Meishan Su family, Su Yun is the most virtuous

Chapter 26: One Thousand Strings of Cash per Month!

Xu Jian was stunned, and then shouted: "My God, how can you calculate like that? If the profit is so high, then those who run restaurants in the world are wealthy businessmen, and those salt merchants have nothing to do with it.

If my restaurant can make a total of one thousand strings of cash every month, it's already a great achievement!

If you really calculate it this way, I earn more than 10,000 strings of cash a month, which means more than 100,000 strings of cash a year. In two or three years, wouldn't that be enough to pay the annual tribute to the Liao Kingdom?"

Su Yun smiled and said, "Okay, then based on your current monthly income of 1,000 guan, I will earn you 10,000 guan every month, and you can give me 100 guan, is that appropriate?"

Xu Jian immediately realized that Su Yun had tricked him into revealing something, and he sighed, "Alas, don't settle accounts with scholars, you can't settle accounts with anyone! Master Su, tell me, how much do you want?"

Su Yun stretched out a finger and said, "Whether you earn 20,000 or 100,000, I only want 1,000 from you every month..."

Xu Jian wanted to speak, but Su Yun continued, "...and we agreed that in the first ten days, I will come here to eat lunch every day because I want to spread the news about my stay at Linjiang Tower.

But after ten days, I had my period every three days, and starting from the second month, I had my period every five days. Mr. Xu, what do you think?"

Xu Jian's fat on his face twitched with pain.

Su Yun smiled and said, "Boss Xu, are you worried that even if you give me money, there won't be that many customers coming? Then I'll give you another plan. I only want 10% of your profit..."

Xu Jian said decisively: "No need, Mr. Su, just one thousand strings of cash a month, and the time is also as you said. I will give you the money on the first day of every month. As for whether it is a profit or a loss, it is my surname Xu's business!"

Su Yun clapped his hands and laughed, "Boss Xu is so generous!"

The two of them high-fived to form an alliance, and the matter was settled. Originally, Xu Jian wanted to write a contract, but Su Yun was unwilling to do so, so the plan was abandoned.

After the two of them high-fived to form an alliance, Xu Jian's face was filled with joy, without any trace of the distressed look he had before.

As soon as the cooperation matters were discussed, Xu Jian hurriedly ordered the dishes. Su Yun smiled and said, "Let's eat in the lobby."

Xu Jian was even more delighted when he heard this, and said, "Mr. Su is really open-minded. Hahaha, let's go to the lobby!"

Xu Jian took the lead and led Su Yun to the lobby. The lobby was already crowded with people. When they saw Su Yun coming down the stairs, his height caused a satisfied exclamation.

"A seven-foot-tall man, so strong!"

"Wow, you're so tall!"

"He is indeed a handsome man with slender waist and graceful figure. I heard that the courtesans in Chengdu offered themselves for his bed, and some even prepared huge red envelopes, just to sleep with this Su Lang!"

Su Yun looked at the person who spoke in surprise. The person nodded at Su Yun with a filthy look on his face, as if to say, "You are so awesome."

Su Yun: “…”

After he came down, everyone in the lobby gathered around him. There were about one or two hundred people in total, and they all greeted Su Yun.

"Su Lang! Su Lang! He is indeed very handsome!"

"Su Lang is more handsome than Pan An and Song Yu in ancient times, and his stature is even better! Our Song Dynasty is lucky to have such a handsome man!"

"Alas, I wonder which young lady will be lucky enough to marry him. Unfortunately, I can't. You were not born when I was born, and I was old when you were born."

Someone sighed.

Someone nearby looked at him in surprise and reminded him loudly: "Hey, you're a man!" This immediately caused a burst of laughter.

Su Yun walked into the crowd with a smile. Someone reached out to touch him, and Su Yun just smiled. Fans have always been enthusiastic about their idols, and this is understandable. But...that crotch-grabbing guy, aren't you going too far!

Su Yun was arranged to sit at a table near the window. The window was open and the river breeze blew in. It was a bit cold, but the view was superb.

The food quickly turned cold within a few minutes of being served. Su Yun called Xu Jian and said, "When the weather is cold, you can put a charcoal basin under the food to keep it heated. This will prevent the food and wine from getting cold, and the guests will have a better experience."

Xu Jian nodded repeatedly. This was a good idea, but the shopkeeper immediately reminded him, "Boss, if every table is like this, firstly, the cost will be too high, and secondly, the carbon gas is dangerous, and there may be problems."

Su Yun smiled and said, "Bring me some paper and pen."

Xu Jian asked happily, "Master Su, do you want to write poetry?"

Su Yun laughed and said, "What kind of poetry? Well... you can write it, we'll talk about it later. I'll draw a schematic diagram of this charcoal stove for you, and you can make improvements based on it.

With your money, I should also give you a comprehensive guest experience improvement. Even if I don’t come here in the future, you don’t have to worry about not being able to do better than Wangjianglou.”

Xu Jian hurriedly said, "Quick, give Master Su some paper and pen."

The shopkeeper quickly brought paper and pen, and Xu Jian even ground the ink himself.

When the people eating nearby heard about the request for paper and pen, they thought Su Yun was going to compose a poem, and they immediately became even more excited. It was amazing that a handsome man could compose a poem!
It has been like this from the beginning to now. People like Pan An and Song Yu who have left a good name are not just about appearance.

Pan An was a literary figure and politician, Song Yu was a disciple of Qu Yuan and became the most outstanding writer of prose and poetry after Qu Yuan, Wei Jie began to study Laozi and Zhuangzi at the age of five, and after he became an adult, his rhetoric and eloquence surpassed those of the famous metaphysical scholars of the time.

It is simply nonsense to think that a face can be passed down for thousands of years.

The human body will decay, but the lifespan of literary works is much longer. Thousands of years later, people can still feel the beauty of the person in the literary works.

As a result, hundreds of people who were eating at once gathered around again.

But when I saw Su Yun drawing some complicated lines on the paper, although I was a little curious, I was ultimately a little disappointed.

Su Yun added an exhaust pipe to the charcoal stove and installed pipes on the roof to ventilate the entire house. Even if all the windows are closed, safety can be guaranteed.

Su Yun explained everything clearly to the shopkeeper and Xu Jian, and said that he could give personal guidance when the time came.

At this time, the onlookers were not happy.

Someone shouted, "Su Lang, write a poem. We've got the paper and pen out, we're all here, the atmosphere is set, and you're still... I mean, Su Lang, write a poem!"

Su Yun couldn't help but look at the person who was speaking. This person used the classic buff really well!
"Yes, yes. Paper and pen are all modern. You can just scribble a few words. Anyway, you are so pretty. Even if it is a doggerel, we will accept it."

You won't recognize it. If I really write a limerick, you will immediately say that I am a fool.

"Su Lang, your uncle is the most talented person in our Song Dynasty. You can't be a fool, right? If you want to prove yourself, write a good poem."

Look, the word "fool" came out, and he even used the method of provoking the person.

(End of this chapter)