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"Just do it, you will cry later.
Let me tell you, the three hundred thousand is the only investment I gave you. If it loses, don¡¯t expect me to invest again. Besides, one hundred thousand of the three hundred thousand was given by your mother, so it is considered a loan to you. of.
If you lose too much.
¡°If it¡¯s true that there is no loincloth left as your grandma said, then I¡¯m afraid I will have to sell you to your mother as a slave and sell your sex to pay off the debt.
You decide what to do yourself. "
Zhang Xijun no longer has any hope of success for his son, so he kindly warned and reminded him.
His money can be considered an investment.
It doesn¡¯t matter if you lose money.
But if his wife loses money.
?Then let¡¯s wait for this kid.
¡°Ah, one hundred thousand is my mother¡¯s?
¡°Forget it, you really, really can¡¯t stand seeing me like this, okay? You cursed me for failing and losing money before the store even opened. I really can¡¯t stand you.
I have to contact the decoration team, so I won¡¯t talk to you anymore. When I look back, my store will become the most famous Western restaurant in our county. Don¡¯t be envious! "
Although Zhang Linyu is also a little dissatisfied, after all, considering that this is his big benefactor, after decorating and purchasing ingredients, he may not have much money in hand, and may even have to borrow more from his father, or order more. So he didn't say anything harsh, he just expressed his hopes and then hurriedly turned around and left.
When I left the kitchen door, I almost bumped into a tree.
He said hello to Qiao Mu before leaving.
¡°Ah, Mom, are you back?
¡°Uh¡just now¡¡±
Of course, it was impossible for Zhang Xijun in the kitchen not to hear the conversation between his son and his mother outside, so he hurried out.
"I'm back. I basically heard your conversation just now. Let it go. You come out and help me carry some rice. By the way, tell me by the way, in the past few hours, you weighed eggs. How's it going? Do you feel it?"
Qiao Mu asked as she took her son outside. Although she didn't buy a lot of each kind of rice, she couldn't buy it by the pound. A bag of five pounds, more than thirty kinds of rice, still adds up to a lot. Yes, even one person can¡¯t carry Qiao Mu.
¡°Mom, maybe I¡¯m really bad.
I can¡¯t hear that kind of subtle flow at all. Mom, maybe I just don¡¯t have the talent in this area, otherwise you should give up on me.
I am already this old.
¡°Otherwise, wait until the Western restaurant opened by Lin Yu closes down and let him learn from you. His talent should be better than mine, and he¡¯s still younger.
I really can¡¯t move anymore.
After weighing the eggs for several hours, my hands now feel a little strange, and I almost don¡¯t recognize the eggs anymore. This is really difficult. "
Zhang Xijun made up his mind to stop practicing and learning less than an hour after Qiao Mu left. This thing was too complicated and he really didn¡¯t want to do it.
Anyway, their family is not short of money.
Why is it so complicated to practice cooking?
He had no intention of becoming a chef.
He just wants to make a living.
As long as you don¡¯t starve to death.
Hearing this, Qiao Mu¡¯s hurried steps suddenly stopped: ¡°You really disappoint me.
Now I finally know why your cooking skills haven¡¯t improved at all over the years. Talent is one thing, but it¡¯s also another thing that you have no ambition at all. Your father used to make money from this home-cooked restaurant and bought several apartments, but you Now I can't even earn the rent from this restaurant.
Don¡¯t you feel ashamed?
You don¡¯t want to leave something for your son?
You just want to see this restaurant close down? "
Zhang Xijun had stopped a long time ago. After hearing Qiao Mu¡¯s words, he gritted his teeth and said cruelly:
¡°Mom, let me tell you the truth.
¡°Actually, I don¡¯t like being a cook at all.
My father forced me to learn cooking, but in fact I don¡¯t like it at all. I like drawing. You know, I¡¯ve liked drawing since I was a child, but I haven¡¯t learned it for a day, so I can only teach myself.
Now I¡¯m very good at painting, and I can even take jobs. Although I don¡¯t make much every time, it¡¯s something I like, so I¡¯m really happy.
Earning 1,000 yuan for a painting makes me happier than 10,000 yuan for cooking here.
Mom, I¡¯m really tired??.
¡°If you hadn¡¯t always said that this is our family¡¯s ancestral craftsmanship and cannot be lost, and if it weren¡¯t for Zhang Linyu who couldn¡¯t inherit the family business, I might have spoken out these words and started painting a long time ago. "
As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere suddenly became silent.
Qiao Mu pondered for a while, then sighed: "That's all, if you don't want to, forget it.
So what are you going to do next? Rent out this shop and then go home and paint in peace? "
¡°Mom, I don¡¯t know either.
But I really don¡¯t want to continue like this. I really don¡¯t love cooking.
¡°Forget it, let me hold on for a while longer.
"After half a year, the situation at Lin Yu's side is not very good. How about letting him inherit this store?"
Let him learn from you! "
Zhang Xijun hesitated for a while before replying.
¡°Don¡¯t do to others what you don¡¯t want others to do to you!
"Forget it, since you don't like it, then go back. I will support this store. I still don't believe that without you, this store will fail?"
Before you leave, bring the rice into the house for me.
I¡¯m going to go upstairs for a while and take a rest. "
Qiao Mu didn¡¯t dwell on anything at all. He put down a few words and the car keys and turned to go upstairs. Since the situation had changed, the original plan could not be continued, and the teaching plan was obviously impossible to continue.
So she had to think of something else.
It¡¯s time to reset the plan.
After returning to the house, Qiao Mu thought about the original wish for a long time, and finally found a breaking point in the original wish, that is, the original wish was that the store could continue to open, and that the grandson could inherit the family business, and did not express it. This home-cooked restaurant must have his son or grandson be the chef, but he can actually be the boss.
If so.
Just make the food in the store better.
As long as the chef doesn¡¯t run away.
How are her son and grandson's cooking skills?
It doesn¡¯t seem to be a big deal.
Wanting to understand this, Qiao Mu quickly picked out a miniature cooking primitive non-intelligent robot production line from the Gold Finger library.
This is the thing that Qiao Mu can find that is closest to the technological level of this world, only slightly more advanced than this world by fifty years, and can achieve her ideas and goals.
After all, poaching chefs is not very reliable.
But if it is a robot, then there is no need to worry about running away. Although robot cooking may lack a certain degree of creativity and flexibility, as long as some data and programs are set to standard mode in advance, it can easily be done. Let the robot imitate the taste of food the way she cooks.
Although the taste may not be 100% the same.
???????????? But maybe 80% to 90% should be fine.
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