He Wenlin's second aunt's child sells fried noodles and hot and sour noodles near the hospital, and He Wenhua also needs to go to that place with high customer traffic to sell, so she can only change products.

Pancakes would be perfect.

There aren't many places selling pancakes now, but there are plenty of egg-filled pancakes.

However, He Wenlin doesn't know how to make egg pancakes; they're a bit more difficult to make.

Hand-pulled pancakes are actually quite suitable for street vending, but they hadn't been introduced to mainland China yet. Perhaps I could send someone to learn how to make them, and then wholesale them as frozen semi-finished products!

I feel like I've spotted another business opportunity!

~

On National Day, He Wenlin first went to inspect each store.

I went to the seventh branch, which opened today, this afternoon.

Now He Wenlin doesn't need to do everything herself; her mother can share the burden, which is great.

In the evening, He Wenlin finally had some free time.

He Wenhua, He Dashun, and Tang Ping all came.

"Linlin, you've lost weight, your chin is so sharp," Tang Ping said. "Did you not eat well in Shanghai?"

"I'm exhausted from military training," He Wenlin said. "I've got everything ready, let's start now, it's actually very simple..."

He Wenlin demonstrated first, and then let He Wenhua try it.

Many people can't make the dough round at first, or the dough is of uneven thickness; this is because they are not skilled enough.

“Practice more, and you’ll get the hang of it. You can sell it in city squares, pedestrian streets, night markets, and outside hospitals,” He Wenlin said. “If you sell in these places, you can live in your own home.”

It's only a half-hour drive from these places to the house He Wenhua bought by electric scooter.

"Now that it's a holiday, there are lots of people on the streets, so you can prepare to go and give it a try in the next couple of days."

He Wenhua said excitedly, "Yes, I'll start preparing tomorrow and set up my stall the day after tomorrow!"

He Wenlin hesitated for a moment, then said, "Brother, I've thought of a way to make money. I wonder if you dare to take the plunge."

He Wenhua: "What opportunity? Isn't it just selling pancakes?"

"There's a street food in Taiwan called 'hand-pulled pancake,' which I've heard tastes pretty good. It's a semi-finished product, a raw pancake about this size. You don't need to thaw it or add oil. You just take it out of the freezer and fry it on a griddle or pan until both sides are golden brown. Then you add an egg, a lettuce leaf, a ham, and some chili if you like. Then you roll it up and eat it. I've heard it's very popular in Taiwan, but it hasn't entered the mainland market yet."

Hearing this, Mr. He got excited: "The mainland market is so big, if we introduce this, we'll definitely make money! Linlin, have you ever tried it?"

“I haven’t been to Taiwan, and there aren’t any in mainland China yet, so where am I supposed to eat?” He Wenlin said. “I heard about it from my classmates at school, and I think this is an opportunity.”

He Dashun: "Your classmate likes to eat it, but what if the others don't?"

He Wenlin: "Uncle, you can't say that. Some people like any food, and some people hate it. If you're willing to take a chance, I suggest you learn how to make scallion pancakes and then start a company that specializes in producing raw scallion pancake dough."

"Where do you sell these raw embryos?" Tang Ping asked. "Nobody knows about them yet."

“It’s very simple, I know all about it.” Mr. He said confidently, “You can set up a stall at the night market and sell hand-pulled pancakes. Just put up a sign that says ‘Wanwan Specialty Hand-pulled Pancakes’ to attract people. People will definitely be willing to try it. If it’s delicious, you’ll have repeat customers. With so many customers there every day, the business won’t be bad. As long as you sell well, people will follow suit. Then people will ask about it. You can also spend money to advertise at bus stops and leave your phone number. I guarantee people will come to buy from you.”

Upon hearing these words, He Wenlin instantly looked at her father with new respect!

"Dad, you're amazing! You even knew to put up a sign like 'Taiwanese Specialty Food,' that's impressive!" He Wenlin praised her father, giving him a thumbs up.

"That sounds like a good idea," He Wenhua said, somewhat tempted.

“Even if you only target the Shaoxing market, that’s enough,” He Wenlin said. “If you do it, I can help you connect with major supermarkets later.”

At this time, there probably isn't much of a market for selling in supermarkets, because not many people make their own scallion pancakes at home right now, but it's still a viable option.

"Linlin, from what you're saying, you really like hand-pulled pancakes. Why don't you make them yourself?" He Wenhua asked.

“Because I don’t want to work so hard building towers. My goal is to become the king of towers. My focus from now on is Master He,” He Wenlin said. “Setting up a stall is different from learning a skill or starting a company. Think about it yourself. If you don’t have such big ambitions, you don’t need to work so hard. The first person to try something new will definitely make money.”

"If we do it, wouldn't we have to go to Taiwan to learn the trade?" He Dashun said. "It's quite an investment."

“Of course, if you people go there to learn, the expenses and tuition fees will be considerable. Alternatively, you could poach someone from there who knows how to do it and give them a salary and shares,” He Wenlin said. “Any business requires investment.”

~~

After He Wenhua returned home, all he could think about was what He Wenlin had said.

To be honest, he wants to do it.

He admired He Wenlin's family's financial situation and trusted He Wenlin's judgment.

“I think selling pancakes at a stall is fine,” He Dashun said. “Wenhua, just focus on making pancakes and don’t think about anything else.”

"Dad, I want to try it. I want to go to Taiwan and take a look."

"It would cost a lot of money to invest, and what if the people here don't like it?"

"Doing business is inherently risky."

He Wenhua had barely finished speaking when He Wenjun called...

"Brother, are you in?" He Wenjun asked.

"What? What are you going to do?"

“I was thinking, if you’re going to do it, I’ll invest in you and give you some shares,” He Wenjun said.

"How about we go to the night market in Taiwan and try some food?"

"Going to take a look is fine, but I can't be away for too long. If you want to study, you can stay and study, and I can share the expenses with you."

...

Both brothers were interested and stayed for over an hour.

The next day, He Wenhua didn't bother making pancakes; he let He Dashun do it instead.

He rushed over early in the morning, and the two brothers went to find He Wenlin privately to ask for her opinion.

“I have no objection. If you’re going to partner up, I need to make things clear beforehand. Don’t let money cause a rift in the future. Everything should be written down in black and white,” He Wenlin said. “Before that, you should go to Taiwan to take a look and try things out. It would be best if you could learn a trade. Don’t hire a master; you can pay a little extra for tuition.”

They'll definitely be going as tourists and won't stay long.

In urgent situations, the tuition fees are likely to be high.