When Wang Bo used his fangs and claws to write the recruitment notice, the two empresses and an aunt stood behind her and looked at her nephew curiously "twisting ink".

At first, the three of them just watched and whispered about Wang Bo's preparation for recruiting people. After all, they saw the popularity of the morning and noon business. If they did this every day in the future, they would not be able to get busy with their nephew's family of three, so it was reasonable to recruit people.

It was not until Wang Bo drew out the 450 yuan one-month salary that a few screams came from behind him.

"Melon doll! You can recruit people, why do you pay such a high salary?!" The first thing that came was the second aunt's exclamation. Wang Bo's big move shocked her, so that she was a little moved.

"450 a month? Bo'er, your salary is too scary, right? I think it's almost done at most 350." The little girl also agreed.

"Don't talk about 350, I think anyone will do 300! Have you ever calculated that Boer also makes food for others. The three meals a day cost a few yuan! 450 yuan is completely lost. 450 a month, and it's about 5,000 a year, and there's a year-end bonus... Oh, this is much more cost-effective than farming." I don't know, but I was shocked when I calculated it. My aunt was so rough and if she had worked for a year, it would be a few thousand yuan. This is much more comfortable than being a farmer digging food in the fields, and she had good food every day!

The illiterate Wang Jichang and Zeng Fanyu were shocked when they heard that Wang Bo was going to pay someone a salary of 450 a month. Wang Jichang faced his face on the spot to object:

"Who gives such a high salary! Three hundred, up to three hundred!" He remembered the pitiful days when he guarded the gate for eighty or ninety yuan a month a few years ago. Now his son offers people five times the high salary he earned at the beginning. How could Wang Jichang bear it?

"Baoer, this... isn't this salary a little high?" Zeng Fanyu also felt that the salary was too high. She couldn't make so much money even if she feeds more than 10 or 20 pigs a year.

Seeing that the salary he paid was opposed by everyone, Wang Bo couldn't help but smile bitterly. He thought that even if he was "Zhou Pai", he could not expect that his relatives and parents were "Zhou Pai" more than him. Wang Bo thought about it a little and understood the reason why he was unanimously opposed: in addition to the limitations brought by his knowledge and the times, the main reason was that "the butt determines the head". If someone else was the boss and they were working people, they would probably not think that the salary was "too high" and "too scary".

Wang Bo had no choice but to stop the brush and patiently explain to his parents and relatives:

"Dad, mom, aunt, empress, do you think I pay a high salary? Yes, compared with other waiters, this salary does seem to be relatively high. However, it is not so easy to get a monthly salary of 450 yuan for me to successfully get.

"First of all, working hours, from 7 a.m. to 7 p.m., for a full twelve hours, I have to work in the store. I can only play for two days a month.

"Secondly, the work content is to clean the dishes, clean and clean, including washing dishes, and do other chores whenever you want, such as cleaning, organizing ingredients, and even buying goods and purchasing. In a word, you have to do whatever you want when you see a way out. You must not be working all the way, but you are playing around with it. It is never easy for you to have a day inside and out.

"Third, in my opinion, the most important attitude towards work! We are in the service industry, and customers are our gods, so in my store, no one is allowed to come to work with emotions. Even if you die, your mother and your father die, you have to smile. Smiling service is the most basic requirement of our store."

"fourth,……"

Wang Bo talked about his requirements for future employees one by one. As he told him, the two ladies who felt that their salary was high gradually changed their faces, and he felt that his nephew had too many requirements.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the rice noodle shop had almost no business. So the two ladies were about to say goodbye, and they had to go back to make dinner for their husbands and children.

But my aunt Zhong Xiaomin stayed and sat in front of her, chatting about homework with her idle mother.

At this time, Wang Jichang walked out of the kitchen and happily told Wang Bo that apart from the chicken sauce in clear soup, there were not many left in the other five pots of sauce, and there were at most twenty or thirty bowls of sauce.

"Is that so, dad? The business is good today! Then we have to go to the farmers' market to buy a batch of raw materials, otherwise there will be nothing to sell tomorrow." Wang Bo was surprised when he heard that the six pots of sauce were almost sold out. According to his own estimate, no matter how good the business was, the six pots of sauce would have to be sold for about two days, but he didn't expect it to be sold out in less than a day.

"I'm here to tell you about this." Wang Jichang said with a smile, "Then I'll go buy things. You and your mother take care of the shop!"

"You go, dad. You don't have to worry about it here. My mom and I know how to do it. By the way, you can buy more this time and we will make more sauce tonight."

As soon as Wang Jichang left, his aunt immediately congratulated Wang Bo: "Congratulations! You guys have a good start today."

"Haha, the business today is pretty good! But I just don't know what will happen tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. The reason why the business today is so good is that many people come over to taste the freshness because of curiosity. Once this freshness is over, there will not be so many people." Wang Bo responded with a smile, still maintaining an attitude of "not being arrogant or impatient" and "humble and cautious".

Of course, he was not completely modest. As early as the decoration of "Zeng Sao Rice Noodles", curious guests came in to ask when the opening and said that they would come to try it out. Among these diners today, a large number of them were the guests who had come in and asked about them. And everyone was curious about a newly opened rice noodle shop, and it still looked so distinctive and unique from the outside to the inside. So why not go in and taste it? If the taste is good, you may come and eat it next time; if the taste is average, you will generally not come again. There are too many rice noodle shops in Sifang and there are many delicious ones. What is the reason to go to which one?

"Don't worry, your rice noodles tastes so good, and those who have eaten them will definitely come back. To be honest, in Sifang, I have never eaten such delicious rice noodles. So, your business will only get better and worse!"

"Haha, Aunt, then I'll accept your auspicious words!" Wang Bo laughed, "When I make money, I will definitely treat you to a big meal!"

"There is no need for this big meal. You are just starting out now and you haven't made any money. But my aunt wants to ask you a question, that is... I just don't know if it's right..." Zhong Xiaomin, who has always been outspoken, felt a little embarrassed at this time, looking like he wanted to speak but stopped.

"What's wrong? Ask me, aunt, I know everything."

"Just... Didn't I see you just now and I'm going to recruit people? Do you think... Auntie is OK?" After Zhang Xiaomin, who was never nervous in front of his nephew, said for some reason, became nervous, his heart was thumping, and he jumped much faster than usual.

Wang Bo thought of everything. For example, he thought that my aunt might be curious about how many bowls she sold today and was even more curious about how much she sold. He was also planning to tell her about her income today in half, but he didn't expect that my aunt would actually want to come to the store to be a waiter!

"Auntie, you... aren't you kidding me?" Wang Bo looked at Zhong Xiaomin with wide eyes.

"Your aunt is serious, who is joking with you!" Zeng Fanyu, who was standing behind Wang Bo, tapped Wang Bo's head with his hand and said seriously, "Xiaomin just told me that she wanted to come to the store to help. Your uncle, my aunt is so kind to you on weekdays. You have to help you even if you don't help you!" Zeng Fanyu rarely showed his strong side in front of his son, or in Wang Bo's impression, his mother has never said anything serious in front of him in her life, and she has not said a word. Today, for the sake of my aunt's affairs, his mother has become serious for the first time.

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