Reborn in 1991, I opened supermarkets all over the world.

After deducting the 24 yuan commission given to Qiao Ling, Lu Zifeng received nearly 700 yuan. Including what he had left over, he already had more than 800 yuan.

The compensation for Wu Fucheng's medical expenses was sufficient, but he did not intend to pay the money immediately.

It's only been two days; I can't let him know how quickly his money came in.

Moreover, he's planning to make money from money.

"Guess what I'm thinking?" Qiao Ling held a large sum of more than twenty yuan in her hand, staring intently at Lu Zifeng.

"You're thinking, I'm making the lion's share. If you had bought and packaged the fruit baskets yourself, you would have made even more," Lu Zifeng said with a smile.

"Yes," Qiao Ling nodded vigorously, but then continued, "If I were also in the fruit basket business, I definitely wouldn't have rented the room to you. I'd be copying your business, taking your bonuses, and then having to kick you out in the end. I feel like that's against my conscience."

Lu Zifeng shook his head and sighed, "That's a pity. You may never get rich in your entire life."

"Why?" Qiao Ling asked, somewhat unconvinced.

"If you don't have a particularly good business sense and are just following others' businesses, you need to be quick, accurate, and ruthless, like in a fight. If you're hesitant and indecisive, you'll only be on the defensive and getting beaten up. How can you possibly make money that way?"

"So you mean I should just kick you out?" Qiao Ling smiled slyly.

"No need for that. I won't be in the fruit basket business for long. You should observe and learn more, especially about the packaging. It can't be limited to what I packaged today; you need to have endless creative ideas. Also, sales skills are important. This has a higher profit margin, so you can't sell it like ordinary goods. Once you've learned enough, you can start doing it yourself."

"Really?" Qiao Ling was overjoyed.

There's a saying going around in factories these days: "Teach your apprentice and you'll starve."

Even if you call him "Master" all the time and offer him cigarettes, alcohol, and tea from time to time, the Master will always hold back a little.

Therefore, Qiao Ling simply couldn't imagine that Lu Zifeng would teach her such a profitable business, while he was about to completely withdraw from the market.

If they are long-time friends, then it's fine.

But they'd only known each other for a day.

Qiao Ling was deeply moved.

Lu Zifeng casually folded the eight hundred-plus yuan and stuffed it into his coat pocket, just like anyone else would carry eight yuan.

We can hold off on paying Wu Fucheng's money for now, but we can pay back the money owed to the brothers first, and we'll treat them to a meal.

Same old place.

Hospitable Restaurant!

It's the restaurant where I ate several meals without paying in my past life!

Chef Wang of the hospitable restaurant is chopping vegetables with a frown on his face.

It seems like less than a month has passed since I was last ripped off.

A plate of stir-fried pork with garlic sauce costs 2.5 yuan, twice-cooked pork costs 1.5 yuan, and seasonal vegetables cost 0.5 yuan. The total cost of a meal, including all the dishes, is close to ten yuan.

The worst part is that these street thugs drink beer like it's water.

A bottle of Chongqing beer costs 1 yuan, and seven or eight people can drink forty or fifty bottles.

Treat them to a meal, and all my hard work over the past few days will be for nothing.

He once asked, "Why do you always eat at my restaurant? Don't you want to try something different?"

Gu Quan told him, "Who told you to cook so well?"

Sometimes, Chef Wang really wanted to pick up a cleaver and chop those bastards to death.

But considering how hard-won his Level 2 Chef qualification was, and the expectant eyes of his elderly mother, wife, and children, he could only choose to endure it.

I just hope that the crackdown of previous years will come again.

Jiang Ce lit a cigarette for Lu Zifeng and said with lingering fear, "So, we hit the wrong person this morning? Wu Fucheng was actually targeting you?"

Lu Zifeng exhaled a long puff of smoke: "Not surprising. He didn't dare report the incident last time, fearing we'd retaliate even more severely after we got out. But that doesn't mean he's really let it go. What's the situation with He Cheng?"

Jiang Ce said, "This kid is good-for-nothing and loves playing cards. After get off work, he's either playing cards or watching others play cards."

Lu Zifeng nodded.

Men are nothing more than wine, women, wealth, and anger.

Once you've been exposed to one of these things, it's not difficult to deal with.

He took out 100 yuan: "When he has no money to gamble, I'll lend it to him. I won't mention interest first, just give him an IOU."

Jiang Ce accepted the money and then asked, "Brother Feng, are you really planning to sell fruit from now on?"

Lu Zifeng said, "Selling fruit is not a long-term solution. I'm just using this business to accumulate some capital."

Speaking of the fruit basket business, he couldn't help but laugh and shared with everyone how the middle-level leaders of the cannery bought fruit baskets from him to visit Wu Fucheng.

Everyone was laughing, but Gu Quan, deep in thought, exhaled a smoke ring and said, "How about we beat him up again after he's discharged from the hospital?"

It allows you to both make money and vent your anger.

He felt he had come up with a brilliant plan to kill two birds with one stone.

Lu Zifeng patted Gu Quan on the shoulder: "You should probably tone it down a bit in the future. You don't want to end up like those older guys from a few years ago, spending the rest of your lives in prison, do you?"

"Now that the market is open, in the future, who will do well will not be judged by how good they are at fighting, but by how much money they have."

"Of course, we need to make money, but we can't forget our brotherhood. I'll scout things out first, and if there's an opportunity, I'll bring everyone together to make money."

After saying that, the group clinked their glasses together, the foam sliding down the glass onto the back of their hands, and they downed their drinks in one gulp.

Lu Zifeng wiped his mouth and beckoned to Chef Wang with his finger.

"How much?"

Chef Wang's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "It's 72 yuan in total, including beer, but you can give me 70."

Gu Quan abruptly stood up, crumpled the tissue in his hand into a ball, and slammed it hard onto the dining table: "How about 50?"

Lu Zifeng glared at Gu Quan, then pulled out a hundred-yuan bill and handed it to Chef Wang: "Keep the change."

"Thank you, thank you!" Chef Wang said, turning around and going back into the inner room, touching the patterns and checking the watermark.

His first thought was, "Could this be counterfeit money?"

But after checking it, it doesn't seem fake.

It wasn't until the next day, when he deposited the money into his bank account, that the huge weight on his mind finally lifted.

For the next few days, the fruit basket business was neither particularly booming nor slow.

On the one hand, the number of people imitating them gradually increased;

On the other hand, many hospitalized patients do not want to stay in the hospital for the Lunar New Year.

Lu Zifeng ordered another batch of goods, but in a small quantity.

"Zifeng, can the fruit basket business still continue?" Qiao Ling asked worriedly.

A few days ago, she heard that Lu Zifeng would let her run the fruit basket business, and she was so excited that she wanted to close her breakfast shop immediately.

However, sales have declined significantly in the last two days.

In order to compete with other vendors, Lu Zifeng also launched a price war.

"The fruit basket business can always be done, but the profit margin won't be as high as before. Sister Qiao, if you really want to do it, I suggest you change your business license to include agricultural and sideline products."

"Agricultural and sideline products?"

"Yes. Besides fruit baskets, you can also sell loose fruit. If you can get the goods, you can also sell some biscuits, drinks, snacks, etc. By the way, my mom works at the supply and marketing cooperative; I'll ask someone to help you with some connections."

"Zifeng, thank you."

"No need to thank me. I helped you, so you have to do me a favor too."

"Tell me, why are you being so polite with me?"

"You have the licenses, but no connections. I have the connections, but no licenses."

"Oh~" Qiao Ling pointed at Lu Zifeng and laughed.

No wonder she asked me to add business items. Her breakfast shop has all the necessary licenses and permits. Isn't that much faster than Lu Zifeng getting a new business license?