Chapter 5 Speer's Fast Food Restaurant

Albert Speer, who became the Minister of Equipment and the leader of the Empire's economy in the original Chrono-Nazi Germany, presided over the entire war economy, promoted a new military production system, mobilized employees in the industry, tapped economic potential, and used prisoners of war and coercion. In order to overcome the shortage of labor and rapidly increase the production of armaments, the foreign workers played a major role in the war in the later period of Nazi Germany, and were later called "the men who extended the life of the Third Reich."

Paul Joseph Goebbels, German statesman and orator. He served as the Minister of National Education and Propaganda Department during the Nazi German period. He was good at giving speeches. He was called "Propaganda Genius" and "Nazi Mouthpiece". He defended Hitler's regime with an iron fist and maintained the system of the Third Reich. Hitler's people".

　　 At this time and space, because Hitler had received the lunch early, there was not much intersection between them until yesterday, it can only be regarded as acquaintance.

　　 This morning the principal called them over to inform them that they had gone through the resignation procedures, and they were a little dazed and decided to go to the bar for a drink.

　　 Goebbels is usually a very arrogant person, he only opened the chattering box after drinking two glasses of dark beer. "Have you known His Royal Highness before?"

　　 Speer shook his head. "I haven't seen it before, how about you?" He is still at a loss. I don't know how the royal prince knew him such an unknown person, and asked him to report to the palace by name.

　　 "I was fortunate enough to meet His Royal Highness Sun before, but His Royal Highness Yannick is notoriously not likely to show up, and I have never seen it either. I heard that His Highness likes to appear in Fengyue Place."..." Speer elbowed Goebbels with his arm, motioning him not to talk nonsense. Goebbels didn't care. "What's the matter, what is the name of Daming's words?'Wake up to the power of the world, drunk and lie on the knees of a beauty; live in this world, be a romantic forever', heroic! A man should be like this. One day I can go to Daming and climb The Great Wall for thousands of miles, see its majesty with your own eyes, and feel the long history."

　　 "..." Get drunk with two beers? Speer looked at Goebbels who talked a little speechlessly. I usually seem to be arrogant and indifferent after drinking a glass of wine. He didn't dare to stay here and let Goebbels go crazy, so he quickly paid for the drink and pulled Goebbels out of the bar.

　　 After sending Goebbels away, Speer returned to his residence, rummaged through the boxes and found a pile of thick design drawings, and began to carefully select them.

　　 The next morning, they met together to the palace, went through the security check and entered the office of His Royal Highness.

　　 "Salute to you, your royal prince." As they met the royal family for the first time, especially the future German emperor, the two seemed very cautious.

　　 "Mr. Speer, Mr. Goebbels, please sit down."

After a few greetings, Speer solemnly handed over a stack of drawings. "His Royal Highness, this is the Deutsche Stadium that I designed." This is the most perfect work he has picked, changed and changed.

　　 "..." Yannick almost laughed when he looked at the thick pile of design drawings. Man, I do know that you have great design skills, but I don't have any extra money to build your magnificent designs.

　　 However, out of courtesy, Yannick accepted the design drawings, flipped a few pretendingly, and then spoke. "Mr. Speer, your design is really excellent. But you should also be aware of the current situation of the empire. Our money is not enough even the compensation, but there is no spare money to carry out these large projects."

　　 "Then you are looking for me?" Speer was a little confused, so why did he call him.

　　 Yannick gave the answer that Speer never dreamed of. "I want to open a restaurant, you manage it for me."

　　 Speer twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and a few drops of cold sweat leaked out on his forehead. "With all due respect, Your Royal Highness, my major is architecture, not business administration. I don't know anything about business. " 　　

Yannick smiled secretly in his heart, you don't need to understand, you are a natural genius like Reinhardt. "It's time for lunch. Miss Anne, go and get two set meals."

　　 Soon Anne and Ina walked in with a dinner plate each and put them in front of them. 　　On the plate is a burger, two chicken drumsticks, a corn salad and three drinks. "Two people, please, don't be restrained."

　　 Speer and Goebbels couldn't help but glance at each other, wondering which one they sang, but it's impossible for your Highness to poison them? Immediately grabbed the burger and started to eat.

　　 "How does it taste" The two nodded at the same time. "Very good." It's not their graceful flattery to His Royal Highness, but the taste is really good.

　　 Yannick smiled slightly. "The taste is not the point. The point is to order at the restaurant I opened. You can get this set meal in less than a minute. It is convenient to take away or eat in the store." 　　

Speer was surprised. "Not a minute? So fast? " Yannick explained. "Because a lot of food can be cooked in advance and kept warm, or reheated when ordering. This kind of restaurant can also be called a fast food restaurant. The most important feature of this kind of restaurant is that it is economical and efficient. This way the price of a set meal can be purchased for an average worker's 0.6 of an hours wage."

Speer nodded thoughtfully. "If it were me, I would choose this kind of shop in order to save time, and it tastes good. The 0.6 hour pay is more selling, after all, the German people are not very rich now."

　　 "So, do you want to help?"

　　 "I can give it a try, but I can only guarantee that I will do my best. I can't guarantee that it will be profitable. I can ask why you want me to do this?" He was really curious. There are a lot of professors and doctors in business management at the University of Berlin. Why do you find him as an assistant professor in the Department of Architecture to manage the restaurant? It's almost the same for him to design a hotel building.

　　 Yannick touched his nose and made up a lie. "I went to school yesterday. I heard that your grades were very good. I asked you to come over and take charge of a few buildings on an impulse. However, I thought I had no money, so I could only wrong you at first. But rest assured, I will let you. Only the building of this kind can work."

　　 "..." Speer listened to Yannick's faint explanation, and picked up the three cups with transparent liquid in them. Small bubbles were constantly in the liquid. He took a sip carefully, an unprecedented refreshing feeling flowing down the esophagus, and couldn't help but exclaim. "This drink tastes good."

The corners of Yannick's mouth were slightly bent. This was a drink made from the later Sprite. "You try these two again."

　　 "..." Speer tasted the orange liquid and the black liquid again, but the black drink gave him a familiar feeling. "This is Coke? It doesn't look like it."

　　 "You can say yes or no, do you think this drink can sell well?"

　　 The recipe of Coca-Cola in later generations was passed down to a magical degree.

　　According to the company's website, the earliest formula was written in 1919, which is half a century sooner or later than in 1866 when the morphine addicted pharmacist John Pemberton invented the beverage formula in 1866. Before 1919, the recipe was passed on via word of mouth.

A businessman named Ernest Woodruff led a group of investors to buy this formula. Since the 1920s, this confidential formula has been locked in a certain bank in Atlanta. 86 years later, the Coca-Cola Company decided to The secret formula was promoted as a selling point, and the company transferred the formula to the Coca-Cola Company's museum in Atlanta.

　　The Coca-Cola Company has always claimed that only two senior executives of the company know the formula, but the company has never announced the names of these two people or where they are. But from an advertisement surrounding the formula, we learned that the two people who knew the contraband were not allowed to travel on the same plane.

However, Yannick expressed doubts about this. Coca-Cola kept the formula secret in order to increase sales and stifle competition with the help of mysterious marketing. On the other hand, it can conceal the cheap ingredients they use by preventing consumers from knowing the formula. And huge profits.

On the other hand, it is a brand premium, because even if you have the same formula, the taste will be the same, but no one will buy it. And these so-called formulas may also be more of a marketing tool, a gimmick that makes people feel mysterious and authentic. Just as there are many similar drinks in later generations, the tastes are almost the same, but it is the same reason that no more people will choose.

　　 Speer carefully tasted these three drinks again. "Personally, this taste suits my taste. And there is no similar drink on the market. I think I can set up a factory for mass production."

　　 They all say you are geniuses. "Then you should also be responsible for setting up the factory."

The unswallowed drink in Speer's mouth almost squirted out, but he didn't expect to just say it casually, adding another burden.

　　 Yannick couldn't help feeling proud as he watched Speer grimace and finish eating the rest of this new food. You will be in charge of wartime economy and logistics in the future, don't let me down.

　　 After they finished eating, Yannick took out the prepared materials and introduced the business model of this fast food restaurant to Speer in detail.

　　The KFC of the original time and space will most often see the smiling face of an old man, the gray beard, the white suit, and the black eyes. This is always the dress.

　　 Yannick replaced the old man with his own grandfather William the III in a spoof manner. He still has a gray beard, white hair, a white suit, and a black bow tie, with a smiling image. But those familiar with him can tell at a glance that this is William the III.