Of course, this also includes the breakfast shop. However, there are several breakfast shops here, all of which have been established for many years. Many customers are used to eating at their homes. If they open a breakfast shop, they may not be able to win over customers.

In fact, Zhang Tao has too many worries about doing business! There are two in one family, and if there is nothing to do, if they are as worried as him, then nothing can be done.

"Yes, although the breakfast shop is a little harder, but the investment is small and the profit is relatively good." Wei Yan said to Zhang Tao.

"But I don't know anything! What can we sell?"

"Um..." Wei Yan tilted her head, thought for a while, and said to Zhang Tao: "Ramen restaurant. There is no such a ramen shop nearby."

"Hand-Pulled Noodle?"

"Yeah, you see, there are some steamed buns, some fire-fried dumplings, and some fried dough sticks on our street, but there is no ramen."

Zhang Tao thought about it for a while. It was indeed the case, but I heard that ramen is also a technical job. How would he do it?

"But I don't know how to ramen!"

"No, no, you know that no, you can't go to school, whoever is born can do anything!" Wei Yan became a little impatient, and groaned at Zhang Tao.

Seeing that Wei Yan was a little anxious, Zhang Tao quickly took his arm and coaxed: "Okay, ramen noodles. Let's do whatever you want."

When Wei Yan saw Zhang Tao doing this, she smiled, "It's pretty much the same."

"But I have another concern."

"What concerns?"

"What if he loses money if we do business?"

"Anyway, I already owe so much money, and I don’t care about the 20,000 yuan, so let’s do it! If you lose it, it will cost you 20,000 yuan at most. But if we make it, we will use the money we made. Pay the bill slowly."

Wei Yan was quite motivated, and looked at Zhang Tao very calmly.

Zhang Tao looked at Wei Yan and couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt. Wei Yan's mentality also infected himself.

Yes, I already owe so much anyway, do you still care about 20,000? Just like Wei Yan said, if the business is profitable this time, it is possible that the account can be repaid as soon as possible.

He went all out and gambled once! Whether he loses or wins, he has to start all over again anyway.

"Okay! Daughter-in-law, let's do what you say." Zhang Tao agreed happily, with a smile on the corners of his mouth, a look of longing in his eyes, and a feeling of death.

Wei Yan looked at him and couldn't help but smile: "Okay, then we will work together. I will go back to the eldest sister's company, and I will have a bit of salary, which is also a bit guaranteed. In this case, you can let go of your arms and do it boldly. Up."

"Daughter-in-law, it's really my greatest honor to marry you in this life." Zhang Tao couldn't help but said with emotion. It is worth my whole life to marry such a good understanding wife in this life.

"Where do you want to learn this ramen technique?" Zhang Tao asked, looking at Wei Yan.

Wei Yan said: "When I went to the city, I saw a ramen restaurant. The business in the store was good, and the queues were so long. When I saw him, his family recruited apprentices. I was there. Think, when we have time, let’s talk to others, if you don’t become an apprentice, just give them some money and learn the skills as soon as possible."

The reason why Wei Yan wanted to do business was from that time, because the ramen restaurant was so busy that he was greedy. However, at that time, the whole family felt that Zhang Tao's job was an iron job and must not be lost, so Wei Yan also rejected this idea.

I didn't expect to go round and round, and finally came back to this idea.

She believes that hard work will pay off, and that one day, their efforts will be rewarded.

Zhang Tao was also very hot-blooded by Wei Yan, as if he had already seen the scene of hot business in the future.

The two of them discussed that when the time came, Wei Yan would still go back to Xiangjie to work to support the family's expenses, and let Zhang Tao let go of the rest of the money.

Zhang Tao's parents are also idle at home, and they will help them when they open a noodle restaurant. In that case, it also saves money for hiring people.

"In terms of rent, our street is roughly the same, just like the steamed buns in the front. Their rent is 980 yuan a year."

"Well, for a set of tables and chairs, it costs about ten to twenty yuan. Let's calculate based on the area of ​​the steamed buns shop. We can put about seven or eight tables. If you count it like this, it's no more than two hundred yuan. "

"At that time, buying some more kitchen utensils will cost you a hundred dollars."

"Also, the cost of studying may be higher. Let's make 200 yuan, right?"

"Almost, no matter how tall it is, it won't look like a lot."

"Then, if you count it this way, the investment is not very big!"

"Well, there is no big investment in this, oh yes, there is flour too!"

"Even if these are included, it won't cost five thousand yuan."

The more Zhang Tao calculated, the more excited he was. At this moment, he seemed to see a very beautiful scene. It turned out to be a small business without having to invest so much money! If he had known it long ago, he would have gone into business long ago.

The more they talked, the more excited they were, and they had already begun, all kinds of visions, all kinds of fantasy, all kinds of plans.

In the dead of night, Xiang Jie lay on the edge of the bed, gently patting the child who seemed to be asleep on the bed, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He was fortunate to be reborn. He was originally in this life for nothing, and he was able to rely on the memory of his previous life. In this life, he already felt very contented.

What is money? They are all things outside of the body. If you can use your own money to help other people, for now, it will be a merit.

He doesn't ask for anything else now, and he can really accumulate virtue for his children. After becoming a parent, I really have nothing else in my heart. All I care about are my own children.

After Zhou Gang finished washing, he returned to the room and saw that Xiang Jie was not asleep yet, and his expression still looked so leisurely and contented.

Zhou Gang was constantly infected by his emotions, and he couldn't help but smile.

He wiped the still wet hair, put the towel on the shelf next to him, walked to the bed, and climbed onto the bed. He moved closer to Xiangjie, and narrowed the distance between the two of them.

He moved his nose close, rubbed Jie's earlobe a few times, smiled lightly, and said softly to him, "What's the matter? I'm so happy."

"Don't make trouble." Xiang Jie was ticklish, avoiding Zhou Gang's distress, and groaning at him: "The child is still asleep."

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