Holding a bowl, Cao Yan squatted at the door of his fast food restaurant, looking at the people coming and going, and was a little happy because his good person value was increasing constantly.

From the beginning, there were only a few people coming to eat, but later, there was no seat, so many people could only squat on the street like Cao Yan. When it was time to eat, the door of the store was full of people, and there was no seat for squatting.

It only took only three short days.

At first, no one knew how to queue up. Cao Yan used a few lines to set up a line-up return path in front of the store for them to follow.

Some people who do not abide by it will "invit" them out. At first, there are still a few unbelieving people who do not believe in evil, but after several lessons, everyone became honest.

"Don't line up behind this person. There is no food. Please come early tomorrow." A sister-in-law from the Lin family pointed to a location and shouted loudly.

"Why didn't I get the order? I don't cook more food in this restaurant." Someone complained in the crowd.

"Not many? Look at how many people come here to eat. Even Mr. Fuhu squatted by the roadside. I saw his bowl just now, but he didn't have much food."

"This business is too good, right?"

"Yes, let's not talk about the taste, it's just this amount, I feel like the gentleman is losing money."

"Mr. Fuhu is really for the people."

"Yes, it would be great if there were more people like Mr. Fuhu in the world."

"Oh! Yes! But that's so good. This year's rice harvest is a bumper harvest, and those unscrupulous guys from grain merchants are very much suppressing the price."

"Yes, I bought rice that cost 300-400 yuan per stone in previous years, and this year it only cost 150 yuan to 200 yuan. This is not enough to make people live."

"Those people are vampires, and rice is sold for two silos and one stone. When the green and yellow are not in charge, it is normal to sell four or five silos to us."

"Why do we go and ask, Mr. Fuhu, see if he harvests rice?"

"Yes, he needs food to open a hotel anyway. If he can't do it well, he's just trying to do it."

Just as everyone was talking, a sarcastic voice came from behind everyone: "Yes! Go and beg him, maybe he will charge him at a high price."

When everyone looked back, it turned out to be the shopkeeper of Hequan Restaurant. When they heard everyone's chat behind everyone, they couldn't help but speak sarcastically.

When he saw the person at the door looking over, the shopkeeper cursed: "What are you looking at? If you don't eat, get away, don't block our business, what a bullshit gentleman."

Since Cao Yan's fast food restaurant opened, it can be said that one day there is a rare one person coming to his store's business. He is getting angry, and I heard these people at the door talking about Cao Yan. How could he not make him angry?

"Who are you scolding?" someone asked angrily.

"Do you care who I scold you? If you have sex, let him charge your food at a high price." The shopkeeper's mind calmed down when the cold wind at the door blew. He knew that if he scolded Cao Yan again, his fate would definitely not be good. He knew that after Cao Yan came here to open a store, these merchants had benefited from it. No gangster dared to collect protection fees in this area, so he immediately became timid.

"Hmph! Just go, go. Do you think Mr. Fuhu is like you black-hearted businessmen, regardless of the lives of the people?" The people present were also angry when they were so excited by the boss of Hequan Restaurant.

"Go, go, I'm watching, I want to see how much he can collect your food!" said the shopkeeper with a sneer.

"Go together." Several chatterers gritted their teeth and walked towards Cao Yan on the side of the road.

Just as they were about to approach Cao Yan, a few people walked out of Cao Yan, Lin Ruyi and a few children, blocked Cao Yan's face. Lin Xiaoyang asked with vigilance: "What do you want to do?" After all, Cao Yan had offended a group of bandits and was afraid that someone would come to take revenge, so everyone was very dedicated to protecting Cao Yan.

The person who came seemed a little nervous. When he saw the posture in front of him, he quickly took a few steps back and felt a little timid, saying that he was not in danger. Then he bowed to Cao Yan from a distance and said, "We want to ask, does Mr. Fuhu need food? Some of the food in our family needs to be sold!"

Cao Yan stood up with the bowl, rubbed his forehead, a little annoyed. Why didn’t he expect this ring to eat every day? If he charges their food at a higher market price, how many people will give him good people worth? After all, there are only so many people who come to his restaurant to eat every day. So when will the good people earn money to light up their skills?

Cao Yan patted Lin Xiaoyang who was blocking him, asked him to give him some place, and asked, "What is the purchase price of grain now?"

The few people looked at each other before, and then one person gritted his teeth and replied: "The rice harvested 150 to 200 stone per stone." They had never thought of telling lies. After all, you can know this with just a question. If you tell lies, then you will offend the immortal, and you will be rewarded?

"Oh." Cao Yan remembered that when he entered the city, he wanted to buy grain. It seemed that he wanted two stones and one stone. However, this was rice. At this time, the rice yield rate of the hulling technology was about 45%, and modern technology was about 75%. If you copy the technology in the system, then not to mention 75%, at least 60% were available. In other words, there was at least one stone of grain for rice, which was two stones. Moreover, those husks and the like could be fed to livestock, which was not a waste.

Thinking about it this way, as long as your price is lower than Yishen, you will not lose. Of course, if you include manpower, loss, etc., you should be able to guarantee your capital by 700 or 800 yuan.

However, now I only have about 600,000 guan. This money is more than 500,000 guan that I won by gambling before. Later, I copied my family from Jiulongzhai to sell military merits and made more than 200,000 guan. However, I have been spending a lot recently, and I bought a lot of things and spent more than 100,000 guan.

If you collect it yourself, the offer price is too high, and your money will probably collapse immediately. Moreover, you have to consider the ideas of the people in the village. After all, you cannot always do business at a loss. If you do too much, you are afraid that your own people will complain. Don’t be worth it or not, and you will be flirting with it.

Cao Yan asked again: "How much does it cost to sell for every stone?"

When everyone saw Cao Yan suddenly asked this, they felt ecstatic. This meant that he might have been preparing to purchase his own food at his usual price, so he quickly said, "I dare not hide it from Mr. Mr., usually from 350 to 400 quotas."

"That's the case, how much do you want to sell yourself?" Cao Yan thought for a while and then asked.

However, this question asked everyone. They looked at each other and no one spoke for a long time. They didn't dare to say this number casually. If there was a problem with the more you opened, you might be drowned by everyone's spit.

After waiting for a long time, no one could speak, and more and more people around him were surrounded.

After some people who came before spreading what Cao Yan and they said, everyone knew what was going on.

Seeing Cao Yan asking how much their rice would cost, although these people were anxious, no one dared to speak out. Everyone's worries were the same.

"Oh--" Cao Yan sighed. He knew these people, so he should not expect them to speak. I guess no one wants to take the responsibility.

But Cao Yan's sighing sound fell into the ears of the people around him, which made them anxious.

"Sir, my rice is willing to sell for 300 yuan."

"Sir, my family is willing to write 290 words..."

"Sir, my family is willing to be 280..."

"gentlemen……"

When Cao Yan heard this, he was moved and felt a little helpless. He was moved because they would call themselves a gentleman before speaking, but they were suppressing their own price.

Cao Yan shook his head with a hint of distress.

But this action made everyone even more anxious, "My sir, my family is willing to write 220 words."

This... Cao Yan is afraid that if he doesn't speak again, the price will be overwhelmed by them.

Cao Yan quickly reached out to stop everyone from continuing to reduce the price and said, "Well, do you know the village in the east of the city?"

Some people around nodded, and some shook their heads.

Cao Yan didn't explain this, and he would ask him later, "From tomorrow, you need to sell rice, so you can pick the grain to my farm. I will pay 500 ounces per stone to harvest."

"Five hundred texts?"

"Five hundred quotations? I heard it right? This is even higher than usual!"

"Sir, is it five hundred words? We heard it right?" Obviously there are still people around who can't believe it.

Cao Yan nodded.

"ah……"

"Ha ha……"

"Go back quickly and pick up food..."

"hurry up……"
Chapter completed!