Rebirth 2004: I can make money by writing.

Yipinguo Hotpot Restaurant,

In his spare time, Zhang Fu, the owner of Muxiangyuan, chatted with Liu Gui, the owner of Yipinguo, about business.

"Damn, Boss Hao is really generous. He even bought a Porsche worth millions."

When Zhang Fu was passing by the hustle and bustle of the world, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the luxury car outside the door, and heard the students nearby talking about it, only then did he realize that it was Hao Qiang's new car.

Before this, Zhang Fu always considered himself a big shot in the area. His BMW 5 Series was a symbol of his business success, and many of his peers envied him.

"Boss Zhang, there's no comparison. I heard someone made a fortune making ringtones, and even college students are talking about it."

Liu Gui expressed his envy, "He even invested in a flagship store in Zhengjia Plaza, with an investment of several million. Wow."

“Boss Liu, I thought they were planning to expand the store and open stores in other universities.

"I can't believe they're so ambitious, looking down on the small pond and jumping straight into the ocean, investing so lavishly. I have to admire them," Zhang Fu exclaimed.

"The investment risk is huge, but maybe Boss Hao has confidence. If the new store becomes popular, it will really make a fortune!"

"Do you think their business will be successful?" Zhang Fu took out a cigarette and gave one to Liu Gui. The two of them smoked and continued to chat.

He didn't want Hao Qiang to succeed, and he would rather see his peers laugh at him.

But on the other hand, he hopes that others will succeed, which means that their model is correct. He plans to copy one in other places to see if it can become popular.

"It's hard to say. Let's go and have a look when it opens." Liu Gui shook his head. He felt that Hao Qiang was too mysterious.

When Renjian Yanhuo was first renovated, he was not optimistic about it, thinking that the decoration was so high-end that the investment would most likely fail.

When I see that their prices are so high, I secretly laugh at them for being stupid and not knowing how to do business.

But now, others are not stupid, he is the stupid one.

They are all in the same industry, but if someone does better than him, he has to admire him, no matter what means he used to become famous.

"I agree. This young man Hao Qiang really cannot be judged by conventional standards. He is walking a different path." Zhang Fu agreed and restrained his previous contemptuous attitude towards him.

Damn, he's making so much money at such a young age.

When he was so young, he didn't even have one-tenth of what others had and still relied on his parents.

It's not just the two of them. Many of their colleagues have developed a strong interest in and studied fireworks. They have witnessed the booming business of fireworks from beginning to end.

If you ask carefully, you will find that the turnover of Renjian Yanhuo is no secret at all.

Monthly revenue exceeds 300,000 yuan!

too exaggerated.

Many hotpot restaurants find it difficult to reach 30,000 yuan in monthly revenue.

As for profits, it is actually not difficult to estimate.

Every year, many peers go bankrupt due to poor management, while new bosses flock to the hot pot catering industry.

Investors come and go, but Muxiang Garden remains forever, and the worldly life is phenomenal.

……

On the evening of January 3rd,

Hao Qiang stayed in the rented house looking at the account book, and his parents were also curious about last month's profits.

"In December, the turnover was 359,000 yuan, the gross profit was 212,000 yuan, the labor cost was 24,600 yuan, and the pre-tax profit was about 176,000 yuan." After checking, Hao Qiang said to his expectant parents.

"So many!"

The parents were very surprised. Their son had said before that he made a profit of more than 100,000 yuan a month, and they thought it was just over 100,000 yuan. Now it is almost 200,000 yuan.

Hao Qiang smiled calmly: "You still have to pay taxes, so I'll deduct another ten thousand yuan."

“That’s a lot of tax!”

Hao Jianjun felt that the payment was too much, but he was quite open-minded. He thought that this was a contribution to the country, and he supported his son in this regard.

Incredibly, the taxes they pay in a month exceed the annual income of many families.

After the family of three finished talking about last month's profits, Liu Fengqing planned to go home in the next two days. She had been away from home for a few days and could not leave all the household affairs to her sister-in-law.

The child’s father can continue to stay here to help and learn how to make hot pot base from his son.

"I'll stay until the new store opens, and then I'll go back." Hao Jianjun felt that his son's production process was rather complicated and demanding. It would be difficult to figure out the process of the five soup base recipes without careful consideration for a month or so.

There is still sugarcane waiting to be harvested at home, and it is obviously difficult for my wife to handle this heavy work alone.

In addition, his son told him that before the New Year, the house needed to be renovated and some new furniture and appliances needed to be bought.

After budgeting, the total cost of decoration, furniture and appliances is about 30,000 to 40,000 yuan.

Now that his son has enough money, he plans to improve the living environment at home. After all, living in an unfinished house is indeed difficult.

After the Chinese New Year, we will find a way to buy a large piece of residential land, build the foundation first, and then build it when we have enough funds. My son said that he is afraid that he will not be able to get a large piece of residential land even if he has money in the future.

The old house will be used as an incense hall to enshrine Buddha statues and store miscellaneous items, while the new house will be used as a residence.

If this is the plan, Hao Jianjun and his wife will have to make hot pot base at home until the new house is built.

The thought of building a new house filled Hao Jianjun with passion and anticipation.

For the older generation, a house is not just a place to live, but also a place of hope and home for their entire lives.

It carries the traces of time, witnesses the rise and fall of the family, and also carries countless aspirations and expectations for the future.

Not only people in Guangdong and Guangxi, but many rural families are also keen on building their houses magnificently.

Of course, there is a very serious element of comparison involved.

They competed to see who could build the tallest building and the most imposing appearance.

The outside is beautifully decorated, but the inside is a bare house.

This phenomenon of appearing beautiful on the outside but having rotten inside is not uncommon.

Of course, there are other considerations besides the psychology of comparison.

For example, in summer, the top floor is directly exposed to the sun, which can make the room very hot, so it is often used as an insulation layer.

The reason for decorating the exterior walls first is to prevent rainwater from seeping into the interior of the house.

But the exterior walls are tiled while the interior is rough, which is obviously a matter of face.

As a result, the budget was insufficient, and I lived in an unfinished house for many years without the money to renovate the interior.

Oh, that damn competitive spirit.

Two days later,

Liu Fengqing took a car and embarked on the journey back to his hometown.

Hao Jianjun chose to stay in Yuecheng and continue to study and research the production of hot pot base. Every day, he would go to the flagship store to check the progress of the decoration.

When Hao Qiang's mother came to Yuecheng, she was carrying a sack;

When I went back, I just dragged a suitcase and went home in glory.

At noon on January 6, Liu Fengqing returned to his hometown.

When she passed by the big banyan tree in the village, many villagers noticed her figure.

Some people were curious about her early return, after all, they had heard that she and Hao Chuiniu went to Yuecheng together to work and earn money.

"Hey, Aunt Jun, didn't you say you were going to Yuecheng? Why are you back so soon?"

"Where's your Hao Jianjun? Why isn't he with you?"

Facing the villagers' questions, Liu Fengqing pulled her suitcase and replied with a smile: "I will come back first, and my husband will be back in a while."

"Life in Yuecheng should be pretty good. Are the food expensive there?" a villager asked curiously.

"Life is indeed good, but the price of food depends on where you eat." She did not like to exaggerate like her husband, and she did not want to talk too much about her son's business.

After a brief greeting, Liu Fengqing dragged his suitcase and set off on his journey home.

Her figure gradually walked away, and some gossip-loving aunts began to make all kinds of speculations.

Some people said that Liu Fengqing couldn't find a job in Yuecheng, so he had to come back early, and Hao Chuiniu was very likely to have found a job, but the salary was not high, otherwise he would not have let his wife come back.

These rumors spread like wildfire in the village, becoming increasingly distorted, with reports that Hao Chui Niu was working as a security guard in Yuecheng.

If Hao Jianjun knew that the villagers said that he was a security guard, he would definitely curse those who spread rumors: Only the Ni family can be a security guard!

I'm researching the secret recipe for making money, do you understand?