If you want to master the craft quickly, you need to practice more; there are no shortcuts.

At 6:15, Dad taught him how to wrap the filling.

At first, the buns were loose and didn't look good, so Dad let him eat them.

The first few bags I made were slow and didn't look good, but I improved a lot later on. It's the same old story: practice makes perfect.

At 6:40, 15 jin of dumpling filling was ready.

He Wenlin offered to deliver Meihua's order today.

"Linlin."

Just as He Wenlin reached the main road, she ran into He Qian.

It's been quite a while since He Wenlin has seen her or spoken to her.

"When are you going back to your hometown?" He Qian asked. "My dad is already preparing to buy me a ticket. We'll go back together, around the 26th. What do you think?"

"Sisi, I'm not going back to my hometown, I'm staying here."

"Aren't you going to study anymore? Are you planning to stay here and do business?"

"I'm going to stay here to study. I'm in a hurry to deliver goods, so I have to go now." He Wenlin quickly pedaled the tricycle, almost making it smoke.

When they arrived at Meihua's place, He Wenlin distributed the meals and then said to Liu Meihua, "Aunt Liu, may I speak to you in private?"

"Okay, come to my office."

Upon arriving at Liu Meihua's office, He Wenlin also introduced her to the vouchers and egg rolls.

Liu Meihua often buys egg rolls and knows their texture, so He Wenlin didn't elaborate on the taste.

Liu Meihua heard that Bosi Factory, Hongda, and Shirt Factory had all bought He Wenlin's vouchers, and she also had her eye on them.

However, since she only has a small number of employees, the base of purchases is not large, so He Wenlin's price is a bit higher.

The voucher offers a 5% discount. A box of egg rolls weighs 2.6 jin (approximately 1.3 kg) and is priced at 13 yuan per box.

Liu Meihua's business was much easier than He Wenlin had imagined; she hardly ever refused anyone.

However, she did manage to negotiate the price down a bit.

Of course, He Wenlin's quoted price already left room for negotiation.

Finally, she took the vouchers, which were worth 69 yuan in cash: 15 vouchers worth 2.8 yuan each and 18 vouchers worth 1.5 yuan each.

I sold it to her at a 10% discount. She wanted 42 boxes of egg rolls, so the total price of the egg rolls was 500 yuan, which is about 88% of the original price.

Similarly, He Wenlin accepted her deposit of one thousand yuan and wrote her a receipt.

They promised to give her the voucher within three days, and that the egg roll would be delivered to her before September 11th.

The deal went very smoothly.

Back at the store, her clever colleagues had already guessed why she had gone to deliver goods that day.

Seeing her return, he quickly asked, "Linlin, did you go to sell coupons and egg rolls? How did it go?"

He Wenlin gestured: "OK!"

"Really?" Mr. He asked excitedly. "How much?"

“Meihua has few employees, so she didn’t buy many vouchers, but she ordered forty-two boxes of egg rolls.”

After He Wenlin finished speaking, she took out a brush and red paper, and wrote three job postings for temporary workers, with wages to be discussed. She planned to put one up here at the entrance and the others at the food factory once the ink dried.

Well, even though we only have nine egg roll machines right now, it's still a "factory" no matter how small it is!

"I'll cook some wontons first. You all come over and watch, and learn from me."

At He Wenlin's command, He's father, second brother, Lin Fei, and He Shan all gathered around.

He Wenlin put the wontons into the soup, then quickly put them in a disposable bowl, covered it with a plastic bag, and sprinkled some dried shrimp, seaweed, and chopped green onions inside.

Then, a spoonful of pork bone broth was added, followed by the cooked wontons.

"If they want chili powder, they can add it themselves. We'll use this amount from now on. As long as customers don't waste it, they can add as much vinegar and chili as they want."

It's just adding some seasoning, it's not like it'll bankrupt you.

"Second brother, come here." He Wenlin asked He Wenjun to help.

This thing is all packaged; there's really no technical skill involved.

"Linlin, are you adding new products?" He Hui said with a smile.

"We're not adding any more here for now. Wontons are hard to deliver, and it's too hot. It's like a battle for you to come here for breakfast and dinner. The wontons are too hot, which isn't suitable for people in a hurry. We can consider it when it's cold."

"Not adding here for now? You mean you've opened a branch?"

"Yes, I opened a breakfast shop on Zhuangyuan Street, selling steamed dumplings, xiaolongbao, glutinous rice balls, and wontons."

He Hui's eyes widened: "Linlin, you're amazing! You've opened a branch store in such a short time!"

"Where would I get the money?" He Wenlin laughed. "It's run by my grandma and dad. This shop hasn't even broken even yet. The daily food expenses and monthly wages... to be honest, the pressure is immense. Outsiders just think we've made a lot of money, but it's actually less than running a street stall."

Mr. He chimed in, "Like Zhou Libo, you only need to pay a hundred or so yuan a month to set up a stall, and you can sell two or three hundred yuan a day. That's how you make money, and there's no pressure at all. I want to do that too."

He Hui did not believe what He Wenlin and her father said.

If it's not profitable, would you be willing to invest money to open branch stores?

But he also knew that when it came to making money, people wouldn't tell the truth no matter how hard you asked.

"When will it open? I'll come and support you, and also get to know the place. Is everything finished?" He Hui asked.

Mr. He: "We're opening on the 20th of this month. All we're missing are the ingredients and packaging materials. It's just a tiny store, and we haven't done much renovation."

"I will definitely be there to support you."

"Before you come to support us, come on, try some wontons and give us your feedback." He Wenlin served him a bowl of wontons.

"I've already eaten, it would be embarrassing to eat again."

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. We're all family here. Besides, I'm inviting you to try the food, and you're helping me out."

"Linlin, I love your mouth. You have such a sweet voice. You're sure to make a fortune in the future."

"Then let's take Hui-ge's good wishes as a sign."

For He Wenlin now, the best blessing is for her to get rich, get rich, and get rich again.

The wontons received unanimous praise.

Everyone is also full of confidence in the breakfast shop business.

He Wenlin asked her father to buy glutinous rice and turnover baskets, and sent her second brother to post recruitment notices.

He Wenlin then called Boss Zeng and ordered 500 food bags for wrapping egg rolls, and also ordered two large boxes of 500 round plastic bowls for packing wontons.

He Wenlin also ordered five boxes each of base trays for steamed dumplings and xiaolongbao. She needs to start preparing the goods at the end of the month, so the packaging materials need to be prepared in advance.

After arranging everything, He Wenlin went to the graphic printing shop.

We still need to print out the vouchers from Mei Hua.

He Wenlin had just ridden her bike to the print shop when the police car arrived.

Coincidentally, the police officers who arrived were the same two people who had come to handle the case after receiving a report earlier.

Upon seeing them, Old Mrs. He instinctively tensed up: "Comrades..."

He Wenlin got out of the car and stepped forward, saying, "Hello, police officers, is there anything I can help you with?"