Chapter 10 Doing business requires the right timing, location, and people. (shuhaige.net)



He Wenlin wants to increase production; it's definitely not enough with just two middle school students and two elementary school students.

So He Wenlin called He Shan over.

He Shan is a year older than her, a very reliable person, and quick-witted. They grew up together and have a very close relationship.

In addition, the venue needs to be changed. After all, this is someone else's factory dormitory. We've already taken advantage of them for so many days, and we can't keep doing so.

Another issue is that this area is too narrow, which affects performance.

Rent a house, you absolutely must rent a house!

He Wenlin rode her bicycle home, and her fellow villagers had already gone to work one after another.

Mr. and Mrs. He, as well as He Qian's parents, are still alive.

"Linlin, come and eat. Look how sweaty you are." Aunt He's eyes were full of concern.

Selling boxed lunches this season is actually the most tiring.

Because it's too hot.

Moreover, they have to set up stalls during the hottest part of the day, which is much more difficult than what they suffer in the garment factory.

He Wenlin washed her face before sitting down and starting to eat.

After a busy morning, she was starving and began to eat heartily.

"The five guys from Jiangxi province and the girls you're staying with want ten servings of fried noodles tonight, while Zhou Libo and his five friends want boxed lunches."

After finishing speaking, Aunt He handed the money she had collected to He Wenlin.

He Wenlin counted it; it totaled 24 yuan.

Don't forget.

"The chicken has arrived, so Lin can go to the funeral home without worry." He Wenlin said, her mouth full of rice, her words barely audible.

He Wenlin used to be forgetful and careless, but after recently setting up a stall to sell boxed lunches, her parents completely changed their opinion of her and felt that she had become much more mature.

After the meal, He Wenlin asked her younger brother to wash the dishes while she soaked five pounds of vermicelli.

Then I went out to look around the neighborhood and see if I could find a suitable place to rent.

As they say, doing business requires the right timing, location, and people. He Wenlin went out and, with just a few inquiries, ran into a landlord.

Coincidentally, the house he rented out was right behind the dormitory; there were two adjacent mud-brick and tile houses for rent.

Renting a house isn't expensive at this time, especially for those houses that are only for sleeping and cooking, but not for bathing or using the toilet; they're even less expensive.

After some haggling, He Wenlin finally rented the two rooms for 80 yuan a month, with the rent to be paid monthly and a deposit of 20 yuan.

Because He Wenlin was renting the place to run a business, she was worried that the landlord might suddenly change his mind. After all, there are quite a few unscrupulous landlords, and she had to be careful.

He Wenlin signed a five-year contract with the landlord, with the rent increasing by five yuan each year compared to the previous year.

In other words, the rent is 80 yuan per month now, 85 yuan per month next year, 91 yuan per month the year after, and so on.

After renting the house and checking the water and electricity meters, He Wenlin looked at the time and saw it was still 1:30, very early.

She called He Qian and her siblings, along with her own younger brother, and they moved the things they needed over there.

"You rented a house?" He Qian asked in shock.

Don't you think it's too cramped here?

He Wenlin cooks in the single room where her parents live. The kitchen is partitioned off and is already very small. Now that she runs a boxed lunch business, there are so many things to eat that there's not even enough room for two people to stand in.

They've moved tables outside to pack their orders. In this sweltering heat, packing outside must be incredibly uncomfortable and hot; you can imagine how unpleasant it must be.

"Besides, this is someone else's dormitory after all. I didn't spend a penny and have been doing business for several days. I've already taken advantage of them enough."

He Wenlin was also thinking of finding an opportunity to go to Jiefang West Road to buy some gifts for her mother's boss, as a token of her appreciation for all the water she had spent on her business here.

Because we were only moving things for making boxed lunches, there weren't many items, and since they were close together and could be transported by tricycle, everything was settled in an hour.

I checked the time; it was already 2:15.

"Linlin."

At that moment, He Shan's voice came through.

"You've finally come! I was afraid you wouldn't."

“I saw the note you put on your parents’ door.”

When He Wenlin moved out, she left a note on the door saying she had rented a place behind the dormitory.

He Shan had been to He Wenlin's parents' dormitory before, so as long as she came today, she would definitely see the note. Sure enough, she found it.

"You're selling boxed lunches? Who are you selling them to? You didn't explain clearly over the phone," He Shan asked.

"I set up my own stall, and business has been good these past few days, so I'm too busy to handle everything. That's why I'm asking you for help." After saying that, He Wenlin checked the time. "Hurry up, it's already 2:20. Get moving, or we won't be able to serve the food. We can talk about it later. Hurry up and put your things down to help me."

"JunJun, XiaoJian, you two hurry up and wash the ginger, chili peppers, and chives. After you're done, start cooking the rice. QianQian, chop the winter melon. ShanShan, smash the garlic, smash a lot! Chop two or three pounds of chili peppers and ginger each."

After He Wenlin finished speaking, everyone started moving.

By this time, all the chicken wings had already thawed. He Wenlin cut each chicken wing in half, then blanched them and marinated them.

A box of chicken wings weighs ten pounds, which is about ninety pieces. She's going to make garlic chicken wings tonight, adding three chicken wings to each boxed meal. Three pieces is actually one and a half chicken wings.

I checked the time and it was 3:15.

He Wenlin blanched the pork ribs and quickly put them into a pressure cooker to stew.

She plans to make more boxed lunches this afternoon. Not counting those already pre-ordered, she wants to make at least ninety, plus twenty servings of stir-fried noodles.

Today's meat dishes are braised pork ribs and garlic chicken wings, while the vegetable dishes are stir-fried eggs with chives and winter melon.

Although I made four dishes, I followed the usual rule when packing them up: one set meal with three dishes.

Boxed Meal A: Garlic chicken wings, chives and eggs, winter melon.

Boxed Meal B: Braised pork ribs, scrambled eggs with chives, and winter melon.

With He Shan's addition, efficiency has improved significantly.

At 3:30, He Wenlin asked He Shan to fry chicken wings.

She started cooking.

At four o'clock, He Qian and her two younger brothers started packing.

At 5:15, a total of 54 boxes of Meal Box A were packed. 36 boxes of Meal Box B were packed.

Five B-set meals were reserved for five fellow villagers, including He Hui and Zhou Libo.

"Xiao Jian, go wait for your parents and Brother Zhou at the factory gate, and bring them over here for dinner," He Wenlin said as she stir-fried the last batch of noodles.

"Okay, sis."

He Jian ran excitedly to the entrance of the Bosi Garment Factory and waited.

Less than three minutes later, his parents and other relatives came out.

He Jian said loudly, "Mom and Dad, Uncle and Aunt, Sister Lin rented a house. After dinner, we moved to a place behind the dormitory."

"Rented a house?"

Mr. and Mrs. He were dumbfounded.

He Jian's parents were also taken aback.

Everyone wanted to press He Jian for answers, but He Jian saw those fellow Jiangxi natives and had already gone over to talk to them.

Mr. and Mrs. He could only suppress their questions and went to He Wenlin's side.

"Why did Mr. He move here?" Uncle He Xing asked.

"You didn't even consult us about such a big thing as renting a house." Mr. He was very angry, feeling that he, as the head of the family, was not respected.

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