Chapter 8: Snail Business

"Doing business, it's easy to say, no business is easy to do now."

Chen Yu was stunned, why does this sound so familiar? It's as if the phrase could be said at any time.

"What are you selling?"

"No, it's nothing. Mom, who said business is not easy to do, you can see that uncle's business is doing well."

"You mean to let your dad do the clothing business?"

"The clothing business is fine, but the capital turnover of the clothing business is relatively large, and there is still inventory, so forget it."

"Capital turnover, inventory, Xiaoyu, do you still understand this?"

Zhang Wenxiu was a little surprised.

"Mom, what's wrong with this, what's so difficult about understanding this, I still know how to build an atomic bomb."

"As soon as you praised you, you were stunned. You even built an atomic bomb. Get me a tea and pop it out."

"Uh……"

Chen Yu burst into tears.

He still knew the principle of the atomic bomb, but seriously, he really didn't know how the tea bomb came about.

"Mom, why do you keep interrupting. However, you're right when it comes to tea eggs. We can't do clothing, we can do catering."

"FOOD?"

"Yes, Mom, your cooking skills are so good, you can definitely make money from catering."

"Xiaoyu, do you really think you can make money in the catering business?"

"Really, our teacher said that now the economy is developing very fast, people's living standards are improving rapidly, people take food as their priority, and catering business will definitely make money."

"Did your teacher say it too?"

Zhang Wenxiu glanced at Chen Simian.

In fact, they originally planned to do the catering business, but they didn't expect their son to say the same thing.

But when he thought that he didn't have so much money, he shook his head again: "What do you know, opening a restaurant now requires a lot of investment, that is, renting a storefront and buying a lot of catering equipment. Coupled with the fact that there are so many restaurants now, competition It's very big. It's okay if someone comes, but if no guests come, it will be a loss."

"Mom, listen to what I have to say."

Seeing his mother's eyes, Chen Yu knew that he had guessed correctly.

The parents actually wanted to open a small restaurant.

"Okay, you say."

"Mom, have you calculated how much investment it will take to open a restaurant now?"

"Depending on your scale, the smaller ones are around 20,000, and the larger ones are around 50,000 or 60,000. Of course, there are bigger and higher-end ones, and hundreds of thousands are not too little."

"It seems that my mother wants to open a large hotel with hundreds of thousands of dollars."

Chen Yu smiled happily.

Yes, I will definitely let my mother realize this wish in the future.

"Skin, right, make fun of your mother."

"No, no. Mom, I think you are wrong. I don't think the cost is 20,000 at all, but only 10,000 at most. If you save a little, you can get it under 10,000."

"Below 10,000, rent, kitchen equipment, and decoration will cost 20,000 to 30,000 yuan. How can you get 10,000 yuan? It seems that you are just like this as a high school student. You only know the knowledge in books. That's it, after your father has finished eating, I have to clean up the dishes."

Finding that Chen Yu was just talking nonsense, Zhang Wenxiu got up to clean up the dishes.

"Mom, don't worry. What I said about 10,000 or less is not just casual. If you open that kind of public restaurant, of course you need 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, but if you don't open that kind of public restaurant. Well, Mom, neither Open a breakfast shop for students. What if we open a snack shop?"

"snack bar?"

Chen Simian, who had not spoken, interjected, "What kind of snack, is it Mala Tang?"

"No, but it has some similarities with Mala Tang."

"what is that?"

"river snail."

After talking for so long, Chen Yu finally pointed out the theme.

Snails are also called screws.

Many supper restaurants, including those selling Mala Tang, and restaurants, have this dish.

Because of its spicy taste, the snail is very popular among diners.

"Fried snails?"

Chen Simian asked.

"It's fried snails."

"Just sell fried snails?"

"Yes, it only sells fried snails."

Chen Yu nodded.

"Let's forget it. Now there are fried snails everywhere. You sell snails. It's weird that someone eats them."

Chen Simian shook his head and felt that Chen Yu's child was just talking nonsense.

Or wait until you earn enough money before opening a restaurant.

"Dad, don't believe it, there are many people who eat it. Mom, tell me, do you like to eat fried snails?"

"I like it, but you only sell fried snails. They sell not only snails, but everything else. How can you compete with him?"

"Mom, you have to change your mind. Although others have fried snails, others sell snails as an accessory, but we are a monopoly. We can definitely be more professional than them."

This is not Chen Yu's nonsense.

When the county town of the previous life started, there were snails in every restaurant. Later, there was a shop specializing in snails, which exploded in an instant. Moreover, this snail shop has also registered a trademark, and there are dozens of franchisees.

It's just a pity that Chen Simian didn't understand what his son meant at this moment, and shook his head, obviously not agreeing. But Zhang Wenxiu, who was beside him, seemed to understand something and asked, "Xiaoyu, is it a monopoly like a clothing store?"

"Haha, Mom, you're too smart. I'll just say, you're the best at home. Yes, that's right, Mom, I mean to make the snails look like a clothing store. As long as we We created this snail specialty store, so in the future when people think of eating snails, they will be the first to come to our store."

With such a reminder, Chen Simian also thought seriously: "We specialize in snails, come to our store as long as you want to eat snails?"

Although snails are not the same as clothing, they are actually the same.

Why do clothing stores only specialize in the same clothing, and there are still a lot of people going to them.

In addition to the brand value of the clothing store, more is his monopoly.

Because of the monopoly, it is more professional.

Because it is more professional, it can attract more popularity.

"Wen Xiu, are you okay?"

Chen Simian looked at Zhang Wenxiu.

Zhang Wenxiu didn't answer, but asked again: "Xiaoyu, you have a good idea. However, a bowl of snails is only 3 yuan, and the profit is very low. How can we make money?"

"Mom, the profit of snails is very low, but no matter how low the profit is, it can't hold many people. Think about it, if 100 people, 200 people, 300 people come to eat our snails, how much can we make?"

Now it is not as good as later generations, the price level is very low, and earning 100 yuan a day is already considered a high salary.

If hundreds of people come to eat snails, they can earn more than 200 yuan a day just selling snails.

This is definitely much better than running an ordinary restaurant business.

This is just the bottom line.

"100, 200... how many people are there?"

"Absolutely, I can guarantee it. Besides, Mom, although we only sell snails, we can also sell drinks. Think about it, snails are delicious, but they are fragrant and spicy. After eating them for ten minutes, those customers will Definitely drink a drink, and maybe more than one bottle. Of course, in addition to the drink, we can add some wine. Look, isn't this profit coming?"

"Drinks, drinks..."

Zhang Wenxiu didn't speak, but he was already calculating the profit in his heart.

"Old Chen, what do you think?"

Chen Simian smoked a cigarette, thought for a while, and was about to say something, but suddenly said to Chen Yu: "Okay, Xiaoyu, go back to your room and read. Your mother and I have other things to do."

"okay."

Chen Yu nodded obediently.

Although his parents didn't say anything, he knew that the two were moved.