Chapter 69

"You want me to be the messenger?" Hand hit suddenly can't keep up with Qingyu's idea.

"No."

Qingyu shook his head again, gently tapped the table with his fingers and said, "it's not you, it's your store. I want your store to be my post station for delivering messages. I put the messages here when I come to eat noodles, and others take the messages away when they eat noodles. You can be regarded as... Storekeeper at most!"

"Well, I see. As long as the frequency is not too many and does not affect my normal business, there is no problem." I'll understand it with one hand. It's just temporary storage. It's not difficult.

"Then it's a deal!"

Qingyu showed a satisfied smile on his face. He knew that hand fighting would live for a long time, and Yile Ramen wouldn't have any problems.

This store.

When he faces some situations in the future.

May play a vital role.

Now pave the way for this matter. There is no best situation. Even if it happens, there is a plan to deal with it.

"Hand hit big brother."

"Now let me tell you about the membership card."

"I calculated it according to the condition of the Watergate."

"Of course."

"It has something to do with my previous credit."

Qingyu scratched his head and showed an embarrassed look, in order to let the hand beat believe his words.

"I can sum up a few points from here."

"First, there may be many strict wives like shuimen in the village. They don't have any pocket money. As a result, when they pass by the door, they smell noodles and have no money to eat. This will also make you miss some opportunities to make money."

"Second, there may be a situation in the village where we forgot to bring money when we ate noodles last time. Then credit can be accepted once or twice. Isn't that true for everyone over a long time? It's not only troublesome for you to keep accounts by hand, but also troublesome to ask for money. In the end, some people may have a king's meal."

"Third, in fact, many people do not have much resistance in the face of concessions."

"Based on the above three points."

"I thought of the membership card model."

"We can let customers pay in advance for Yile membership card, and give you the money before eating noodles by storing value in their personal account."

"This can greatly solve the problem of insufficient private money and avoid overlord meals."

"Corresponding..."

"We can offer some preferential measures."

"For example, if the stored value reaches a certain amount, the consumption will be 10% off, and if it is higher, the consumption will be 20% off..."

"So."

"We can ask the people in the village to pay first and then eat noodles. After each meal, you can cross off a sum on their bill."

Qingyu boasted and brought the concept of membership card in modern society to the past.

According to the memory of Muye village residents.

There are still a lot of strict henpecking.

In addition, wives are very interested in discounts.

This also makes Qingyu choose to introduce stored value discounts rather than stored value gifts.

"Good idea!"

After listening patiently to Qingyu's words, he patted the table directly.

He doesn't have that creative talent.

Let him think of a plan.

He can't think of it.

But when he heard Qingyu's plan, he immediately judged that it was a very suitable plan.

If used properly.

Yile Ramen will certainly occupy favorable business opportunities in Muye village.

It will also cause other merchants to follow suit.

"I've finished the concept of membership card. Please finalize the specific rules yourself. Now the money is stored under my membership card name. Every time Watergate comes to eat noodles, it will be deducted from my account." Qingyu said with a smile.

"No problem!" He gave Qingyu a thumb and said, "I'll give you the biggest discount."

"Don't slip your tongue, brother. You know what I know about my membership card. Just know what Watergate knows. You don't need to say it. Even if Watergate pretends to ask, you should cooperate with him to complete the performance." Qingyu explained.

"Hahaha, Qingyu, don't worry, I'm trustworthy!" He winked at Qingyu with his hand, and whispered in his heart that these young people can play very well now. They are so clever in hiding private money.

But

This membership card is really feasible!

How many people in the village have to save their private money!

Hand fighting has begun a wonderful imagination.

"Hand hit brother. Take your time. I'll go first."

Qingyu waved to his hand, got up and left Yile ramen noodle shop.

This membership card.

He did it on purpose.

This time I got some money at Yamanaka's house.

It would be best if he could live a quiet life in the future.

But.

If anyone bothers his silence again.

He doesn't mind saving each other's money into a membership card of Le ramen.

This is the money laundering of wood leaf version!

It is precisely because of the event of Xiongtai Yamanaka that Qingyu realizes that there may be some things he can't hide from.

He doesn't like trouble.

But sometimes trouble comes to the door.

Then we must arrange some backup ways for ourselves in order to deal with all kinds of possible crises.

After Qingyu came out of Yile ramen noodle shop, he walked directly towards the dark dormitory.

He's going back to bed.

There will be a storm sweeping Muye village these days.

Tuan Zang is very angry.

The consequences are serious.

He wants to avoid a little, but he doesn't want to be involved again.

In a few minutes.

Qingyu's figure walking in the streets is not abnormal, and still maintains the same pace frequency.

But

He had a very clear feeling.

Someone is staring at him.

Suddenly.

Qingyu turns to the left at the intersection in front. Instead of returning to the dark dormitory, he walks towards the woods.

There are few people in the direction of the grove.

In this way, it can be determined whether someone followed him or inadvertently watched him.

He just took a few steps after turning the corner.

The feeling of being watched came out again.

"Sure enough."

Qingyu lowered his head, slightly tilted the corners of his mouth, with an imperceptible radian, and the cold killing machine twinkled in his eyes.

He kept his pace.

Went straight into the grove.

The feeling of being watched persisted and did not disappear because he entered the grove.

Qingyu walks towards the grove and goes deeper and deeper. There is a sense of gaze, but the other party hasn't appeared.

The other party doesn't show up.

He doesn't stop.

Look who's calm.

Gradually.

More than ten minutes have passed.

Whoosh!

Suddenly.

A figure flashed out and stopped in front of Qingyu. The expression on his face was slightly ferocious.

"So you are Qingyu!"

The person who follows Qingyu is ah Wu, who has met before and sells sugar gourd.

A member of the remnant party in the old times.

"Where is Lord Xiongtai?"

Ah Wu asked in a questioning tone. His voice seemed to squeeze out of his teeth, containing deep anger.

He knows that Xiongtai has gone to find Qingyu.

But he doesn't know who Qingyu is.

It was not until Mr. Xiongtai disappeared that he found Qingyu through intelligence. Only then did he know that it was the person who bought sugar gourd that day.

At that moment.

He immediately realized that something might be wrong with Qingyu.

"Are you looking for Mr. Xiong Tai?"

Qingyu raises her eyes and looks at ah Wu. The corners of her mouth rise and show a smile.

"You asked the right person. I just know where he is. Come with me..."