"Okay, pack it or take it away?"
"What?"
Chen Zhen looked at the boss who was always busy, and for a moment he didn't know how he should answer what the other person said.
The boss suddenly realized it and scratched his head: "Oh my god, look at me, I'm so busy. Should I eat here or take it away?"
"Hahaha, take it away."
Chen Zhen smiled, said softly, and then began to look around such a small restaurant.
The location is right at the entrance of Nanda Street. In the previous life, there seemed to be some kind of coffee kiosk here. It seemed that the annual rent reached nearly 500,000 yuan. I don’t know if it was the current owner.
"Boss, do you own this house?"
"Ah...yes, our ancestors have been here for generations, but isn't it popular now to live in a building? This house is too old. When will we sell this place and move out?"
The boss was chatting with Chen Zhen while he was busy.
What the hell?
sold?
Living in a building?
Don't talk about living in a building. As long as this land is not sold, the rent will probably be one apartment a year.
Chen Zhen was a little helpless, and he couldn't say anything. Even if he said how valuable the land would be in the future, I'm afraid the other party would think that he was a lunatic and kick him out.
"Okay, two portions of chicken drumstick rice, plus two chicken drumsticks, and I'll pack some side dishes for you separately."
The proprietress took out three lunch boxes in bags from the kitchen and handed them to Chen Zhen.
Chen Zhen put the money in the other person's change wastebasket, smiled with the other person, and prepared to go out.
Um?
This drink!
Isn’t this your own apple cider vinegar?
The words 'Pingjiang' are clearly posted on it.
But this small shop has clearly never provided goods. How can it appear here casually?
Chen Zhen was a little puzzled. He turned to the boss and asked in a low voice: "Boss, I see you also sell apple cider vinegar here? How is it sold? How much does it cost per cup?"
"Apple cider vinegar? That's a new gadget. It's a little more expensive, only fifty cents."
The boss smiled honestly and did not forget to stir the buckwheat noodles in the noodle pot.
"What? Fifty cents?"
Chen Zhen looked at the other party in surprise. The boss was obviously startled, and then he smiled and said: "Hahaha, I told you it was a little more expensive, but you don't believe it, but the taste is really good, don't tell me."
Chen Zhen threw down the fifty cents, grabbed a glass, put it to his mouth, took a sip, and then took another big sip.
Exactly the same!
It's exactly the same as our own product, it's not a pirated product made by someone else using this bottle.
"Then where did you get this drink from? I've seen someone selling this stuff at the entrance in front."
"It's from that place. The person from Shunchang Vinegar Shop in front of me gave it to me at the cost price. I don't know why he didn't sell it if it was selling well."
What?
Shunchang Vinegar Shop!
This person was the first one to come to me to do consignment sales. Why did he transfer it directly?
That's not what's written in the contract!
Chen Zhen thought of this and rushed out. After a few steps, he turned back and said, "Boss, this house is quite good. You can keep it for yourself. There is no need to sell it."
After Chen Zhen finished speaking, he left, and the boss couldn't react at all.
The boss looked at Chen Zhen's back in confusion: "This young man is so mysterious that I can't understand him."
"Boss, where is my noodles? Is it ready?"
"Mian, I'm here, I'm sorry, I was just chatting."
…
Shunchang Vinegar Shop is just a few dozen meters in front of this small restaurant, but when Chen Zhen arrived at the door, the door was closed. This shouldn't be the case. When business is so easy, even if it's lunch, you should open a shop to eat.
Who wouldn’t do business?
"Hey, brother, why doesn't Shunchang open the door?"
Chen Zhen asked enthusiastically as he walked to the door of a nearby store selling specialty lacquerware.
The man seemed a little alert. After looking Chen Zhen up and down, he said, "Why, what do you want to do with his house?"
"Haha, what can happen to me? I promised to be jealous two days ago. Didn't I send him money?"
Chen Zhen also realized that something was wrong, and immediately made up his words.
But the man insisted on saying nothing: "It hasn't been opened for two or three days. I don't know the specific situation."
"Ah, brother, then..."
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, don't affect my business!"
The man directly ordered Chen Zhen to be kicked out, waving his hands and shouting impatiently.
Chen Zhen suddenly had a bad premonition and wanted to ask more questions, but he turned back when he looked at the lunch box in his hand.
"Brother Zhen, what's wrong? I feel like you have something on your mind."
After Sun Ergou made a cup of hot drink and handed it to the other party, he took the lunch box and asked casually.
Chen Zhen didn't speak, he kept thinking about what was going on, and there was always something wrong in some link.
"Oh, chicken drumstick rice, and two chicken drumsticks, so delicious!"
Sun Ergou immediately rubbed his hands, picked up the chicken legs and took a big bite, then sat there and started eating.
Chen Zhen also started eating. Although the apple cider vinegar business was not as easy to sell as in early autumn, the sales volume was enough to make money. Besides, the traffic was so large...
"Boss, do you still have apple cider vinegar? Get us two cups."
The shouts of the surrounding customers interrupted Chen Zhen's thinking, so Chen Zhen stopped thinking about it. After all, the business had to be done.
After nearly half an hour, there were obviously fewer people. Chen Zhen looked at the few remaining purees and immediately started to deal with them: "The last ten cups, the last ten cups, the price has been reduced, six cents a cup. , I’ll suffer a loss if I can’t buy it!”
Under the shouting, only the last cup was left, the hot water was just right, and not a drop could be poured out of the thermos.
It was already past five o'clock in the afternoon. Fortunately, Chen Zhen and Sun Ergou were wearing thick clothes and were not frozen. However, when they were making drinks, their fingers were unable to do anything and their fingers were all red from the cold.
"Okay, let's close the stall and go home. Let's keep the remaining cup to warm our hands. We can warm others by patronizing it, and we can also warm ourselves."
Chen Zhen stood up and stamped his feet several times. His legs were a little numb. He carried the empty thermos and walked to the boss' shop next to him.
"Boss, let's do the math. A total of twenty-six pots were used. Each pot costs 50 cents. This is thirteen yuan for you."
"Oh, brother, we are so used to it, why should we ask for more money? No problem!"
The boss took the money with satisfaction, but still looked at the banknote slightly, tapped it several times with his fingers, and looked up with a smile.
"You are closing the stall and going home, aren't you? Walk slowly, we will set up a stall tomorrow and continue to cooperate!"
The boss was a little reluctant to leave. After all, you can make money by boiling a few pots of water, so why not do it.
Chen Zhen and Sun Ergou were about to close the stall. Just as they were about to clear away the folding table, a man in his late forties walked up to the stall and reached out to take the apple cider vinegar.
"Hello, are you still doing business?"
