At noon, the guests gradually dispersed, and when the last guest left, everyone first found a stool to rest, from early morning to now, they have been busy like a spinning top, running upstairs and downstairs, not idle for a moment, and now they finally understand why Zhen Jian always says that there are not enough people, and the business is so busy, and it is estimated that two more people are barely enough.
After a while, Zhen Dali took out a wooden basin from the kitchen and said, "Xiao Jian, there is still half a pot of minced meat here, what should I do?"
” Zhen Jianzhen sat at the table drinking tea, and when he heard this, he stepped forward to check it out, and said, "Make meatballs and cook them for dinner, and feed the extra ones to the beggars on the street." ” "Huh?"
Zhen Dali said, "Can't you save it for tomorrow?"
It's all paid for!
” "Absolutely not!"
Zhen Jian frowned, and said with a serious face, "It's summer now, and the meat will definitely spoil tomorrow, we must pay attention to the reputation and reputation of the store, if we eat the customer's stomach, then who will dare to come to us to eat in the future?"
” "Yes, Xiao Jian is right, right."
Zhen Dali nodded again and again, feeling that he was very reasonable.
After resting enough, next, closing the door, settling accounts, everyone counted the money together, and finally came to the conclusion that today's total turnover is 2728 Wen, and they spent 1412 Wen yesterday to buy flour and pork seasoning and other things and so on, pork accounted for 800 Wen, and the cost of steamed dumplings is still a little higher than Huangqiao baked cakes.
When Zhen Dali heard this number, he was stunned, 1316 Wen, 1316 Wenqian a day, and 40 yuan a month, which is much more than what their family had earned in the previous three years, he finally understood why Zhen Jian was bent on coming to the city to do business, and this money was too easy to make.
In fact, where is it as simple as Zhen Dali thought, Zhen Jian is still a little worried, worried that he has set the price of Huangqiao baked cakes and steamed dumplings a little high, after all, this is only a small county, although the city people are generally richer than their countrymen, but he has also done a general understanding of the income of the people in Pyeongchang County, if it is a self-employed person, for example, opening a baked cake shop, he can earn twelve times a year, plus the income of other people in the family, the income of a household can reach twenty yuan, and the place where he had breakfast last time, the reminder baked cake shop, His family's business is relatively good, just a baked cake shop can earn more than 20 yuan a year, and the family's annual income is about 30 yuan, this is a well-off family in this world.
In Pyeongchang City, only 30% of the families can reach this level, and there are many families with incomes less than 10 percent, so it is not unreasonable for Zhen Jian to worry about the price of his snacks in ordinary times.
Sure enough, on the second day, there were not as many guests as yesterday, many people came to ask the price, and then shook their heads and left, Li Hao knew that they felt expensive, of course it was expensive, people in this era had a large amount of food, and the three Huangqiao baked cakes were not necessarily full, and the three Huangqiao baked cakes were fifteen yuan, and they were not necessarily full, who would be willing to spend so much money on a breakfast, and only the middle-class people would come to eat, and they couldn't come to eat every day, once every two or three days.
Zhen Jian carefully observed for a day, and found that although there were not as many customers as yesterday, about thirty percent less, the store was always full, and there was a queue for a while in the morning, for such a passenger flow, Zhen Jian was still very satisfied, after all, everyone didn't have to be busy like a spinning top, and he estimated that today's income must be higher than yesterday.
Sure enough, in the afternoon, Zhen Jian calculated that today's turnover was 3253 Wen, and the cost was exactly 1000 Wen, the cost was reduced, the turnover increased, and everyone didn't have to be tired like a spinning top, Zhen Jian decided to set this price later.
Zhen Jian knows that although Huangqiao baked cakes and steamed dumplings are delicious, there are only two kinds of snacks in the store, which is a bit monotonous, and it is necessary to develop new snacks, so that customers can have one more choice, and by the way, improve the grade of the snack bar.
Many people feel amazing when they eat xiaolong soup dumplings for the first time, there is soup in the buns, and the taste is super good, there is soup in the buns, how is this done, why is this soup so delicious, because the soup in it is old hen soup, can it not be delicious.
Xiaolong soup dumplings as a big move, Zhen Jian didn't dare to be sloppy, he personally went to the vegetable market early in the morning to choose chickens, the chickens in this era are really small, a chicken is a little more than a pound, some chickens are as small as pigeons, I can't bear to look at them directly, but Zhen Jian knows that this is the most authentic grass chicken, this kind of chicken soup is very delicious, only the most delicious chicken soup can make the best Xiaolong soup dumplings.
I bought three chickens and sent them back to the store, the store was busy, but for the time being, there were enough people, and he didn't stay in the store anymore, he went out to find a carpenter, why did he look for a carpenter, because he was going to make packing boxes.
In ancient times, lotus leaves were generally used for packaging, but the grade of lotus leaves was too low, and the traffic of their store was too large, so there were so many lotus leaves, where to find lotus leaves in winter, so he was ready to find a carpenter to customize the packing box, and the amount was very large, first make 100, and then 50 per day.
A carpenter would definitely not be able to make 50 packing boxes in one day, so Zhen Jian found three carpenters separately, gave a deposit, and then walked back.
On the way back, Zhen Jian still thought about the specific steps of making xiaolongtang dumplings, because he had never done it before, and the practice of xiaolongtangbao was taught to him by their president when he was in the food club.
Thinking all the way, he unconsciously passed by Tongfu Restaurant, maybe he has a grudge against this restaurant, no matter how he wanders, every time he walks here, he will naturally come back to his senses, and then look at this restaurant.
At this moment, Tongfu Restaurant is quite lively, and the door is even more lively, because a guy is driving an unkempt beggar out, and the beggar can't tell how old he is, anyway, his hair is not gray, he is not an old man, he seems to be still a cripple, and he is begging the man to give him something to eat.
I only heard the beggar crying and pleading: "This uncle, you can do well, I haven't eaten for two days, give me a little food, I still have a ten-year-old daughter to take care of, if I starve to death, my daughter will not survive, uncle, you can do it."
He fell to his knees as he spoke.
"It's useless to kneel, there's nothing to eat for you, get out!
Hear no!
"The guy pushed the beggar out viciously.
The beggar was pushed to the ground, still struggling to get up, stepped forward to save the man's foot, and cried with a handful of snot and tears: "Uncle beg, just give me a bun, just give me a bun, don't let me starve to death, I still have a daughter to take care of, I can work for you......"
"What do I want you to do as a lame man, what can you do......" said the man and raised his foot to kick the beggar, but the beggar just wouldn't let go, he kicked hard.
Zhen Jian couldn't bear it when he saw this, he didn't want to meddle with things, after all, there were too many beggars in the world, he couldn't help them all, but he really couldn't stand it, he had seen this guy, he was one of Zhen Laosi's fox friends and dogs, a gangster in Qingshui Town, he didn't expect to be invited by Lao Si to be a buddy, this kind of person deceives good and fears evil, how can he give food to this beggar to eat.
"Stop!"
Zhen Jian let out a loud shout and walked up quickly.
The guy was stunned by his drinking, and forgot to kick the beggar for a while, Zhen Jian stepped forward to help the beggar and said, "This uncle, since he doesn't give you food, I'll give it to you." ” "Really?
The little boy is really a bodhisattva, thank you, childe.
The beggar was very happy when he heard this, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhen Jian again and again.
At this time, a yin and yang strange voice suddenly came: "Yo, who am I, it turned out to be my nephew Zhen Jian, what kind of wind blew you here." ” "Just passing by."
Zhen Jian rolled his eyes, then helped the beggar up, and said, "Don't kowtow." ” Seeing this, Zhen Laosi sneered: "You and your father are virtuous and indiscriminately good." ” Zhen Jian frowned when he heard this, and snorted coldly: "It's better than you, eat people and don't do personnel." ” "Yo, eldest nephew, you have a good temper."
Zhen Laosi smiled, "I'm not short of this bit of food, but I just don't give it to him, I take it to feed the dog, and I don't give it to him, what can you do to me?"
” Zhen Jian didn't bother to argue with him, and said coldly: "If you do this business, there will be no good end!"
Then he took the beggar and left.
Zhen Laosi looked at the backs of Zhen Jian and the beggar leaving, and sneered: "Little cub, say that I have the wrong way to do business?"
My business is so good, I want you to teach?
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Who do you think you are, you generous, rich boy, sooner or later, you will come to my door and beg me for food. ” "Fourth, who are you talking about?"
The third aunt, Wang, suddenly came over from behind.
"Zhen Jian."
The fourth walked nonchalantly to the counter.
Wang asked, "What is he here for?"
” The fourth said impatiently: "What do you care about him, go to the kitchen to help."
"When he spoke, the boss was full of momentum.
The third aunt was not very satisfied with his attitude, but who made him the shopkeeper, so she rolled her eyes and said, "There is not enough meat in the kitchen." ” "Yesterday was not enough, today is not enough!"
The fourth frowned and shouted, "Didn't I ask you to buy an extra twenty catties of pork yesterday?"
” "I knew business was so good in the past few days."
The third aunt shouted, "If you buy too much, isn't it a waste of money!"
” "It's not something you should be doing!"
The fourth child glared and shouted, "I'm the shopkeeper, I can buy as much as I say!"
You hurry up and buy twenty catties of pork now, remember, buy me an extra fifty catties of pork and fifty catties of fish tomorrow!
It's money, third!
Accounting!
” The third child slowly wrote down the accounts on the side.
The third aunt took the money and left, muttering as she went: "What are you dragging, do you really think you are amazing...... …………………………………………………………………………………………… Zhen Jian didn't go far with the beggar to a steamed bun shop, this steamed bun shop has a good business, the buns are big, there are many fillings, but it is a bit expensive, five cents a piece.
Zhen Jian bought three big buns, handed them to the beggar, and said, "Eat, I haven't eaten for two days, I must be hungry." ” "Thank you, thank you,......" the beggar said, and then stuffed the huge bun into his mouth, ready to eat it whole.
Zhen Jian hurriedly pulled out half of his bun and exclaimed, "You don't want to die, beware of choking to death!"
” "Hehe......"
The beggar smiled awkwardly, swallowed the bun in his mouth, and Zhen Jian returned the bun to him again, saying, "Eat slowly, no one will rob you." ” "Hmm."
The beggar nodded, ate two big buns in a row, and then left one and stuffed it into his arms, so hot that he screamed, and still had to stuff it into his arms.
Zhen Jian said curiously: "What are you doing here?"
” "If you go back to Engong, my daughter hasn't eaten today, and I'm going to take this bun back to her to eat."
"Oh."
Zhen Jian glanced at him through his messy hair, and found that he was not very old, only about thirty years old, estimated to be a little younger than Zhen Dali, and then asked, "How do you talk in a bunch of words." ” "This ......," the beggar smiled awkwardly, "and I'm not afraid of Engong's jokes when I say it, and I was a scholar before." ” "Have you read a book?"
Zhen Jian exclaimed when he heard this, there were really not many literate people in ancient times, and among the ordinary people, it was a great thing to be able to read dozens of words, but he never expected that this embarrassed beggar was actually a person who had read books, and he was really a person who could not be seen.