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Chapter 32 The Source of the World

"Well! The method of making chicken soup is actually very simple. As for the cooking skills of this world, they are just a rare trick. I guess they will try my spiritual chicken soup soon. So, it is difficult for us to really make money! At most, spiritual chicken soup is just a stepping stone I took out, a stepping stone to pry open this strict catering industry!" Li Qingming said word by word.

Knocking on the stepping stone? He buzzed at the uncle's brain.

Such delicious chicken soup is just a stepping stone? You know, in the eyes of uncle Xiang, you can make a lot of money by just keeping this chicken soup.

According to his previous calculations, he sold 1,000 bowls a day, and a bowl of 10 yuan, which was 10,000 yuan on that day, and the cost was only less than 200 yuan. He was 20%, and that day it was nearly 2,000 yuan. This month it was 60,000 yuan. It was worth his income in the previous years.

He could buy a house and retire after making a safe profit a few years ago.

But this is just a stepping stone!

"Xiao Ming, uncle is in a bad heart. Isn't it okay to make some money with peace of mind?" suggested to the uncle.

Li Qingming shook his head. If he were on Earth, he might have been so peaceful. But in this world, he longed for a bigger stage. After all, he had such potential.

"Uncle, I understand what you mean, but I am still young and I want to fight!" Li Qingming didn't explain too much.

Slightly silent.

"Xiao Ming, you are the only relative now. No matter what you want to do, I will support you!" Uncle Xiang thought for a while, took a deep breath, and gritted his teeth to make the biggest decision in his life.

Randomly, the uncle rummaged through the cabinet and took out a card from behind an extremely secret drawer.

"Xiao Ming, there is still 3486.3 yuan in this card, which was originally stored... I will hand it over to you now! You have knowledge and knowledge, and I will listen to you!" Uncle Xiang stuffed this bank card into Li Qingming's hands.

Li Qingming took a deep breath, without being too pretentious. He would remember this kindness, and he would repay it ten times or hundreds of times.

"Uncle, before I developed my new dish, I still have a few questions to ask. There was no time before. It was still early today, so let's talk while drinking!" Li Qingming set up a folding table, took out the white wine he drank to the uncle, and then gave it some French fries, and poured them on.

"Xiao Ming, just ask if you have anything!" Uncle Xiang pecked his mouth and squinted his eyes and said enjoying it.

"Uncle, why do we only have fried chicken and fries in this world? What is the reason? Also, has it been like this for hundreds of years? Then, what are the catering rules in this world? If we want to open a restaurant, what qualifications do we need to get?" Li Qingming asked curiously.

This question has been asked before, but the explanation of uncle Xiang was very vague. After all, Uncle Xiang was in a bad mood at that time, and Li Qingming didn't ask too much. Today, he happened to ask in detail. Only after he asked clearly could he formulate the next plan.

"I don't know much about diet. To be honest, what I have known since childhood is that our world survived after a catastrophe. As for what catastrophe has happened, I don't know, but my world has undergone earth-shaking changes, and then diet is like this. As for why this is the case, I don't know! No one cares about this. Who cares about history? Just eat and wear warm clothes." Uncle Xiang said while drinking a small wine.

Li Qingming shrugged. It is understandable that people of the class like Uncle Xiang don’t know it, so it’s understandable. It seems that they have to go to the library or somewhere to explore it in the future. Otherwise, this is really strange. Why is this happening? Moreover, there are not many seasonings, so he has to look for information, why is there not? Is it because people in this world don’t know the seasonings, or because they are extinct, or have never been there at all.

"Then is there only one kind of chicken in this world?" Li Qingming asked.

"Well, this is just this kind of thing. Then there are many wild animals. However, the number of animals is not large and they are protected by law! As for why, I don't know." Uncle Xiang said for a long time but couldn't explain it clearly. In short, in his mouth, the world is like this, but he doesn't know why.

Li Qingming curled his lips. This made his next dish a little frustrated, but it didn't matter, it could be solved.

"So, is this the case with crops?" Li Qingming asked again.

"This, Xiao Ming, I really don't know. Anyway, what you can buy on the market is all our things." Uncle Xiang slapped his forehead and felt a headache. What Li Qingming asked was something he could not explain.

"What are the rules for catering?" Li Qingming asked.

Now, I finally asked what Uncle Xiang understood.

"For this, in the catering industry, you need to obtain a professional qualification certificate in the government. After evaluating hygiene, purchase channels, employee qualification review and other aspects, you can get a professional qualification certificate. Then, theoretically, you can find a place to open a restaurant. However, you must go through Michelin assessment and get a star rating before you can open it. Otherwise, someone will come to make trouble. The lowest is to get a one-star rating. As for the highest, it is said that there are already five stars. I don't know the specific situation! In short, opening a restaurant is very troublesome." Uncle Xiang continued to have a headache.

Li Qingming asked some questions again, but most of them couldn't answer them to the uncle. After all, his knowledge and experience were limited by his class. But even so, it gave Li Qingming a rough understanding of the world.

Cataclysm, professional qualification certificate, Michelin.

Li Qingming muttered a few times and looked at the uncle. He was already drunk at this moment. He had no choice but to shake his head and help the uncle lie down on the bed. Li Qingming continued to think about the detailed recipe of his dish under the lamp.

To be honest, before this, I just ate it, and it is not easy to figure it out by myself. I have to figure it out thoroughly from the heat, the seasonings used, ingredients, etc. After all, the money in my hand is limited. Moreover, there are many things in this world that don’t have.

Li Qingming can only rely on himself, so Uncle Xiang can sleep, but he has to run for this future.

After all, I can only be considered a barely settled down at this moment. Not to mention living conditions, even living conditions are worrying.

Almost after turning the clock, Li Qingming set the alarm clock and fell asleep tiredly.

When it was dawn, the alarm clock rang and Li Qingming immediately stood up. At this moment, the uncle was still sleeping soundly. However, Li Qingming, who had been familiar with the surrounding vegetable markets, no longer needed the uncle to point the direction.

After acquaintance, he came to the busy vegetable market and bought the chicken they needed today, Li Qingming bought another 1,000 eggs. The eggs here are cheap, 1 yuan for three, and these 1,000 eggs don’t cost much. Then he bought some bottles and jars for the eggs.

After this busy work, it was almost dawn. People around them also started to get up and go to work. Li Qingming ran to a nearby mobile phone store and spent 1,000 yuan to buy two mobile phones.
Chapter completed!
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