Chapter 98

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"Fatso, help me with something. Apply for a restaurant business license and a health permit. Yes, as fast as possible. I need it urgently."

"Old Meng, are you free? Of course, I have work for you... Do you know anyone who can do interior decoration? What? You have a team? You, who digs ponds, can do interior decoration? Alright, come to me as soon as possible."

"Annie, when are you coming back? Bring me some things when you return."

After making a few calls, Lei Xihuan's plan began to take shape.

Yes, Xihai Group is indeed powerful, but this is Xiantao Village.

This is Brother Xihuan's home turf.

Fighting on home turf, Brother Xihuan is confident of his advantage!

Moreover, he has a trump card that no one else has!

Little Fatso!

If you want to fight, let's fight!

For the first time, Brother Xihuan felt a surge of enthusiasm, confident that he could take on even the strongest opponent!

Old Meng, upon hearing about the business, ran faster than anyone else.

He is the type who will do anything that can make money.

The pond cleaning business isn't doing well these days, so developing a side business would help him get by.

Not to mention, if you ask him if he can refit an aircraft carrier, he would nod without hesitation.

As long as there's money to be made.

"Boss Lei, Boss Lei, have a cigarette, have a cigarette." Old Meng smiled and offered a cigarette.

"I've already said I don't smoke. And why do you keep calling me Boss Lei?"

"Little Lei, Little Lei." Old Meng chuckled and lit a cigarette for himself: "In business, everyone is a boss. Besides, you've leased ten acres of fish ponds, making you a standard fish boss."

"Alright, I really have a business for you."

Lei Xihuan took Old Meng to his old house and explained his idea to turn it into a restaurant.

Surprisingly, Old Meng looked like an expert, examining the place inside and out, measuring with a tape measure, and calculating distances.

"The renovation will be difficult," Old Meng frowned. "I don't think it can be done for less than 1000 per square meter."

"Old Meng, goodbye." Lei Xihuan waved his hand.

"Don't go yet, why are you saying goodbye?" Old Meng panicked.

Lei Xihuan pointed to the house: "1000 per square meter? Why not 10,000? I'm not getting married and need to decorate a new house. I just want a simple countryside restaurant. Clear out the stuff here and here, make four private rooms on the second floor, a cash register on the first floor, and place a few square and round tables... Keep it simple... Give me a fair price..."

"Little Lei, let me be honest with you." Old Meng threw away the cigarette butt: "It's not as simple as just having a house in the countryside. Your house needs to be renovated..."

"No renovation, just do it as I said."

"Alright, alright." Old Meng looked a bit troubled: "The simplest way. Four private rooms, with air conditioning... I'll tell you, 0.5 HP window units... 6000 per room, 24,000 for four rooms..."

"Wait, how did you come up with that price?" Lei Xihuan interrupted: "I'll buy the air conditioners myself, just leave space for them... For the floor, use 100 RMB per square meter composite flooring... Use wallpaper for the walls... Including doors and labor, how did you come up with 6000 per room?"

Old Meng was at a loss: "Little Lei, you're my boss, you really know how to save money? If I'm not careful, I'll end up losing money on this deal."

"Help me out, Old Meng, I'm short on cash." Lei Xihuan smiled: "The simplest renovation, help me save as much as you can. When the restaurant opens, I'll give you a 90% discount."

"Who would come to this place?" Old Meng muttered.

But he couldn't resist Lei Xihuan's persistence. Considering he had no business recently, they haggled and finally agreed on 35,000 RMB for the entire renovation, including the stairs, kitchen, and lighting.

Old Meng sighed, thinking he had landed a big deal, only to find himself having to tighten his belt again.

Lei Xihuan had everything planned out.

This stone exhibition is a challenge for him, but also an opportunity.

If he can succeed, Fairy Mountain will gain a reputation. As long as there's interest, there will be tourists.

What's most important when tourists come? Accommodation and food.

He can't provide accommodation yet, and it would require a significant investment, but he can offer food right away.

Especially his old house, which is next to the fish pond. Guests can fish and eat their catch, a unique experience not available elsewhere.

The vegetables are also ready, all organic and homegrown.

Most importantly, he is the only restaurant in Xiantao Village.

Next, he started buying chickens, ducks, and geese from the villagers.

Every household in the village raises poultry. Except for the egg-laying chickens, which they are reluctant to sell, everything else was bought by Lei Xihuan.

Even the few chickens and ducks from Village Chief Xu's house were bought by Lei Xihuan.

"Xihuan, what do you need so many chickens, ducks, and geese for?" Village Chief Xu asked, counting the money.

"To eat."

"Eat?" Village Chief Xu stopped and stared: "You want to eat that much by yourself?"

"Uncle Xu, tourists will soon be coming to Xiantao Village." Lei Xihuan was confident: "I'm opening a restaurant. When city guests come, they'll want to eat our local chickens and ducks."

"Dream on, will anyone come to our village?" Village Chief Xu didn't believe it.

"Just wait and see." Lei Xihuan smiled: "Uncle Xu, whose land is in front of my house?"

"The two mu of land? Mine, what's up?"

"Let me lease it. I'll give you 3000 RMB per year."

"Really?"

"Really."

Village Chief Xu quickly calculated in his head.

His two mu of land, not a peach orchard, usually grows sweet potatoes and other crops, earning little. Now, leasing it to Lei Xihuan would bring in 3000 RMB annually.

Since lending money to Second Fatso, he had been tight on cash.

"I'll pay you for one year first, and I'll also repay the money I borrowed from you and the other uncles and aunts in the village." Lei Xihuan guessed this.

Village Chief Xu was eager and asked cautiously: "Xihuan, did you make a fortune in some business? Be honest with Uncle Xu."

"Just raising fish and growing vegetables."

"Sure, I believe that." Village Chief Xu didn't believe it: "Raising fish and growing vegetables can make you rich? Don't do anything illegal, Xihuan."

"Don't worry, Uncle Xu, I'll bring the money tomorrow morning."

"Oh, no rush."

After settling things with Uncle Xu, Brother Xihuan rushed to Sister Lu's house.

He had already discussed with Brother Water to have Sister Lu work for him.

First, to help her family, and second, because Sister Lu is hardworking.

Brother Xihuan entrusted the chickens, ducks, and geese to Sister Lu and gave her some money for expenses.

Sister Lu didn't really believe that tourists would come to Xiantao Village; they all go to the neighboring Yanhu Village.

But seeing Lei Xihuan so enthusiastic, she didn't want to dampen his spirits.

"Sister Lu, come help me when the restaurant opens."

"Sure, I know." Sister Lu nodded: "Xihuan, don't worry about the salary. I'll wait until you make money."

Lei Xihuan smiled: "Sister Lu, you also think no one will come, right? Hehe, when our restaurant becomes famous, I'll hire you as the manager."

"Sure, sure." Sister Lu laughed: "Manager? I'm just a country bumpkin, clumsy and rough. Helping out is fine, but manager? Don't scare me."

Lei Xihuan laughed, not taking it seriously.

With these preparations in place, the biggest issue now was to deal with a "big shot."

Back at his house, Brother Xihuan darted into the kitchen.

He used all his culinary skills, frying, stir-frying, braising, and steaming, making seven or eight dishes, filling the house with delicious aromas.

He placed the dishes on the table and called out by the pond: "Little Fatso, Little Fatso."

Little Fatso had already smelled the food but remembered how dangerous the human world is, so he hid at the bottom of the pond. Hearing Brother Xihuan's call, he knew the danger was over and eagerly emerged.

"Respected Divine Dragon Little Fatso, please have your meal." Lei Xihuan respectfully invited Little Fatso to the table, standing there with a smile, hands crossed.

He looked like a professional waiter from a five-star hotel.

Seeing so much delicious food, Little Fatso's eyes widened.

Wow, today is a lucky day!

Just as he was about to feast, Little Fatso became suspicious of Brother Xihuan's behavior.

Something's wrong, something's wrong, there's a problem.

Why did Brother Xihuan suddenly make so much food? Why is he standing like a waiter?

Looking at that smile, it seemed more like a sly grin.

There's a saying, isn't there?

Unsolicited kindness, either a trick or a theft!

Little Fatso, be cautious, don't fall into Brother Xihuan's trap!

"Little Fatso, eat, I promise there's no poison." Brother Xihuan's sly grin turned into a fawning smile.

Historically, the sly ministers by the emperor's side probably smiled just like Brother Xihuan now.

Little Fatso shook his head.

Poison? Have you ever heard of a divine dragon being poisoned?

But the more Brother Xihuan smiled, the more Little Fatso felt something was wrong.

"Look, Little Fatso, this is a steamed bream, top-notch. This is a braised pork ball, the best I can make." Lei Xihuan was eager: "I'm showing off my skills today because I want to thank you for your hard work. I promise not to compete with you!"

This is serious!

Little Fatso was terrified. What does Brother Xihuan want? Does he want to braise and eat me?

Although I'm plump and tempting, even to myself, I can't let Brother Xih