At 7:30 a.m., once the peak hours were over, He Wenlin went to Mr. Guo's stall at the farmers' market again to sample and promote her products.
After an hour and a half of sales, the 25 jin of goods that had been brought to Boss Guo in the early morning were sold out again.
In fact, she sold far more than 25 jin (12.5 kg) of goods here this morning. She also sold off her stock from yesterday afternoon.
Yesterday afternoon, no one was doing product sampling or promotion, so sales were not good. The twenty-odd kilograms of goods that Mr. Guo brought in the afternoon were basically not sold; they were all sold in the last hour or so.
"Xiao He, you could come and sell for an hour every morning and afternoon, that would boost our business," Guo Dali said. "The more I sell here, the more stock I can get from you, and your sales will increase too."
"Mr. Guo, I'm offering you such a low price. If I were to spend money to send people over to promote it, I'd be losing money hand over fist," He Wenlin said with a smile. "Mr. Guo, you can put two rice cookers here. You can steam some rice for tasting every morning and noon. You can also put a loudspeaker with a recording function and play it on a loop."
These are all tactics that He Wenlin was used to seeing in department stores in her previous life.
Guo Dali slapped his forehead: "That's right, how come I didn't think of that? Hey, you young people are so smart. Then send me another fifty jin tomorrow morning at dawn!"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Guo, I'm afraid we won't be able to deliver this many tomorrow."
Guo Dali's eyes widened: "With so many people in your shop, you can't even wrap fifty jin a day?"
“Mr. Guo, we have a lot of people, but we also need to make fast food. In addition, we have customers who have ordered cooked food, and Mr. Luo has also ordered 200 jin and paid the deposit. So for now, I can only supply you with about 20 jin per day at most.”
The main problem is that making xiaolongbao (soup dumplings) is quite troublesome, as it requires manual kneading of the dough. He Wenlin wanted to buy an egg beater, but she is always so busy every day, and fast food cannot do without her, so she can only buy things at specific times, and sometimes she cannot buy them all at once.
He Wenlin added, "I will try my best to send you as much as possible, but I can't guarantee the xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), I can only try to make as many dumplings as possible."
"Your business is so good? Two hundred catties, which Mr. Luo? It can't be Luo Zhonghui from our market, can it?" Guo Dali was on high alert.
"It's him."
Guo Dali's heart pounded.
But then He Wenlin added, "However, he also knows that you've already started selling here, and I don't have enough stock, so he ordered 200 jin of goods to sell at the Wenshan Village vegetable market. Don't worry."
"That's good, but you need to keep up with production on your end. Business is just starting to pick up."
“I’m going to buy an egg beater in a bit. Buying this will save me time,” He Wenlin said. “Mr. Guo, I’ll be going now.”
Guo Dali hesitated for a moment, then called out to her, "After you deliver the goods to Luo Zhonghui, prepare another 100 jin of goods for me."
Guo Dali thought he should make the reservation in advance so that he wouldn't be too busy to cook for himself later.
After saying that, Guo Dali paid He Wenlin a deposit of one hundred yuan, and the two wrote a receipt and signed it.
After leaving the farmers' market, He Wenlin quickly rode her bike back, and then called on Grandma He to go to Rainbow South Road together.
Rainbow South Road is a bit far, so He Wenlin and her grandmother took a taxi directly over.
He Wenlin bought a 20-liter egg beater. Why is it called an egg beater?
Because with this thing, you can install an egg beater to make cakes, change to a curved hook to knead dough and make bread, and change to a flat one to mix fillings.
This cost He Wenlin nearly two thousand yuan.
He Wenlin also bought two egg roll machines, which cost another 680 yuan.
These kinds of devices are very expensive; He Wenlin lost 2,600 yuan in one go.
He Wenlin noticed that they also sold ovens and electric fryers. She inquired about the prices and asked for the owner's phone number, thinking that she could just call them next time she wanted something.
When they returned to the store, Grandma He and her granddaughter He Wenlin rode in their delivery truck.
Since I bought something so expensive and heavy, it's naturally included with the delivery.
Once home, after settling the bill, He Wenlin quickly started cooking.
It's already 10:30. If we don't make fast food soon, we'll be too late.
The dumpling business is important, and so is the fast food business.
Because of the rush to deliver goods, Grandma Ruan has arranged for her to come over at six o'clock every morning these past few days.
Of course, in addition to her salary, He Wenlin also provided her with three meals a day.
"We won't be working overtime tonight." As soon as Aunt He got off work at noon, she brought the good news.
"It's too rushed, Mom. I need your help tonight," He Wenlin said. "Boss Guo wants some goods, but I only agreed to give him twenty jin."
With Aunt He here tonight, we can make at least five or six more pounds of steamed dumplings.
"Linlin, your business is booming!" He Hui arrived and said with a smile, "Are you still taking on apprentices? I'd like to learn from you too."
"Sure, no problem."
He Hui's girlfriend, Huang Dandan, smiled and said, "Can the tuition be a little less? You're from the same place."
"Sure, no problem."
He Wenlin readily agreed.
He Wenlin thought they were joking, but to her surprise, just as she had seen off the last group of guests and was about to sit down for dinner, He Hui and his girlfriend arrived.
"Linlin, we really want to learn your craft from you, we're not joking," He Hui said seriously.
Zhou Libo has stopped coming to school today, and he has also quit his job at the Bosi factory. He is currently actively looking for a suitable place to rent a house, preparing to set up a stall and start his own business.
“Learning a skill is a good thing. I think you all know how much Zhou Libo paid for his tuition with me.”
Although He Wenlin had told Zhou Libo that the tuition fees should be kept secret, He Wenlin did not believe that a living person could really keep a secret.
Especially since He Hui was his roommate, and they often ate, drank, and had fun together, it was impossible for him not to know.
He Wenlin continued, "If you want to learn how to make glutinous rice balls, the tuition fee is 1,200."
After all, they are neighbors, and when she was busy before, she would come quickly when she asked him for help, so He Wenlin was willing to give her a discount.
He Wenlin is the type of person who doesn't mind earning a little less for acquaintances and relatives and friends with whom she has a good relationship.
"Can't you make it any cheaper?"
He Wenlin: "This is already a friendly price, Sister Dandan."
"We don't have any money on hand right now, can we owe you some?"
"You can pay me 800 first, and I can pay you the rest when you make money."
“How about we give you two hundred first?” Huang Dandan said. “We still need to buy a snack cart and rent a house, so we don’t have enough money. Anyway, you’re from the same place and your homes are close by, so you won’t be shortchanged. He can’t run away. You’ve been doing business for so long, you shouldn’t be in a hurry to use this money, right?”
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