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Thirty square meters to open a wonton shop?

Ye Xinming's words made the corners of Qin Zimo's mouth twitch a few times, and when he was about to speak, Lin Qianqian took a step forward and said:

"Thirty squares, isn't that too small? How many tables can you place?"

"No matter how delicious the wontons you make are, and they are so fragrant, you have to open a shop with an area of ​​about 300 square meters.

Lin Qianqian's words made Ye Xinming's mouth wide open, a little stunned, he couldn't believe "Four Zero Zero"

The store fees of the 30 parties alone are as high as nearly ten million, which is an existence that I cannot accept.

Wouldn't the annual rent for a store with an area of ​​more than three hundred square meters be frighteningly high?

I'm afraid I won't be able to get that money by working part-time for the rest of my life, okay?

So he shook his head hastily and said:

"It's too big, and although my craftsmanship is very good, it doesn't mean that those rich people are also fond of wontons."

"Which of these rich people doesn't have delicacies from mountains and seas, and a meal can easily cost 1.8 million yuan?

So it should be disdainful to eat wontons. "

Qin Zimo shook his head slightly, feeling that Ye Xinming really didn't understand the world of the rich.

"Brother, you are wrong about this."

"Even if rich people spend a lot of money on a meal, they are not taste idiots.

Your wontons are so fragrant that everyone will want to eat them.

Isn't your performance in the night market enough to show something?"

Ye Xinming nodded thoughtfully.

"This is not wrong, but what I sell at the night market are all at ordinary prices, that is, twenty yuan a bowl.

If it is sold in a high-end commercial area, how much will it cost per bowl to earn back the cost?

It’s impossible to sell a bowl for 10,000 yuan, right?”

Qin Zimo patted the table, "Yes, you are right.

It sells for 10,000 yuan a bowl.

In fact, 10,000 yuan a bowl is still a bit cheap.

In short, let’s look at the wonton fillings. Ordinary vegetarian wontons sell for 10,000 yuan a bowl.

Pork wontons cost 20,000 yuan a bowl.

Like something that adds beef or fresh shrimp, then continue to add money to it.

Don't worry, rich people don't take this little money seriously.

Qin Zimo's words made Ye Xinming almost vomit blood.

After all, spending tens of thousands of dollars to eat a bowl of wontons is something Ye Xinming never dared to think about.

But it seems to be commonplace for rich people..

Qin Zimo naturally understood what Bai Ye Xinming was thinking, and felt that it was better to take things slowly.

It is really unacceptable for him to popularize the world of rich people with him now, right?

So, Qin Zimo smiled and continued:

"Brother, in short, you will know some things later, there is no need to be dumbfounded now, right?"

Ye Xinming's mood is extremely complicated.

He didn't know what words to use to describe it, so he could only nod his head without opening his mouth.

Because he felt that his standard of living was not on the same starting line as that of Qin Zimo and the others, they were two completely different worlds, which made him a little inferior.

But thinking that Qin Zimo is his brother who grew up wearing the same pair of pants 2.3, so Qin Zimo became a rich man, he is still very happy.

But let him go to the rich business circle in the city center and open a chaotic shop of more than 300 square meters, I am afraid that he will not eat or drink, and he will not be able to save the annual rent for a year with the money he saved for ten lifetimes.

Lin Qianqian sighed slightly, now she understood what Ye Xinming was worrying about.

It's nothing more than worrying about money. .