Chapter 351: Marching into the Magic City
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Jiang Mengyue and Tiancheng expressed their thoughts.
"I've often seen videos comparing prices in Northeast China and Shanghai."
"I'm just curious why prices in the Magic City are so high."
"A plate of mixed vegetables can cost more than a thousand?!"
"Of course, I didn't consider whether it was illegal or not. I just wanted to bring down the prices in the Magic City."
"I'm so strong now, why don't I do something to change the world?"
"I don't know what to do, but I just look at those capitalists and get angry."
"Alas, it's a pity that the country doesn't want me to crack down on those capitalists."
"Why protect those people? Wouldn't it be better for me to drop the bomb?"
"With my financial resources, I can definitely bring down the prices."
Tiancheng watched Jiang Mengyue talking.
Smile and don't speak.
It's just the language of children.
There's no need to refute, just go with the flow.
It's also a naive dream.
Tiancheng has calculated that if Jiang Mengyue relies on her current strength, it will be difficult for her to lower the prices in the Magic City without resorting to force.
If military force is used, Jiang Mengyue can lower the prices everywhere without spending any money.
This is excluding the host.
Tiancheng had some guesses about Jiang Mengyue's host.
Tiancheng knew that Jiang Mengyue could produce weapons, after all, the clones were produced by the main unit.
But in addition to these, there are other things that can be produced.
The scope, Tiancheng doesn’t know.
At least, Tiancheng knew that Jiang Mengyue could produce graphics cards.
Tiancheng also had no idea how much resources Jiang Mengyue consumed to produce these things.
Tiancheng respects Jiang Mengyue's personal secrets, but not that much.
She would not ask questions proactively, but would observe and study.
If Tiancheng knew that Jiang Mengyue was developing in the "left foot stepping on right foot to reach the sky" type of way, Tiancheng's worldview would probably collapse.
Because Tiancheng’s current speculation is that Jiang Mengyue cannot produce those basic resources, because the gains may not outweigh the losses.
Although with Jiang Mengyue's brain, she might really produce those things.
But isn't it a bit disrespectful to the Siren host to do this kind of thing?
Next, Jiang Mengyue began to talk about her plans for the future.
"Book me a building, a whole one."
Jiang Mengyue looked at Tiancheng, and there seemed to be a flame of excitement in her eyes.
"I also want a big sign, so I'll write, Jiang Zhiwei Canteen."
Jiang Mengyue couldn't think of a name, so she decided to use the name of self-heating rice.
No one uses that name anyway.
Her last name is also Jiang, so she can use it.
Is such that.
"The words on the sign should be big, with a line of small words underneath."
"Three yuan for a ticket, and you get to eat for free."
Tiancheng did not ask whether the ticket price was unreasonable because Jiang Mengyue had already decided on it.
"Tiancheng, just decide how many chefs and stalls to arrange on each floor."
"Don't let the chefs get too tired just because we have too few chefs. That's not good."
Tiancheng thought that her master was still so kind.
"But I have a request."
Tiancheng quickly took out a pen and paper and prepared to take notes.
Although, Tiancheng can remember it without writing it down in a notebook.
But, this is to prevent Jiang Mengyue from saying it is one request, in fact, it is hundreds of millions of requests.
Jiang Mengyue thought for a moment and said, "Hmm..."
"There are two parts in the chef's stall."
"One part is fixed, requiring the chef to put out noodle-related food here, such as buns, steamed buns, and various kinds of noodles."
"You can't put anything else there. You must pay attention to this!"
"That is to say..." Tiancheng asked: "Master, this part requires the chef to serve the staple food?"
"That's right." Jiang Mengyue nodded with satisfaction.
"Then, Master, what about rice? Fried rice or something like that? Porridge?" Tiancheng continued to ask.
"Eh..."
Jiang Mengyue was stunned.
"Oh, add it, I didn't expect that!"
Tiancheng smiled and nodded, and wrote this item in the notebook: The master wants staple food.
After taking note, Tiancheng motioned Jiang Mengyue to continue.
"Okay, one part is the staple food, and the other part is left to the chef to play freely."
"Let the chefs do whatever they want, whatever they want, and let them do whatever they want."
"Oh... I see." Tiancheng recorded and said, "Then, regarding these two parts, my lord, what is the proportion of the staple food area and the proportion of the omnivorous food area? Is it half and half?"
Jiang Mengyue thought for a moment and said, "The staple food area accounts for eight, and the omnivorous food area accounts for two."
"Oh...one fifth..." Tiancheng recorded it.
Jiang Mengyue continued, "Remember, chef, I want good ones, not just any random ones."
"You have to guarantee the quality for me. I have no shortage of money." Jiang Mengyue said generously.
Tiancheng nodded and took notes.
"Then, I'm going to do an elimination system. Didn't I rent a building?"
"We'll implement the elimination system based on the floors. If there are too many chefs on one floor, we'll do it based on that floor. If there are too few chefs on each floor, we'll do it based on two floors. It's up to you, Tiancheng."
"If it's a layer, which chef on this layer consumes the least food this month? In other words, the least number of people eat his food."
"Just pay the salary, eliminate them, and replace them."
"Hmm...wait a minute. I don't want the chef to be too ambitious. It might not be appropriate to eliminate him directly. If he has tried his best, or his food is novel and fills a gap, but no one tries it, don't eliminate him."
"It's not okay to tire people out."
Tiancheng nodded to show that she had been listening.
Although the request Jiang Mengyue raised was quite troublesome, this was her master after all, and she would give Jiang Mengyue a perfect answer.
"You must guarantee the quality of the chef. I want the food to be delicious. It doesn't matter where the chef comes from, as long as it's delicious, I'll accept it. I don't want the chef who has many honors but makes terrible food. I definitely don't want that."
"Pay me the same salary as the head chefs of those star-rated hotels."
"My lord, is this a little too high?" Tiancheng felt that this was a little inappropriate.
"Then..." Jiang Mengyue followed Tiancheng's advice, "Then lower it a little, how much lower, Tiancheng decides, I want that kind of..."
“It’s a salary that makes people jealous. It’s a salary that makes people want to fly over from all over the world to work here.”
"Then the moral character of the person should not be too bad, at least the quality should be guaranteed, and then the taste, the taste must be good!"
Tiancheng nodded.
Jiang Mengyue mentioned the taste many times, and Tiancheng has marked this as the key point.
"Okay, that's all. I have no other requests."
Jiang Mengyue lay back on the sofa, then stood up, took a sip of drink, and lay back down again.
Tiancheng looked at the records in his notebook.
Well, it is indeed a lot of requirements.
But it can be easily achieved.
There is no problem.
Then, Tiancheng asked, "Master, are you looking for advertisers?"
“Sponsorship from advertisers may reduce your financial pressure.”
"Well... go ahead." Jiang Mengyue said.
"Okay," Tiancheng began to ask the next question: "Is there anything you would like in terms of the decoration style of the building?"
"Tiancheng can just watch over this."
"OK..."
Then Amagi asked a few more questions.
Jiang Mengyue’s answer was mostly to let Tiancheng do whatever he wanted.
It is obvious that Jiang Mengyue wants to be a hands-off boss.
Tiancheng looked at the notes and saw many questions she had prepared in advance.
After crossing out some questions, select a few and ask again.
The result is still the same.
Jiang Mengyue gave up and left everything to Tiancheng.
Soon, Tiancheng only had one last question to ask Jiang Mengyue.
"Master, have you chosen the address of the building?"
Jiang Mengyue said without even thinking: "Where there are a lot of people!"
"Ok, I see."
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