Restart the Flying Age

　　 Throwing out the brick of the ‘Nongjiale Project’, Wu Tao did not face the enemy as he did last time, waiting for the response of the elders.

　　Because he hadn't counted on it from the beginning, as soon as this plan was released, they would get their strong approval.

　　 After all, I am not a person of the same era, and there is too much difference in all aspects of ideas, practices, and considerations.

　　 They have to give them time to adapt and digest.

　　 So he took the water brought by his brother, and dried half a bowl in one breath, and then it was time to eat and drink.

　　 If you have a problem, bring it up to discuss and solve it; if you have a problem, speak out and find a way to overcome it.

　　Everything is difficult at the beginning. To make a fortune and get rich, you always have to work steadily, down-to-earth, and long-term.

　　 I ate a few pieces of fish fillet, which was very greedy. Just about to taste a few more pieces of beef, Zhang Huilan was the first to speak.

　　 "This thing seems to be a bit of a spectrum, you forgot, his little aunt's Fang Yuan child, comes to our family every summer vacation. Didn't you like this vineyard, do you have any food and fun?"

　　 She said this to her husband.

　　 Wu Binghua obviously didn't think about it, and nodded without saying a word.

　　 "Sister-in-law, you're right!" Aunt Hua answered, "My eldest brother takes care of the vineyard so beautifully, the children in the city must like it. I think Xiaotao's plan is worthwhile."

　　 Wu Binghua has to express his stance, otherwise he will have to spend more troubles if he says his objection until everyone else has reached a unified opinion.

　　 "But, this idea sounds too new, I haven't seen anyone make it. Would people in the city choose to eat in our country instead of going to a big restaurant? This is unreasonable, isn't it?"

Seeing no one was talking, Wu Tao threw down his chopsticks and pointed his wrench at his finger: "First, the selling point of this farmhouse is not eating, but playing! In terms of food, children in the city have not eaten anything? But they may not see the vineyards. I've never played before. In addition, those born in the 80s in these cities, who were spoiled since childhood, can also be the masters of their parents."

"Second, for parents, to bring their children from the city to us, firstly, it is not far away and convenient; secondly, it is not a long-distance travel, it will not cost too much, and there is no pressure. Finally, it can also increase the children's knowledge. , Why not do it?"

　　 "As for this farmhouse no one has ever made it? What we want is to be the first one with this unexpected effect. Otherwise, how can we sell so many grapes at a good price?"

　　 After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced at the crowd. Wu Tao could see that the old lady Zhang Huilan had already moved, and the smiling aunt Hua didn't mean to object.

　　 Only his father, Wu Binghua, is still the conservative temper, with two thick eyebrows locked tightly together, as if to wring out the water.

　　 As for the old man, he didn't participate in the discussion at all. He was just as carefree as the two children, eating and drinking.

　　 "Can this work?" After holding back for a long time, Wu Binghua said such words without holding back any clear objections.

　　 Wu Tao knew that the heat was almost over, so he pulled his finger and said, "I'll settle the bill for you again!"

"After our farmhouse is completed, we will count as 20 people per day, and each person eats at the standard of 10 yuan per person. Then it is picking grapes. 5 catties of grapes per person is not too much, right? This is 10 again. Yuan. Out of this per capita consumption of 20 Yuan, if you plan to spend 5 Yuan to eat, you can leave a gross profit of 15 Yuan."

　　 "This way, it will cost 300 yuan a day and 9,000 a month! If the daily passenger flow reaches 40 people, 80 people? This account is clear at a glance."

　　As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Huilan and Aunt Hua took a breath of air, Wu Binghua patted his pocket a little anxiously, and touched the cigarette case everywhere.

　　 Even the old man put down his chopsticks in astonishment, touched a gray beard and said, "Can you earn so much?"

　　 Aunt Hua nodded, "From my experience working in a guest house, it is true that the profit of catering is split in half."

　　 "I'm a good boy, no wonder Xiao Tao just said that he can eat big fish and meat every day. It's not fake!" The old man suddenly realized.

　　 "There is no risk?" Wu Binghua lighted a cigarette and suddenly calmed down.

　　 Hearing this, Wu Tao was not surprised at all, let alone anxious. This is the nature of my father. He was too conservative to be overly conservative before thinking about victory in everything.

　　 The bill was settled just now, and Zhang Huilan had already pulled up her sleeves and was about to do it. When I heard the risk, I looked at my boss eagerly, for fear that he would say ‘yes’.

　　 But Wu Tao discussed with them the purpose of this project is to lead them on the road and escape the bitter days of digging out of the soil. It's not to flick them aboard and make money like walking on thin ice.

　　 So he insisted on saying one thing.

　　 "There must be risks!"

　　 Zhang Huilan couldn't help complaining, why is this kid so sincere. In this way, your dad can still agree to get this farmhouse, that's weird.

　　 However, Wu Tao not only said that there was, but also seemed to have an endless posture.

　　 "The biggest risk is the traffic problem. Once the pre-advertising or promotion is not done properly, no one will come and everything will be in vain."

　　 "Secondly, it is a policy risk, catering, sanitation, quarantine, and business permits. If they come to check us every three days, this business will be in vain."

　　 "At the end, it's just a little problem. For example, if the folks in the village come to eat a king's meal, or you owe money on credit, it is troublesome."

　　 This said ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ even the energetic Zhang Huilan hesitated.

Unexpectedly, Wu Binghua, who had smoked a cigarette, threw the cigarette butt, and slammed it out: "It's OK, I think this plan will work! This time, you come to be the house. You say how to do it, we will do it! Me and Your mother obeys you!"

　　 Everyone was stunned. No one thought that Wu Binghua, who has always been conservative, would have such a dull momentum.

　　 "You didn't hear, Tao said there are many risks..." Zhang Huilan reminded.

　　 Wu Binghua picked up the chopsticks and clamped a piece of fish fillet and said, "Son, he can make the risk clear, will he have no idea to solve it?"

　　 Zhizi Mo Ruofu! This is not to put gold on Wu Binghua's face, it is true.

　　 "Tao, do you really have a way to solve it?" Zhang Huilan asked in disbelief.

　　 Wu Tao smiled and nodded: "Then I will treat it as this home once!"

　　 The old man gave his grandson a thumbs up, and Xiao Jiang and the black eggs who had been eating, all looked at him as if they were admiring.

"Then the first thing in our plan is to build around our house, at least to look like a vineyard, pavilions, towers, and pavilions. In addition, the sanitary conditions should also be provided. Keep up, otherwise the people in the city won't be able to adapt."

　　 Wu Binghua waved, "I know this!"

　　 Father is a very talented carpenter, and Wu Tao put one hundred and twenty hearts on handing it to him.

　　 "Again, Mom, I'm going to requisition your Jamsil, so I will decorate it as a dining hall."

　　 "Okay, you can use it." Zhang Huilan smiled and waved his chopsticks.

　　 "Wait!" Wu Binghua smacked for a while, and suddenly recalled, "It costs a lot of money to decorate from the inside out. What is your budget?"

　　 "Twenty thousand."

"what?"

"How many?"