors have to take it seriously!" The brat added that more and more parents would look for him to represent them, and he would get a bigger discount.
"Is the conversion fee that expensive?" Wu Hai was very curious.
The brat said, "Learning English, early education, and drawing can earn me 10,000 to 20,000 yuan a year in Chengdu. A conversion fee of one-tenth or even one-twentieth is very cheap."
"You're so busy. How much do you earn every month?" Wu Hai touched his chin.
The brat said, "Hehe, I'm definitely far worse than Brother Wu Hai. After all, Brother Wu Hai is a world-class painter. My goal is to earn money to buy Brother Wu Hai's paintings as an investment!"
"Yes, yes. Do your best." Wu Hai expressed that he was very happy.
"I've been very busy recently. I might not have time to see Meaty Duo. Brother Wu Hai, you must take good care of it," the brat said.
"Huh? Not coming? "Wu Hai was a little puzzled. Recently, he had brought Meaty Duo to bask in the sun. He was almost used to being found by the brat.
"Ah, the new semester is really busy. There are many things. Just like today, I made the lantern for Uncle Yuan. It took me a long time," the brat said.
"Giving a lantern during the Lantern Festival is equivalent to Yuan Zhou giving a gift in return. It's equivalent to having delicious food." Such an equation appeared in Wu Hai's mind, and his eyes immediately lit up.
"In that case, Brother Wu Hai, I'll make a move first." The brat prepared to go home to get the lantern for Yuan Zhou.
Time was tight. Wu Hai immediately looked for Zheng Jiawei to prepare the ingredients. To show his sincerity, he wanted to give a Trotting Horse Lantern to Yuan Zhou.
It was approximately after dinner.
"Compass, Compass, are you there?"
Just as Yuan Zhou was about to step into the kitchen to prepare the sobering meal, a familiar voice rang out.
Following that, Wu Hai's figure appeared at the door. He was holding a beautiful lantern in his hand and was bouncing happily.
"Mr. Wu, what's the matter?" Before he entered the door, he was stopped by Zhao Mei.
"President Cheng, I have something to discuss with Compass. It's good that you're not busy," Wu Hai greeted her with a smile and continued walking forward.
"Compass, today is the Lantern Festival. This is the lantern I prepared for you. What do you think? Does it look good?" Wu Hai raised the lantern to Yuan Zhou.
This was a traditional Trotting Horse Lantern. It looked like an ordinary palace lantern, but the picture on it was very different. It seemed to be a picture of the Kitchen God. It looked very beautiful and exquisite.
Lantern Festival. It had been a long time since Yuan Zhou saw a Trotting Horse Lantern. He felt like he was back in ancient times.
Note: the brat did not deliver the lantern. As for the reason, we'll talk about it next time.
"You drew it?" Yuan Zhou had rarely seen such an exquisite Trotting Horse Lantern in all these years.
"Such a beautiful picture. Who else can draw it other than me? Is the gift I prepared for you for the Lantern Festival good enough? "Wu Hai also moved his head closer to look at the lantern. No matter how he looked at it, it looked good.
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