Chapter 8 Monopolized Frying Business

Style: Historical Author: Nakao 2Words: 2158Update Time: 24/01/12 03:26:32
"Hurry up, hurry up, boss, I'm in a hurry."

"Whatever you want, it'll be ready right away."

Zhou Hai, who was alone, was busy. In addition to being responsible for serving food, he also had to collect money. He simply had a photographic memory now and his health seemed to have improved a lot, so he was not afraid of forgetting to collect money.

Busy.

This is one person's busyness.

Although he is busy, Zhou Hai is happy because all this is money.

Money is hard to earn these days.

Time slowly left noon and came to two or three in the afternoon. At this time, there were still customers eating wolf-toothed potatoes and maocai, but the number was a bit lower than at noon.

"Sorry, everyone, I'm sorry. We don't have any potatoes or vegetables right now. Can you pay first? I have to go back to get the potatoes and vegetables." Looking at several tables of guests who were eating potatoes, Zhou Hai looked at the bottom again. iron bucket, thought for a while, and then said.

"Yes, it doesn't exist, boss."

"I pay via WeChat."

"No need to make up for it, boss."

The guests at the three tables nodded one after another, and then each paid the money to Zhou Hai.

"I'm really sorry." After receiving the money, Zhou Hai smiled, took the iron bucket containing potatoes, and ran towards his home ten meters away behind him.

Go home, put the potatoes cut in the morning into the iron bucket, fill it up, and go back to the stall.

One of the three tables of guests had finished eating. Seeing this, Zhou Hai quickly collected the chopsticks and leftovers and wiped the table with a rag to keep it clean.

The stall's operating hours are from 8 a.m. to 11 p.m., and if there are customers, it will even be extended to 12 p.m.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to take a breath, Zhou Hai was busy cleaning the area around the stall and replenishing the exhausted vegetables.

Although the stall is simple, hygiene still needs to be done well.

In the evening, business picked up again.

I have no choice but to start doing business on the second day of the first lunar month. As long as it is in the service industry, it is basically prosperous and business is booming.

"Xiaohai is really capable. Wang Laosan and the others didn't even come out to set up a stall. I estimate that Xiaohai earned at least a thousand yuan today when he was alone in the market." He Chun, the fruit boss who stayed in the store and was also busy all day, Holding chopsticks and rice bowl in hand, he said while eating.

The son next to him was stunned when he heard this figure: "One thousand a day, is it so profitable to run a small stall?"

"If business is so good every day, Xiaohai will be able to buy a Mercedes-Benz in less than a year. Do you think he will make money?" He Chun said with a smile.

Although it is a Mercedes-Benz worth over 300,000 yuan.

However, it can be considered as entering the luxury car series.

He Chun's son rolled his eyes: "How is that possible? Wang Laosan will open tomorrow on the third day of the Lunar New Year. They are all fried food stalls. The customers must be separated. You said it is a sole market."

A single market is a monopoly.

Today, Zhou Hai is the only one running the frying business on Chunyuan Road. There are usually five or six families, among whom Wang Laosan is the largest.

"You have to make money and study at the same time. It's hard for Zhou Pingyuan." He Chun looked at Zhou Hai who was busy, took a bite of rice, held the bowl, got up and walked into the house.

Ignoring the comments of the fruit stall owner and his family, Zhou Hai felt mentally exhausted after a busy evening, and took a breath. After the customers gradually dispersed, he began to prepare for the evening's work.

He was very hungry after breakfast. Although he had been busy all day long, Zhou Hai still felt full of strength in his body and seemed to have no problem continuing to work for three days and three nights.

The whole person is just mentally tired.

"It seems that not only is it a photographic memory, but my body has also changed. Is this a biological evolution or a sudden mutation? However, both the former and the latter require one thing, an inducement."

Zhou Hai is frying wolf-toothed potatoes, his eyes are as deep as the sea, but his mind is running at a high speed like a computer, thinking about the situation of his body: "The trigger, what could be the trigger? I will never have photographic memory and physical strength for no reason. There must be a reason for this situation.”

After thinking carefully for a while, Zhou Hai still shook his head, but there was still no result.

"Boss, a serving of spiked potatoes, spicy, take away." The customer's voice came over.

Zhou Hai nodded to the male customer and smiled: "Okay, please wait a moment."

Say no more and concentrate on your work.

On the second day of the first lunar month, Zhou Hai had never imagined that he would be doing a separate business. Wang Laosan and five other fried food sellers did not even set up a stall.

Make money.

Work hard to make money.

Zhou Hai was busy from eight o'clock in the morning to 11:30 at night. He waited until the last customer left before closing the stall and going home.



Late at night, the cold wind howled outside, the air seemed to have become colder again, and fluffy snow flakes were flying all over the sky.

Bright white lights illuminated the main room, and a rice cooker with an orange indicator light on was slowly emitting white hot steam. About ten kilograms of fresh potatoes were being cooked in the pot.

"1000."

"1100."

"1200."

"1500."

"2000."

"3400."

Zhou Hai sat at the table, looking at today's harvest, the table full of change, and the red bills mixed in, feeling an extraordinary sense of accomplishment.

This is the income of today’s labor.

After careful calculation, Zhou Hai finally came up with the final figure of 3,698 yuan, which is today's turnover.

Calculated based on an average profit of 60%, I earned about 2,219 yuan today.

Zhou Hai earned 2,219 yuan a day, a figure he had never reached before. His previous highest net profit in a day was just over 1,780 yuan, and it was also the Mid-Autumn Festival.

In normal times, the net profit of a fried stall is only two to three hundred. Whether there are holidays or not has a great impact on the business.

"I have earned enough for my tuition today, but the real expense is the food expense next. Now I have to eat twenty kilograms of food every day, and my appetite is getting bigger and bigger. According to the most economical way of eating, the food expense for a day will be at least 70." Zhou Hai thought about his huge appetite, which was comparable to that of a cow. The joy of making money in the back of his mind turned into sadness, and his head hurt.

A high school student's food expenses are as high as 70 yuan a day. To be honest, this number sounds like a fantasy.

At 70 yuan a day, he still doesn’t eat meat, and only eats the cheapest vegetables such as rice, flour, and potatoes.

There are still 111 days until the college entrance examination, which means that the food expenses during this period of study will cost a total of 7,770 yuan, and this does not include the two-month rest period during the summer vacation after the college entrance examination.

For God's sake, where can I find this money?

In addition, his own appetite seems to be growing.

In other words, more food needs to be eaten.

"Tomorrow Wang Laosan and the others will set up a stall. My business is bound to decline. After school starts, I can only set up a stall on Saturdays and Sundays. It is difficult for me to provide enough funds for the fried stall business." Zhou Hai rubbed his forehead. , thinking about the next plan: "How to solve the various expenses of the college entrance examination and the high food expenses?"

Make money.

Must make money.

Otherwise, they will only starve to death.