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On the glowing red charcoal, a flat pan was placed above, separated in the middle by a thin S-shaped divider. In the center of the pan stood a cylindrical pot, perfectly aligned with the middle of the divider.
The approximately ten-centimeter-high flat pan was divided into three sections, with one side containing a boiling soup that emitted a mouthwatering aroma, while the middle pot held clear broth to cleanse the palate.
"Brother Yang, how did you come up with this idea?" Liu Qingxi felt an inexplicable familiarity with this dual-flavored hot pot.
Why did he think of such a design that resembled modern hot pots?
In her heart, there was suddenly a flicker of expectation. But how could that be? She herself was already a special existence. Could there be another special existence in this world? But why not? Anything is possible!
Unable to suppress it, her hands trembled, her heartbeat quickened, and the warm temperature made her cheeks flush. She stared intently at Yang Yichen.
"I just added a divider to split the pot in half. I noticed our heating was uneven, so I made it like a flat pan for making pancakes. As for this round pot in the middle, I added it because everyone liked drinking clear broth last time!"
Yang Yichen pointed out each component of the pot with detailed explanations, each part having its own rationale.
Liu Qingxi let out a sudden sigh of relief, her tense body relaxing. So it wasn't anything extraordinary?
At that moment, she didn't know whether to feel disappointed, relieved, or confused.
After being lost in thought for so long, Wen Family couldn't help but remind her, "Qingxi, what are you looking at? What's wrong?"
"Ah? Nothing! I just think Brother Yang's design for this hot pot is simply amazing! It's even better than I imagined!" Liu Qingxi quickly adjusted her expression and sat down.
"Come on, come on! Try Cook's dishes and see if they taste as good as yours! All these are freshly prepared ingredients!" Wen Family didn't eat much themselves but kept cooking for the children.
After eating until they were about half full and after some playful banter among them, Yang Yichen slowly spoke up: "Qingxi, have you ever thought about selling such delicious and fresh hot pot?"
"Ah?" Liu Qingxi was taken aback; she really hadn't thought about this.
Having worked in the construction industry, she had only recently come to this era and was once again exposed to this profession for making a living. Therefore, she had not considered diversifying into other industries while focusing on her original field.
So when she first suggested hot pot, it was merely as a method of eating.
However, suddenly someone proposed that it could be a means to make money. She was surprised, but it was just for a moment.
Indeed, it was a good idea, but she lacked experience in this area, and her thoughts slipped out.
"Qingxi, as long as you agree, I will handle the arrangements for this. We can split the profits fifty-fifty; you don't have to worry about anything else!" Yang Yichen offered an incredibly generous deal.
When Liu Qingxi first brought up this way of eating, he had already thought about opening a restaurant.
Let's not forget that although his health was poor, he came from a merchant family where the main business was running restaurants, giving him more insight into this area.
Thus, he immediately recognized this business opportunity.
"How can I accept that? It's just a way of eating; there's no need to give me a share!"
A fifty-fifty split was indeed a generous offer!
Yang Yichen had helped her immensely from the very beginning—providing pastries when they were hungry, arriving with a carriage just in time when they entered town, and offering silent support during difficult times—all of which could not be compared to just one method.
"How can that be? This is your idea; you provide the concept, and I'll provide the manpower. Isn't that cooperation?"
"No way, that's taking advantage of me. I don't agree. If you're opening a restaurant, at most you can give me a free meal when I come to eat!"
The two of them kept insisting back and forth, one unwilling to accept, while the other was determined to give. Finally, the only elder in the family, Wen Family, spoke up.
"You two kids arguing back and forth is pointless. I don't understand business matters, so how about this: Yichan, I'll make the decision for you. Let's find a middle ground and give Qingxi thirty percent of the profits."
Seeing Liu Qingxi eager to object, she quickly held her hand: "Qingxi, don’t refuse. It's decided like this; listen to Aunt! Yichan, go write the contract!"
And so it was~~~~~~
Liu Qingxi was forcibly given thirty percent of the profits, with no chance to object.
In the end, the contract was formed, and Wen Family held one child's hand in each of theirs.
"Alright, from now on you two cooperate well. I believe in you!"
When they returned home, Liu Qingxi still felt a bit dazed. Did she really just push away profits?
In the past, she had fought tooth and nail for maximum benefits, scrimping and saving to buy an apartment. Now, someone offered her such a large share of profits and she actually turned it down?
Well, Yang Yichen was indeed an oddball; fifty percent—oh no! Even the later thirty percent wasn’t a small amount, yet he gave it away without batting an eye!
However, both of them knew that once the hot pot was launched, it would definitely create a sensation.
With various hot pot chains thriving in modern times, vivid scenes of bustling restaurants came to mind. In ancient times, resources were scarce and life was simple; every new and novel thing had immense potential.
It was just that
now the Cold Region was frozen, blanketed in white snow, making movement difficult. Every year at this time, people's activities were basically limited to the Village, not to mention that hot pot was a suitable way to eat in this weather.
If one couldn't get to the town, how could they start preparing for business? How could they seize this opportunity and time?
However, when Liu Qingxi, who had taken a thirty percent profit but couldn't help worrying, found Yang Yichen with questions, the young man confidently assured her.
"Qingxi, you don't need to worry about this. I've already sent someone to the town. I have several shops under my name that we can use directly. As for the hot pots, I ordered dozens from the blacksmith last time; it's enough!"
Well then, Liu Qingxi's concerns were unnecessary. Still, accepting such a large profit made her feel it was a bit much, after all, the shop, manpower, resources, and finances were all invested by Yang Yichen.
"What can I do to help? Do we need to go to the town to supervise in person?"
"No need. My people are not idle; if they can't handle this little task, what's the point of keeping them! Don't worry, the thirty percent profit is what you deserve; don't feel any psychological pressure!"
Yang Yichen continued, "Moreover, I'm not just opening this restaurant to make money; it has other purposes—for myself and for my mother!"
At this point, Liu Qingxi had no reason to oppose. She calmed her emotions and finally accepted this business opportunity that had come knocking at her door, embracing this unexpected wealth.
As for Yang Yichen? Besides studying for exams, playing around in the business world was also a good choice!
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