Gu Qingcheng said: "No need for a ticket, you can eat directly."
The price is quite reasonable without the need for a ticket. You should know that the school cafeteria and the state-owned restaurants outside charge 30 cents per serving, and you need a ticket.
The taste is not as good as here.
Although it was quite appropriate to say so, some people still whispered worriedly.
"This...doing business...won't get me caught, right?"
"Yes, although we are allowed to do business now, I am still a little scared..."
"Will we get into trouble if we sell their stuff?"
Gu Qingcheng saw everyone's concerns and explained loudly: "Don't worry, the country now encourages self-employed people. We are operating legally and will not be arrested!"
"Today is mainly for promotion. Everyone come and try it. If you like it, come back later!"
Someone noticed Gu Qingcheng's cheerful personality and waved and shouted.
"Okay, boss, give me three servings of wontons!"
“They all need thin crust!”
This was a good start, Gu Qingcheng nodded quickly: "Okay! Qiqi, go get the wontons!"
On the first day of setting up the stall, although there were many people coming to taste the food, not many actually bought anything.
Gu Qingcheng was not discouraged. In everything, one cannot just focus on immediate interests, one must look to the long term to reap rewards.
As long as the taste is good, business will gradually improve.
As the sun sets, the people at the school gate gradually disperse.
Gu Qingcheng, Zhu Qiqi and Song Mingming began to pack up the stall.
Zhu Qiqi was responsible for counting the money. She nodded and said a little frustratedly.
"Qingcheng, we sold 20 bowls today and made 5 yuan, but lost 600 yuan, a loss of 595 yuan! My heart is bleeding!"
Hearing this, Gu Qingcheng paused.
"Yo, we sold 20 bowls. That's pretty good."
She originally thought that no one would buy on the first day.
I didn’t expect to have income, that’s great.
Gu Qingcheng's mentality was quite good, while Zhu Qiqi had a bitter face and was tapping an abacus frantically beside him.
Song Mingming was puzzled: "Qiqi, what are you doing? Weren't you just settling all the accounts?"
Zhu Qiqi sniffed and said, "I'm calculating how long it will take us to make back all the money we lost."
Gu Qingcheng laughed, walked over and patted their shoulders.
"Oh! Don't think too much. Let's think about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow! We have to treat our own stomachs today."
"I'll treat you to dinner at the state-owned restaurant!"
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Gu Qingcheng, Zhu Qiqi and Song Mingming arrived at the state-owned hotel opposite the school gate and pushed open the heavy wooden door of the hotel.
From a distance, the paint on the door is mottled and the door panel reveals a dark wood color.
A mixture of oil smoke and the aroma of food wafted into my face. There were not many people in the store now. It was past mealtime, so there were relatively more good seats.
The three of them found a table by the window and sat down.
"Waiter, comrade!" Zhu Qiqi shouted.
A young girl in a blue work suit and two pigtails came over.
"Comrades, what would you like to eat?"
The waiter held the order menu in his hand and glanced over the three people.
Gu Qingcheng handed over the menu: "Take a look, what do you want to eat?"
Zhu Qiqi and Song Mingming are used to saying "whatever", and now they subconsciously want to say "whatever" again.
Gu Qingcheng curled his lips and said, "We don't sell anything here. What do you want to eat? Take a look. I'll treat you!"
The two of them stopped refusing and ordered a bowl of plain noodles each.
What’s in the plain noodles?
Nothing.
There were only noodles with some green onions and garlic leaves on top, which was not filling at all.
After working all night, Gu Qingcheng said, "Don't listen to them. Bring me three servings of beef noodles."
"Okay!" The waiter took note and went to the kitchen.
Zhu Qiqi and Song Mingming felt really painful.
Especially Zhu Qiqi, who was quite good at calculating accounts, said immediately.
"Qingcheng, we've spent so much today. If we spend so much more on beef noodles, won't we get nothing in return?"
The price of a serving of beef noodles is basically three times that of wontons.
Gu Qingcheng smiled and said, "Qiqi, I still say the same thing. On the surface, it seems that we are spending more than we earn this time, but today is a signboard event, and we should spread this expenditure over every day of making money in the future. Six hundred yuan, spread over three years, is just the cost of a bowl of wontons. From this perspective, isn't it not too expensive?"
Zhu Qiqi and Song Mingming were both shocked.
I actually felt that what Gu Qingcheng said made a lot of sense.
I couldn't help but cover my head.
Gu Qingcheng quickly asked, "What's wrong? Why are you two like this?"
Zhu Qiqi took a deep breath and said, "Head, head hurts, I...I think I'm going to grow a brain...Oh my god..."
Song Mingming: "I...I'm almost there too. Something called knowledge has flooded into my mind."
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