Chapter 139 Call for Papers
After transferring the ownership, the uncle and nephew went straight to their shop.
Looking at the second-floor shop in front of him and the bustle of people coming and going, Zhou Huailin pinched his arm hard.
"Qing Yatou, we have our own shop!"
Zhou Huailin's voice trembled with excitement.
Zhou Qing patted Zhou Huailin on the shoulder, "Uncle Third, we will have more shops, Uncle Third, please work hard!"
Zhou Huailin nodded heavily, "Qing girl, let's do a good job!"
Zhou Qing smiled and looked up at the plaque above his head.
It's still the old plaque of the tea shop.
Zhou Qing raised his hand and pointed at Li Er beside him, telling Li Er, "Take it off."
Li Er tapped the ground with his toes, flew up with a swish, and picked it off smoothly.
The movement here quickly attracted people coming and going.
After Song Qi framed Zhou Huaishan before, Zhou Qing and his family are now considered well-known people in the county.
"Isn't this Zhou Huaishan's daughter? What are you doing?"
"It looks like you're going to open a shop?"
"What is it? A bookstore? Huaishan studies so hard, I will buy back the books he has used for my son no matter how much they cost!"
"No, with the label from Huaishan, it seems like the children will get twice the result with half the effort!"
"Huaishan is also good at calligraphy. If he writes a copybook, I will definitely buy it for my son and let him copy it."
"I heard someone say that the character Huai Shan has the demeanor of a great general."
"I don't think it's like opening a bookstore. There are restaurants here. Maybe we're going to open a restaurant."
There were mixed discussions, and many people affectionately called Zhou Huaishan Huaishan.
Zhou Qing ignored their discussion, took off the plaque, and entered the teahouse with Zhou Huailin.
The decoration of the tea shop is really good.
There are private rooms in the lobby, and there is also a small stage on the first floor for storytellers.
Zhou Huailin excitedly walked up and down a few times and said to Zhou Qing: "Girl Qing, we don't need to start a big construction project on this tea shop. We can open it with only slight adjustments."
"How does Third Uncle plan to adjust?"
Zhou Huailin said: "We will keep this storyteller's stand, but it is separated from the lobby on the first floor. Eating hot pot is very lively, and the diners may not be able to hear someone telling stories, but it is a waste."
Zhou Qing nodded in agreement.
Zhou Huailin continued, "We might as well circle the storytelling platform and build an extra large screen here to loomingly separate it from the lobby on the first floor, specifically for those who want to eat but don't have a seat to wait."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Qing suddenly looked at Zhou Huailin with curiosity.
Third uncle, your idea is quite avant-garde!
So far, I have never seen any restaurant in ancient times set up a special waiting area for guests.
Regardless of whether it is a county town or a prefectural city, if the guests are full, they will no longer entertain guests.
"Third uncle, how did you come up with this idea?"
Zhou Huailin rubbed the back of his head with a hint of embarrassment, "Young girl, do you think it's bad?"
"I feel great!"
Zhou Huailin smiled sheepishly and said: "I just want to attract more customers, but when the guests come, I don't want them to leave.
But there are no free seats, so we set up a special area for them to wait.
While they are waiting, we listen to books and give them some snacks, dried fruits and snacks to prevent them from being bored.
Use a screen to separate them from the diners in the lobby, but not cut off the aroma of hot pot. "
Zhou Qing
Third uncle!
You, an ancient person, are so sure of your thoughts!
"Okay, just listen to Third Uncle! Third Uncle, I think you will definitely achieve a great career. From now on, my father will focus on scientific examinations, and Third Uncle will focus on making money. In our family, one will pursue an official career, and the other will pursue a business career."
Zhou Huailin made Zhou Qing blush with praise, "Young girl Qing will laugh at me."
Zhou Qing looked at Zhou Huailin seriously, "Doesn't Third Uncle want our pot shops to spread all over the world? Doesn't Third Uncle want to make a lot of money? Does Third Uncle not want to build his own pot empire?"
Zhou Huailin.
Even though he knew that Zhou Qing was trying to cheer him up, he just believed it!
he thinks!
Of course he does!
Already full of energy, now, spurred by his dreams, Zhou Huailin's blood boils even more.
Zhou Huailin's ideas matured, so Zhou Qing no longer put much thought into decoration.
She has to do something that all stores must do before opening: advertising.
Since the Guozi shop needs to set up a waiting area and a platform for listening to books, Zhou Qing's advertisement centered on this and simply set up an essay collection activity.
In Zhou Huaishan's domineering calligraphy, he wrote a notice for essays and posted it at the door of the shop.
The content of the notice is clear, and all kinds of long and short stories are collected. There is no limit on the content, and they are required to be completed.
It is full of twists and turns, soul-stirring, heroic, and sentimental.
As long as your story is impressive enough, eye-catching enough, and addictive enough, Tongguo Shabu Hot Pot Restaurant will provide you with a broad platform.
Not only will more people read your story, but you will also be rewarded heavily.
In this essay competition, there will be one first prize and a bonus of one hundred taels of silver tickets.
There are three second prizes and fifty taels of silver tickets.
There are six third prizes and twenty taels of silver tickets.
Fifty winners will receive the Excellence Award and five taels of bonus silver tickets.
All literature lovers are welcome to participate.
The deadline is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.
In addition to posting a notice at the entrance of the Guozi shop, Zhou Qing also relied on Shopkeeper Xu's relationship to put a roll-up banner in Yunhai Bookstore.
That's right, Zhou Qing made a simple roll-up banner.
Standing in the most conspicuous position of Yunhai Bookstore.
On the roll-up banner, the name of the hot pot shop is large and conspicuous: Tongguo Shabu-shabu.
As soon as this essay contest was published, it immediately caused a big wave in the literary circle of the county.
Some people thought it was strange, while others were attracted by the high prize money.
Whether it was the 100 taels of the first prize or the 5 taels of the excellent prize, it was a considerable income for ordinary students.
For this kind of income, they only need to pay a little pen and ink.
Moreover, if they can be selected, their articles will be praised, what an honor!
What's more, this Tongguo Shabu-shabu is Zhou Huaishan's shop.
Who is Zhou Huaishan!
He is the dean of Huaishan Academy who never forgets to study even in prison!
How can they not support the dean's hot pot shop!
For a time, all the major teahouses were filled with heated discussions.
Some people talked loudly, while others worked silently. No matter what, the name of Tongguo Shabu-shabu was known to everyone for a while.
Zhou Qing was very satisfied with the advertising effect.
Busy, time flies.
Even in the first New Year after crossing over, Zhou Qing did not really feel the atmosphere of the New Year, and the New Year was over.
In the blink of an eye, it was the fifth day of the New Year.
The fifth day of the New Year breaks the five years of poverty.
Every household gathered the dust and dirt from the first to the fifth day of the New Year together, and set off firecrackers in the middle.
At five o'clock in the morning, the firecrackers were lit, and the dust and dirt were blown away.
Blow away the poverty of the year.
In the new year, good luck and good fortune, eat chicken every day.
On the fifth day of the New Year, all the shops in the streets and alleys opened for business.
Zhou Qing and Zhou Huailin took Li Er straight to Pingzhou early in the morning.
Pingzhou is adjacent to Beiyan, which is rich in beef and mutton.