Travel through the 90s with the system, dig your own grave first at the beginning

"Okay, then you need to keep an eye on the renovation and reconstruction of the shop at the back. Do you want to get salary or dividends?" After the matter is settled, it's time to bring up the money matter, and the brothers still have to settle the accounts.

"I want dividends." Do you still need to consider this? From what Gu Zishu said, this food city has a very promising future. Coupled with Gu Zishu's ingredients, the profit is not perfect. All fools know that dividends must be paid.

"Okay, the dividends will be decided later. Our house will be renovated and renovated soon. The top priority now is to find an accountant and apply for a gourmet food company. These things need to be done by you. Do you have any opinions?" Gu Zishu After calculating what needed to be done later, he talked to Tao Jiabao.

"Leave all these things to me, and I promise to do a good job for you." Tao Jiabao patted his chest, finally feeling that his career had taken a step forward.

The two were discussing some details, including the name of the food company, which needed to be decided as soon as possible. Before they could decide, the sound of a car was heard outside.

Gu Zishu looked up and saw that it was Song Youqian who he had made an appointment with.

"Miss Gu, did you invite me here to see the detailed design drawings of the courtyard?" Song Youqian still had a fiery personality. He came down with his things and was about to turn over the documents for Gu Zishu to read.

"Don't worry about that. I came here to talk to you about a business today. I don't know if your company has a construction deadline. This is more urgent." Gu Zishu hurriedly welcomed the person in.

"Yes, we happen to have two construction sites that have been completed here. Don't worry, you guys in the courtyard, our people can take on another project." Song Youqian told the truth.

"Song Gong, take a look at this place. It will be demolished and rebuilt. I need to build a food city. The building should be similar to the original building. The original ancient style architecture should be used inside. I want to turn the first and second floors into food stalls. I want to make the top Can you think of a higher-end store?" Gu Zishu said while drawing, conveying his meaning clearly.

Tao Jiabao next to him also added some more. After all, he had a clear idea of ​​the kitchen settings, so some of the requests were made by him.

As soon as Song Youqian looked at the certificate, he knew exactly where it was. The place had been empty for a long time, but he didn't expect that Gu Zishu would take it down.

Listening to the other party's request, it seems that it is not an outrageous request, it is just a common request, and it is not considered to be embarrassing.

"Okay, we will go over and have a look at that time, but if you want to make it in an antique style, you may need to use more wood products, and you may need to spend more on fire protection." Song Youqian said to Gu Zishu carefully, there are many people None of them are willing to spend the extra money, but they need to make it clear beforehand.

"Let's do it according to the best fire prevention and ventilation aspects." After spending a lot of money, Gu Zishu no longer cares about such small things. Besides, these are the problems that the food city is most worried about. Song has the money to consider these problems. Gu Zishu was even more reassured. This person not only had experience in repairing courtyards, but also seemed to have experience in other aspects.

"Okay, then I'll give you a picture as soon as possible after seeing it in person." Song Youqian took over the business.

"Okay, I'm sorry to bother you. By the way, we need to rebuild the house, and I want to donate some valuable things in it directly to the museum. See if you know the relevant people and let them go and take a look. Let’s see what things are valuable.” It doesn’t bother the two masters. Song has the money to restore ancient buildings, so he must have connections in this area.

"Miss Gu is a generous person. I will contact someone to check on this matter." Song Youqian immediately agreed to the matter.

"The houses on both sides have different accounts, sorry to trouble you." Gu Zishu thought for a while and explained.

Song Youqian nodded, they understood this.

The three of them discussed the details again. Song Youqian left the detailed drawings of the courtyard and left in a hurry.

"Oh, it's done. The house is waiting to be started. Our food city is just around the corner. Let's think about the name quickly and decide on the name first." Tao Jiabao was as excited as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood.

"Don't worry, you have to think about this carefully. When I think about it, I will call you and you can register the company." For a while, Gu Zishu really couldn't think of a good name.

"Okay, in that case, I'll go back first." Tao Jiabao is going to write down a plan after going back. Although most of the shops are ready to be rented out, they will also keep one to operate, so they have to plan carefully so that they can be opened as soon as possible. More than Jiangyue Village and Taoyuanju.

After sending the two people away, Gu Zishu closed the door and entered the room, not in a hurry to go to the end of the world to complete the task.

Building a food city is not something you can just talk about. It requires some planning. Fortunately, Gu Zishu is very good at this.

Halfway through the two hours of work, it was already past 8 o'clock. The noise around him gradually subsided. Gu Zishu stretched, stood up, moved around, changed his clothes, and disappeared into the room.

In the silent carriage, Gu Zishu seemed to have not left, still sitting next to the young man.

The carriage was bumpy and there were faint sounds of crying. Everyone was immersed in the grief of so many people who had just died, and they were afraid that they would be the next to die.

It was like there was a sword of death hanging over his head.

"Everyone, I know everyone is feeling heavy, but I have good news for you. In two hours, if there are no accidents, we will be able to reach base x.

There are government troops and tall walls and power grids there. It is very safe there. No matter what, our lives are hard-won. I hope everyone can continue to live strong. In this end of the world, no one can survive for us. We can only We are strong enough to get through it. One day, maybe some of us can see the end of the apocalypse. At that time, don’t forget the people we walked with and let them know. "A clear female voice came to mind in the carriage.

Everyone's attention was drawn to it.

Although everyone refuses to be irrigated by chicken soup in peacetime, at times like this, I have to say that it brings some direction to these confused people.

Everyone in the carriage seemed to have found their goal, and the road would continue to go. They could only continue to move forward like every time before.

"You want the chef's recipe, right? I'll get it for you. If you want it, you have to teach me martial arts." The silent young man beside him suddenly said.

"Okay, I'll teach you." Gu Zishu said affirmatively.

The 14-year-old boy immediately moved towards the low-pitched chef in front of him.

I don’t know what I said, but after a while, the cell phone I was holding came back.

"All the chef's cooking information is stored here. It's the end of the world and no one is learning cooking from him anymore. He said he would give it to you." The young man directly handed the phone to Gu Zishu.

Gu Zishu glanced at the chef over there, who nodded towards Gu Zishu and then closed his eyes.

Gu Zishu could see the other person's sadness. After all, it would be hard to let go of something he had studied all his life.

Thinking about how many years civilization would be pushed back in the end of the world, Gu Zishu finally took the phone.