Reborn Spicy Little Wife

Chapter 492 2 Red Envelopes

Xie Chang'an was on high alert, his entire body in a state of combat readiness.

Luo Ning glanced at him. "It's a small matter, don't panic."

She broke off the last section of the crab leg, kicked it at the break point, and the white, fragrant crab leg meat fell into the bowl. She dipped it in the sauce and placed it in Xie Chang'an's bowl.

Qiangzi watched as Luo Ning dissected a crab clean, eating it with gusto and great relish, and then he too began to devour the crab.

Wang Tiejun and the others were curious about the man's appearance. What was he doing here?

Taking advantage of a moment when no one was looking, Qiangzi reached for the crab. He used to think that Luo Ning could only cook, but it turned out that Luo Ning was also an amazing eater!

The tall man, his face beaming with smiles, spoke politely, "Young comrade, you have good taste. I am Liang Guodong, the owner of this restaurant. May I sit down and have a chat?"

"Boss Liang, please go ahead!" Luo Ning nodded as he peeled the crab meat.

She was already wondering why Liang Guodong wanted to see her.

To be honest, Luo Ning didn't have a good impression of this familiar scene.

Luo Wei was still struggling, unwilling to compensate her for her losses, and she waited for him to suffer a complete defeat.

It was already dark by then, and the guests gradually left, leaving the seats around them empty.

The loud voice of the woman behind the counter seemed particularly abrupt; she was cursing and her emotions were far from calm.

A young boy carried an elderly woman with white hair into the house and asked for a bowl of plain noodles.

"What Yangchun noodles? We don't have Yangchun noodles here!"

"My grandma said you used to have this here. Comrade, could you please help me? My grandma just wants to try a bowl of your plain noodles."

Of course I was rejected; what miracle could possibly happen?

The boy glanced at his drowsy grandmother on his back and refused to leave.

This gave the loudmouth an opportunity, and he started making a huge fuss, relentlessly mocking the boy.

They're just poor and stingy; they want to eat seafood even though they have no money...

Luo Ning looked away, picked up another crab, and broke off its leg, but this time she used a bit more force.

Liang Guodong felt a little panicked, as if his legs had been broken.

"Young man, I see you have a lot of insights into business. Do you have any suggestions for my restaurant?"

Luo Ning calmly lifted the crab lid and casually uttered a sentence, "First, cook a big bowl of plain noodles!"

Liang Guodong was stunned for a moment, then got up and placed the order himself.

A heated argument broke out between the loudmouth and the front desk staff, leaving the head chef completely bewildered.

The boss said he wanted to cook plain noodles, but his sister disagreed. He didn't know who to listen to.

He didn't really want to cook; a bowl of plain noodles only cost one cent, so there was practically no profit.

Moreover, they haven't done this for decades, and now they mainly focus on seafood.

Asking him to cook plain noodles? Has the boss lost his mind?

When the boy couldn't buy plain noodles, his eyes reddened as he carried his grandmother outside.

Luo Ning glanced at Xie Chang'an, then immediately stood up and invited the grandfather and grandson back to sit next to them.

The boy sat there somewhat uneasy. The older man next to him invited him to come in and rest. He was indeed very tired, so he came in.

The boss and his sister nearly caused a huge commotion on the roof, scaring away everyone except Xie Chang'an and the grandfather and grandson guests.

In the end, the boss won, and his sister went home crying to complain. The chef then brought out a big bowl of plain noodles.

Luo Ning, who was enjoying Xie Chang'an's crab meat-disassembling service, gestured to the person next to her and said, "Master Chef, please deliver this to Grandma's table."

The chef looked at his boss and asked, "Boss, what should we do?"

Liang Guodong was somewhat surprised and nodded subconsciously.

When the plain noodles were served to his grandmother, the boy's eyes suddenly welled up with tears. He stood up and solemnly thanked Luo Ning.

Luo Ning couldn't stand this scene, so he waved his hand haphazardly, "We're all people of the martial world, no need to stand on ceremony. Hurry up and feed Grandma the noodles, they won't taste good if they clump together."

"Hey!" The boy wiped his face, sat back down, and fed his grandmother noodles.

Liang Guodong sat down next to Luo Ning and humbly asked for advice, "Young comrade, to be honest, my shop looks alright, but the daily turnover is actually just so-so. Do you have any ideas on how to increase the shop's revenue?"

"From a small noodle shop to a seafood restaurant, what more do you want?" Luo Ning said with a half-smile, taking a sip of the fragrant and delicious pork rib soup, secretly thinking that he would have to exercise when he got back tonight, as he had eaten a bit too much for dinner.

Liang Guodong felt as if he had seen a celestial being, and turned to wink at the man beside him.

The man immediately presented a red envelope with both hands and placed it next to Luo Ning.

Friends and relatives, represented by Xie Chang'an, said they had learned something new; they hadn't known it could be done this way.

Luo Ning glanced at the red envelope, put down his spoon, wiped his mouth, and uttered the eight-character mantra, "Concentrated power, service first!"

"What do you mean?" Liang Guodong felt this was very profound and couldn't understand it at all!

Others: Same as above!

"It's undeniable that Boss Liang is very bold. Abolishing tickets is an innovation, so your business is doing quite well. However, this model is easily imitated. If other restaurants follow suit, then you will have no advantage whatsoever."

Your restaurant's food tastes good, but everything else is terrible. Family businesses have multiple departments issuing orders, leading to a decline in the effectiveness of implementation.

Extremely poor service attitude will be the root cause of your loss of customers.

The solution to these problems is simple: for a boss, service comes first!

That makes perfect sense. Liang Guodong felt as if he had been enlightened, as if he had seen the light of wisdom.

"Since you've figured it out, I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me. That was my younger sister. She's quite spoiled at home. Although I own this restaurant, she's used to it at home and likes to be in charge here. Whenever we disagree, I'm always the one who suffers! I've been having this headache for a long time. I hope you can enlighten me, young comrade!"

"This is a family matter, and it's not convenient for me to interfere!" Luo Ning smiled nonchalantly, ignoring the issue.

The man standing next to him, having received a hint from the boss, offered another large red envelope.

Luo Ning secretly gave a thumbs up; this was the right pace.

"Since Mr. Liang is so sincere, then I'll offer my immature opinion and view: you should take a portion of the restaurant's annual profits and give it to your sister so she can reap the benefits without working!"

"Wow, that's a brilliant idea!" Liang Guodong exclaimed excitedly, his hair standing on end.

Seeing that they had almost finished eating, Luo Ning picked up her bag and prepared to pay the bill.

Liang Guodong immediately stood up and declared forcefully, "Young comrade, it is an honor for me that you have come to my restaurant for a meal. To express my gratitude, today's meal is on the house. You are welcome to come anytime in the future!"

"Thank you, boss!" Luo Ning took out a dime, placed it on the table to pay for the noodles, accepted the two red envelopes, and then moved on with his relatives and friends.

Back at the hotel, Qiangzi curiously approached Luo Ning and asked, "Luo Ning, how much were those two red envelopes?"

Luo Ning was also a little curious, and in front of everyone, she took the money out of the red envelope.

One hundred yuan in a red envelope!

Qiangzi's eyes widened. "My goodness! Adding the cost of our dinner tonight, how many bowls of plain noodles could that buy! Luo Ning, you make money so easily!"

"Qiangzi, you're wrong. This money isn't easy to earn; most people can't!" Wang Tiejun shook his head and chuckled.

"That seems to make sense!" Qiangzi scratched his head, looking resentful.

"Luoning, why don't you answer more questions for him and earn more money!"

Luo Ning glanced around, letting others answer; she didn't want to talk to the spoon.

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