Chapter 8 Playing tricks to make money

Style: Romance Author: Nancheng LaojiuWords: 3164Update Time: 24/01/12 04:37:32
After a busy day, although people are free, their mood is not easy to calm down. Everyone is still a little excited.

I never thought that I would be able to sell snacks on the street one day, but the whole process turned out to be so smooth.

When there was a grand scene of everyone queuing up to pay, and seeing a lot of change being put into Wang Hongyu's bag, I felt a sense of accomplishment that I had never experienced before.

Until everyone sat down at the wonton stall, Wang Hongyu was still in an inexplicable excitement: "Lao Xie, I think your name should be changed to Zhao'er. Lao Xie's name Zhao'er suits you very well. Aren’t your hands afraid of being burned? How dare you go directly into the pot to fish out the intestines?!"

Xie Zhenhua looked at his burned-red fingers and smiled bitterly: "My eldest grandson is not afraid of being burned! That makes me anxious when I see people waiting in line to eat!"

It’s not new. It’s my first time doing business. When I see a customer approving my food, I can do anything new when I’m excited. It’s also normal to just grab something when I’m in a hurry. Or some people say that cooks are ruthless and not afraid of burning. Woolen cloth?

Those are all developed over time.

Yao Yuan didn't seem to hear what the two people were saying at all, and his attention was completely attracted by the bowl of wontons that had just been served on the table.

Fresh Hey! I didn’t expect to encounter this style of wontons at the Pingcheng Night Market. There are many wonton stalls in Pingcheng, selling them for both early and late night snacks. There are all kinds of wonton varieties, but this one is rarely seen.

The clear soup base is filled with black seaweed, white shrimp skin, and green chopped green onion and coriander. The most eye-catching thing is the beautiful wontons floating in the soup like white crepe.

The filling of this wonton is very small, and the thin skin of the wonton forms white and transparent folds floating in the soup, like clouds, more like the crepe skirt on a beautiful woman, undulating and dancing in the bowl with the stirring of the spoon.

This presentation is amazing!

Yao Yuan must be knowledgeable. Just by looking at the shape of the wontons, he knew they were street snacks from the south of the Yangtze River.

In the alleys and alleys of Jiangnan in the misty rain, the bowl of wood-fired crepe wontons carried by a pair of poles carries the food memories and nostalgia of many Jiangnan people.

It is really not easy to find such a bowl of wontons in Qianjiakou, Daping City.

I took a sip of the soup base and found it was a bit bland. It was probably a light chicken soup made from chicken racks. It lacked some fish bones and other flavor-enhancing things. I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. After all, it was just the same in appearance...

For a good bowl of Jiangnan wontons, the soup base must be made with large bones, chicken racks, and fish bones. If anything is missing, the flavor will be missing.

I looked up at the stall owners busy beside the fire, and I couldn't help but feel a little touched in my heart.

The stall owner is an elderly lady. The old lady is clean and tidy, her hair is gray, and the vertical wrinkles on her face are full of vicissitudes of life. She must be over seventy years old.

An old lady in her seventies running this wonton stall all by herself?

He sighed for no reason: "Hey, life is not easy!"

Little Hua'er still didn't like the Xiaolongbao that was just served. When she saw a little fat man guarding a coal stove next to her, with a basin filled with tea eggs on the stove, she nodded and shouted: "Hey, that little fat man , how do you sell your tea eggs?"

When the little fat man heard the customer greeting him, he immediately opened his mouth: "Thirty cents each, how many do you want?"

Yao Xiaohuaer opened her mouth and said, "I'll give you one dollar, and give me four!"

The little fat man curled his lips and turned his head: "You haven't learned arithmetic, haven't you? Four eggs are a dollar and a half, and I won't buy them for a dime less!"

"Hi! How are you talking? Who hasn't learned arithmetic? Is there anyone who does business like this?" The braid on Yao Xiaohua'er's head stood up, and her eyes were about to explode.

Yao Yuan came to his senses and stopped him immediately when he saw this: "Okay, you guys, what are you kidding about? Come on, little fat boy, I'll give you a dollar and a half, and give me five eggs!"

What's going on? ! From today on, the rest of us will have to live on this street to make ends meet. From now on, these are good neighbors that we will never see without looking up. How can we say that we got into trouble with others on the first day we opened the stall?

This little girl of my own is a bit in need of discipline. No, each of the three people in my team has some minor problems. To nip them in the bud, I must have a good chat with these people.

Thinking of this, Yao Yuan said in a muffled voice: "Hurry up and eat. When you are full, go home together and let's discuss something!"



No more, no less, a total of forty bowls of braised pork were sold, and the turnover was calculated to be 118 yuan and 40 cents, which means that the profit of the stall tonight was about 80 yuan.

In the eyes of Xie Zhenhua and Wang Hongyu, the eighty yuan was just like picking up money for free. They rode to the Qianjiakou Night Market and earned so much money in less than two hours. This amount of money can already cover their expenses. It’s only ten days’ wages for an ordinary worker.

Moreover, today is just a trial operation, and everything is not fully prepared. If we open it tomorrow, the profit will double or triple? !

There is still one month left in the summer vacation. If we can do this kind of business every day in this month, how can we make a lot of money? !

Yao Yuan rolled his eyes and stopped the heated discussion between the two: "I can't do that much every day. I have limited energy. From now on, I will fix about a hundred bowls a day. It is estimated that it will only take four or five hours. Once I sell out, I will get it." !”

Xie Zhenhua didn't understand: "Well? Yuan'er, isn't there something wrong with having money but not making money? According to today's situation, it's no problem to sell two hundred bowls every day!"

Yao Yuan pointed in the direction of the kitchen: "Nonsense, the house is such a big place, there is no way to play around, and besides, there are no people who can do things easily. I want to make two hundred bowls, but I will be exhausted?!"

Wang Hongyu's eyes shone: "Brother Yuan, Brother Yuan, do you think you could make more bowls in a day if you started practicing?"

Yao Yuan's expression was a little timid, he took a sip of tea, and then put the cup on the table: "If there is a spacious venue and I can work together, I can make three to five hundred copies a day." , Of course, if you can hire a worker to help, it will be no problem even if it is doubled!”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Can I have a thousand bowls?" Xie Zhenhua jumped up on the side and was shocked.

Yao Yuan rolled his eyes: "What good thing are you thinking of?! Even if I can make it, who can you sell it to? Besides, where can I get so much money in exchange for it?"

"As long as my mother is here, purchasing goods will not be a problem!"

Yao Yuan quickly stepped on the brakes: "Stop! Stop! That's enough, you two! Let's just have some fun this summer. First we can earn the money for my little flower to eat fried chicken burgers, and then we can buy Hongyu's guitar." Once the money is collected, it will be considered a success if the three of us can save some pocket money. Don't think about so many useless things! I will be in my senior year of high school when school starts again, and I still want to go to a serious university!"

In his last life, he only went to a technical school for chefs and failed to go to a serious university. This matter has always been a knot in Yao Yuan's heart. This time, he is determined to become a college student.

Wang Hongyu also woke up: "That's right. It took us an hour and a half to sell forty bowls today. If we work until twelve o'clock every day, we can only sell more than two hundred bowls at most."

"Two hundred bowls?! One hundred bowls! This is the limit! From now on, we will prepare one hundred bowls of ingredients every day, and return to the camp after selling out. In this way, it is expected that the daily gross profit will reach 200 yuan. During this summer vacation, he will make four Five thousand is considered a success!" Yao Yuan set the tone with just one sentence.

Four thousand to five thousand is a lot. It's a lot of money for a worker who has worked hard for a year and still has to make a lot of money. Why do a few high school students need so much money? !

This was Yao Yuan's plan. No matter what the two pieces of information thought, they had to give up their unrealistic ideas at the beginning.

When you first start doing business, you won't make enough money. If you delay the study of two people because of these tricks, the gains will outweigh the losses.

Wang Hongyu first expressed his opinion: "That's okay. It's not too tiring to play like this, and you can go home early every day. I guess this matter can be hidden from my parents. What do you think, Xie Laozhao'er?"

When Xie Zhenhua heard the new nickname he was given, he felt a little uncomfortable in his hands. He looked at his scalded pink paws and said, "Fuck, that's right. If I really sell hundreds of bowls every day, I won't be exhausted." ?!”

"You guys! You're still missing practice. Where did you go? In fact, it's either impossible to sell a few hundred more copies every day, or it's not necessary now. As long as you practice again and become familiar with the whole process, we have plenty of ways to expand production. Now It's useless to think so much!" Yao Yuan quickly went on to get down to business: "On our first day at the stall, we actually found quite a few problems. The stoves, pots, tables, chairs, and bowls and chopsticks were not fully prepared. I will deal with these problems early tomorrow morning. Come and solve it, spend some money to buy some serious things in the trust store, after all, we are doing serious business, and we will feel uncomfortable if we are too fooled, what do you think?"

Seeing that the two people agreed with his point of view, Yao Yuan continued: "Food hygiene! You two have to pay attention to this. No one will check our license at the night market, but if there is any problem with food quality and hygiene, If we spoil the diners, the three of us will probably have to walk around without food."

The two men nodded in agreement.

"Also, we are building a brand now, and the portion of each bowl must be fixed. We must not cut corners. Now the gross profit of each bowl of braised pork has exceeded 60%, which is already very good. If others cut corners, we will not cut corners." We are not talking about our conscience, but we are also destroying our own brand. As long as our taste can be recognized by everyone, this stall will have to work for a long time in the future."

Yao Yuanbian said, looking at Xie Zhenhua and Xie Laozhaoer.

Xie Laozhao'er felt a little uncomfortable: "You're right, we can't do things without conscience!"

Seeing that the business was almost done, Yao Yuan handed Xie Zhenhua a list of 80 yuan to go: "Then let's divide the work? You are responsible for purchasing ingredients such as tofu, intestines, lungs, etc., and buy them according to the weight on the list. That’s fine, I’ll go buy some pots and pans tomorrow, and then go home and cook them, can we meet at my house at noon?”

After playing for a day, Xiao Hua'er climbed into bed and went to bed early.

Yao Yuan smelled the scent of tuberose outside the window, wrote down all the expenses and income today, then opened an exercise book and started to write questions in a decent manner.

There are some clouds in the sky tonight, and the moon under the clouds is very round...