Eavesdropping on Fu Bao's inner thoughts, emptying the stored grain and fleeing the famine

Qian Lin's death was indeed an accident for many people, but for Li Yuanqi and Lian Rongrong, it was something they had expected.

However, they did not expect Li Yuanyi to act so quickly.

The Minister of Revenue, who was once a figure of great prestige, died silently like a rat in a ditch within hours.

However, aside from making those corrupt officials in the Ministry of Revenue even more eager to confess, this guy's death had no other impact.

The lives of ordinary people will not change just because a Minister of Revenue has died; people will continue to live their lives as before.

This seems to include the princess who is about to enter the business world.

Lian Rongrong's newly purchased shop was completed on schedule. When inspecting the shop, Lian Rongrong also brought over a lot of strange pots and pans.

The shop assistants, who had already taken a five-day break, were waiting in the shop early in the morning. Looking at the somewhat renovated storefront, everyone was full of energy.

The pot that Lian Rongrong brought over aroused everyone's curiosity.

"Boss, this pot looks like it's made of pure copper." Shunzi looked at the copper pot on the carriage with excitement.

The shape of this pot is quite strange, with what looks like a small chimney in the middle and a large round groove around it.

"What can this thing be used for? It doesn't even look like a pot." Erdai scratched his head habitually.

Lian Rongrong simply smiled slightly and said mysteriously, "You'll find out soon enough."

Lian Rongrong ordered all the copper pots to be moved into the shop, and then instructed everyone to prepare vegetables and meat according to her instructions.

Of course, the two-eight sauce and oil dish that Lian Rongrong brought out from her space are also indispensable.

Looking at the copper pot surrounded by a full load of raw food, the staff were all a little at a loss.

The head chef was completely bewildered. "Are we supposed to eat all this raw?"

Mr. Zhang, don't worry, just wait and see.

Everyone held their breath and stared intently at the copper pot filled with water in front of them. Before long, the water in the pot finally started to bubble and gurgle.

Seeing this, Lian Rongrong used her chopsticks to pick up a piece of mutton and put it in the water. After scalding it for a few seconds, she rolled the mutton in sesame sauce.

The delicious aroma wafted into everyone's nostrils, and everyone involuntarily swallowed.

This craving for food reached its peak when Lian Rongrong stuffed the mutton into her mouth.

"Mmm, delicious! Everyone should try some."

After Lian Rongrong's words, everyone forgot about being polite and scrambled to grab the meat as if afraid of missing out.

This was the first time they had ever tasted such delicious food. After all the meat and vegetables on the table were devoured, Lian Rongrong smiled and looked at everyone, asking:

"How is it? How does it taste?"

"good to eat!"

“It was so delicious!”

"It's absolutely delicious!"

The praise from the staff came one after another, and Lian Rongrong smiled slightly, saying softly:

"The business we're going to start next is this," Lian Rongrong said, pointing to the copper pot on the table. "Hot pot!"

"Hot Pot?"

"That's an interesting name."

The group started discussing amongst themselves again, but one person in particular looked worried.

This man is Chef Zhang, the head chef in the kitchen. It must be said that this hot pot is incredibly delicious, but Chef Zhang couldn't figure out why he would need to make something like this.

"Old Zhang, what's wrong with you?" Manager Yu was the first to notice that something was wrong with Master Zhang.

Master Zhang is an honest man, and he can't keep things bottled up, so he simply said it directly:

"This hot pot doesn't require frying or stir-frying, so does that mean the restaurant doesn't need me?"

Upon hearing this, Manager Yu pondered for a moment. He secretly glanced at Lian Rongrong, after all, she was now the owner of this place.

Old Zhang's decision on whether to stay or leave is ultimately up to the boss.

Lian Rongrong was standing not far from Master Zhang, so she naturally heard his conversation with Manager Yu.

Lian Rongrong took two steps toward Master Zhang and said with a smile, "Who said that? Our shop doesn't just serve hot pot."

Besides hot pot, we do offer other dishes, right? Things like crispy fried pork and mini fried dough sticks still rely on Chef Zhang.

"What's deep-fried crispy pork? I don't know how to make that! I've never even heard of it!"

"It's alright, it's very simple." Lian Rongrong's smile gave Master Zhang a lot of comfort. Seeing that the boss didn't intend to fire him, Master Zhang naturally felt much more at ease.

Next came the name of the shop, but Rongrong had already thought of one: Lotus Hot Pot.

Everyone thought the name was good, so they all got to their places and started preparing.

Lotus Hot Pot is scheduled to open in three days. During these three days, the restaurant staff prepared menus and flyers as instructed by Lian Rongrong.

Three days later, accompanied by the sound of firecrackers, Lotus Hot Pot opened for business.

"Lotus Hot Pot opens today! Don't miss it! Grand opening special: all dishes are half price."

The vendors were calling out at the door, and passersby couldn't help but be curious about this new gadget.

The shop, which was deserted just a few days ago, is now unusually bustling with activity.

At first, everyone just joined in the fun and tried something new, but all the customers who went into the restaurant praised it highly after eating hot pot.

In no time, the reputation of Lotus Hot Pot spread by word of mouth.

In the first three days after opening, Lotus Hot Pot's revenue had already surpassed the shop's monthly income.

Manager Yu fiddled with the abacus, and the numbers on the ledger made him somewhat doubt himself.

"You actually made so much money?" Manager Yu repeatedly checked the accounts to make sure there were no mistakes before taking the ledger to Lian Rongrong to report the accounts.

Lian Rongrong glanced at the ledger casually, but her face didn't show much joy, as if this result was something she had expected.

"Right now, everyone thinks hot pot is a novelty, so business is naturally good. But whether we can maintain this level depends on how well we build our reputation."

The explosive popularity of Lotus Hot Pot will inevitably lead to a flood of imitations in the market. It's not difficult to learn; with a little effort, one can master most of it.

So before other businesses follow suit, we need to first establish Lotus Hot Pot and let people know that we are the irreplaceable pioneers in the hot pot industry.

"Of course, people always remember the first person. As for those who follow suit, they are all just imitators."

Shunzi still knows how to flatter, but Lian Rongrong isn't buying it.

"That's not entirely wrong, but it doesn't quite apply to food. Whether our customers remember that we were the first hot pot restaurant is not important."

The important thing is whether they're willing to keep putting money into our pockets. And that's the key to that question.

Lian Rongrong looked around and then said to Er Dai, "Er Dai, from now on you will be the manager of the lobby on the first floor. I will also be hiring a few more staff in the next couple of days."

You will be in charge of training all the waiters on the first floor. Remember, the cleanliness of the food and the dryness of the tables are very important to the guests.

Shunzi, the private room on the second floor is yours. Our private rooms all charge an extra fee, so the waiters serving them must all be clever and quick-witted.

Select a few clever and quick-witted individuals and train them well, passing on your flattery skills to them without reservation.

Shunzi responded with a beaming smile, but her face still flushed slightly with embarrassment.