Chapter 187 A Typhoon is Coming
Chapter 187 A Typhoon is Coming
Time quickly came to 10 a.m.
Since Luo Hao and Luo Qianqian went back to their fishing raft, Lu Xingyu had to continue working as a part-time cook at noon.
To relieve his stress, Zhou Miao brought out the barbecue grill again.
In addition, he also wants to do some small activities to promote his fish raft.
After setting up the grills for all the customers, Zhou Miao specially placed a grill in the empty space in the middle of the sunshade and asked Lu Xiaoxiao to bring over a large amount of lamb skewers.
Although these are frozen meats, they are genuine lamb, and each skewer contains a generous amount.
After lighting the charcoal fire, Zhou Miao tapped the stainless steel basin containing the lamb skewers with a stick, producing a loud noise.
The previously noisy sunshade suddenly fell silent, and the customers all looked at Zhou Miao in the middle with puzzled expressions.
"Friends from all over the world, it's fate that we met at Xuan Gui Fish Raft today."
"Everyone had a great time, and the fish raft was bustling with activity. As the owner of the fish raft, I'm also very happy. So, to give back to everyone, I've decided to give each table ten skewers of lamb that I grilled myself."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a burly man stood up and clapped, "Great! The boss is generous!"
"The owner is really generous. I saw these lamb skewers; each skewer is quite large. Elsewhere, these would be large skewers and cost ten yuan!"
Another man also stood up and clapped, though his voice wasn't as loud as the first big man's.
But he must be from the south, so he knows the prices here and pointed this out to let everyone know that Zhou Miao really gave a lot this time.
"I can't just take advantage of the boss's generosity. Waiter, I'd like a case of beer."
The third person was also a man, who looked to be in his thirties.
Those who know him well would be surprised to see him, because this man is Qin Han. He has come several times since Zhou Miao Fish Raft opened, and he always leaves with a full load of fish every night.
Zhou Miao was stunned when he heard this. In fact, he had arranged for two shills to come and support him, but he did not expect that the old customer would cooperate so well.
With him taking the lead, other tourists followed suit, and most of the skewers and drinks were sold out in no time.
Zhou Miao quickly grilled some skewers and then had Lu Xiaoxiao and Zheng Xiaojia deliver them to them.
As waitresses, they also had tasks to complete.
With each plate delivered, they would politely ask the customer for a positive review, and would also mention something about what happened that morning.
Many customers are sensible and, after tasting the lamb skewers and confirming that they weren't being fooled with synthetic meat, they readily gave positive reviews.
As a result, the number of reviews for group buying on Douyin jumped from over 180 to over 220.
After finishing grilling the lamb skewers, Zhou Miao sat down to rest and browsed the online reviews.
When Zhou Miao saw that many customers were talking about how the owners of the fish rafts had been arrested that morning for illegally setting up fish traps, while they could rest assured here because they had licenses, Zhou Miao felt very satisfied.
Even if the positive reviews are fake, tourists will be more inclined to choose his fish raft for their trips in the future.
As for other fish raft owners being envious of their poor business, Zhou Miao wasn't worried.
When he came to Nanzhen, he was no longer the person who had no foundation when he first arrived. Moreover, through Yu Muzhou, he understood what Nanzhen's cultural tourism industry truly wanted.
One approach is to develop the fishing raft culture of Nanzhen, transforming the area into a tourist town, generating income for local residents, and boosting the economy.
They don't care whether the fish raft owners here make money or not, but they also won't watch them actually lose their jobs and then cause trouble.
Therefore, Zhou Miao can compete and make the fish raft bigger and stronger. There can even be only one marine park here, but he cannot let others go hungry.
As long as this is guaranteed, the bigger his career becomes, the more stable his position will be. Don't miss Chapter 187: The Typhoon is Coming (Full Text Available Now). Click here.
As for whether someone will steal the fruits of our labor?
It remains to be seen whether Zhou Miao can align his interests with those of these people in the future.
Yu Muzhou was the one whose peaches were taken from him, but he was smart enough not to cause trouble and instead took a step back and gave up.
Then, through behind-the-scenes maneuvering, enemies can be turned into friends.
Now, he not only lives a carefree life, but also has a very strong network of connections.
If he could, Zhou Miao wouldn't actually like to pursue a career; he'd rather be supported by someone and just relax.
Life is only a few decades long. If you weren't born into a good family and didn't reach the top of the food chain, then make sure you live the rest of your life comfortably.
After resting for a while, Zhou Miao didn't ask the busy Lu Xingyu to cook for them at noon. The grill was right next to them, so he just grilled some food for himself.
After they had filled their stomachs and the customers had almost finished eating, he took them to collect the fish traps.
Just as he expected, he actually caught a small number of swimming crabs, a considerable number of stone crabs, and even a lot of shrimp.
When the other customers saw the results, several of them immediately booked all twenty-five fish traps for the afternoon.
Originally, while the other fish raft owners were still locked up, these fish rafts were sure to make a good profit.
Unfortunately, the typhoon happened to arrive at that exact moment.
Not long after receiving the notification on his phone, Luo Hao arrived looking gloomy.
"Damn it, I finally managed to make some money, and then this damn fate comes along and messes things up."
"It's already November, and there's still a typhoon? That's unbelievable."
Zhou Miao said helplessly, "Complaining won't help. Someone will come tomorrow to help reinforce the fish rafts while we wait for the typhoon to arrive."
"If we don't properly reinforce the fish rafts, they might be blown away by a typhoon, and the losses will be even greater."
Luo Hao plopped down in a chair, still looking sullen: "To be honest, there are usually one or two typhoons here every year, but this year no typhoons have hit us. I thought we were lucky this year."
"I didn't expect them to come when our business is good, but rather when they are not coming at all. That's why I'm annoyed."
"But as you said, we can only take precautions against natural disasters; there's nothing we can do about it."
"Okay, we've reinforced our side. We'll come help you out then," Zhou Miao nodded and said.
"Okay, I'll have to trouble you then."
Luo Hao's fishing raft was the same size as his, but there were only two people on it, so they probably couldn't handle it all and needed his help. Therefore, he didn't stand on ceremony.
The arrival of the typhoon dampened everyone's spirits, except for Zheng Xiaojia, who was secretly delighted because she could take a paid vacation.
The night passed peacefully, and the next day, Zhou Miao and the others slept in late.
We are closed today due to the typhoon.
When they got up, the fish raft was already quite lively.
The owners of the fish rafts have indeed been released, and everyone is busy stacking up the tables and chairs and tying them up with ropes.
Many people simply move the tables and chairs directly to the front of the wooden house and then tie the tables and chairs to the wooden house with thick ropes.
Zhou Miao didn't tidy up the tables and chairs in the morning. Instead, he turned off the main power switch and then put away all the solar panels.
Especially the sunshade pieces, which were disassembled piece by piece and carried into the wooden house.
In fact, the fish rafts are sturdy, and unless it is a super typhoon with wind force of level 15 or above, these solar panels cannot be blown away.
But no matter what, Zhou Miao still needed to put on a show to avoid becoming an oddball.
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