"Brother Zhou."
He Wenlin called out with a smile.
Zhou Libo was somewhat surprised and a little guilty when he saw He Wenlin: "What brings you here?"
"Come and see, Brother Zhou, how's business? Is it good? Are you making a fortune?" He Wenlin didn't mention a word about what she had just seen.
"It's alright. There's a lot of foot traffic here, especially on Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays. We can sell about 120 or 130 a night," Zhou Libo said.
Before He Xing set up his stall here, he could sell more than two hundred a day on weekends.
He Xing is now selling glutinous rice balls not far away, which has a certain impact on his business.
That's why Zhou Libo was so angry.
However, Zhou Libo didn't say this to He Wenlin.
"That's not bad. If you sell breakfast for a while in the morning, even if you only sell fifty, you'll make the equivalent of two or three months' worth in one month."
"It definitely earns more than working a regular job. Speaking of which, I should thank you. Want a drink? My treat, Coke or juice?"
"Okay, then I won't stand on ceremony with Brother Zhou, I'll have Wahaha." Zhou Libo had drinks on his snack cart.
He mainly sells glutinous rice balls, but he also sells a few drinks along with them. People often choke on their rice balls and will buy a drink.
He Wenlin and He Shan each took a bottle of Wahaha.
"Brother Zhou, do you need to pay money to set up a stall here?" He Wenlin asked.
"Yes. But the government encourages the economy and the development of individuals, so the procedures are very easy to handle and they won't hold us ordinary people hostage. For a small stall like mine, I only need to pay 100 yuan a month. For larger stalls or more lively stalls at the beginning or middle of the night market, the stall fee will be more."
Before coming, Zhou Libo was actually worried that people would block him and not process his paperwork.
Unexpectedly, it wasn't as difficult as he had imagined. He sent two packs of cigarettes, and the matter was settled immediately.
"That's good, and not expensive either."
He Shan tugged at He Wenlin's sleeve: "Linlin, you don't mean to come here and sell dumplings, steamed buns, and egg rolls, do you?"
“Dumplings and xiaolongbao can only be sold to housewives. People who come here to shop are here to relax. They can spend hours browsing. Who would buy that stuff? It would all go bad by the time they got home,” He Wenlin said. “Promoting egg rolls would be fine, but we need a place to put them.”
He Wenlin handed Zhou Libo a business card: "Brother Zhou, this is my shop's phone number. If you see any good stalls for sale here, please keep an eye out for me."
"Hey, General Manager, Linlin, you're doing pretty well these days," Zhou Libo said. "Are you going to sell glutinous rice balls too?"
If He Wenlin also starts selling glutinous rice balls, he won't be able to do business.
He Wenlin laughed and said, "Since you and my uncle are both selling here, I won't join in the fun. I'm going to sell egg rolls and fried dough twists."
Zhou Libo's expression changed: "Linlin, you saw it?"
"Yes, I saw it."
"You...aren't angry?"
He Wenlin laughed and said, "I'm angry, angry that I didn't earn his tuition fees."
Zhou Libo: "..."
"Don't feel guilty. If he doesn't learn from you, he can learn from Liu Xiaomei. I knew this day would come when I took him on as an apprentice. Just do your job well and beat him."
Hearing this, Zhou Libo breathed a sigh of relief.
Actually, he regretted teaching He Xing a little and felt a bit sorry for He Wenlin. Fortunately, He Wenlin was generous and didn't hold it against him.
"Linlin, I'm relieved to hear that. Don't worry, I'll let you know as soon as there's any news about the stall."
"Then I'll trouble you. We won't interfere with your business. Let's go and look around somewhere else."
He Wenlin and He Shan strolled around while drinking beverages. When they saw a tape recorder for sale, they decisively spent 260 yuan to buy one and even asked the seller to give them three cassette tapes as a gift: one of a collection of English songs, one of Richie Jen's album, and one of Teresa Teng's.
He Wenlin also went to a bookstore and bought an English listening cassette tape, so she could play English listening exercises when there were no guests and play music when guests came.
Find a good reason for your future outstanding English grades.
When I got back to the store, it was already 9:45.
Mr. He took a nap and is now up and opening the shop.
He Wenlin put the tape recorder in the store and then played Richie Jen's "Sad Pacific Ocean".
He Wenlin hummed along with the melody.
“The family downstairs has moved away,” Mr. He suddenly said.
"They moved away?" He Wenlin exclaimed in surprise. "Isn't it not time yet?"
"Who knows? Anyway, I saw them call a tricycle tonight and take all my belongings away. I asked them, and they said they weren't coming. They also gave me the keys."
“Then tomorrow I’ll have someone change the lock cylinder and install the iron gate. The day after tomorrow I’ll call Boss Meng and ask him to send over five egg roll machines,” He Wenlin said. “I plan to rent a stall at the night market to promote egg rolls and fried dough twists.”
"Why are you setting up a stall at the night market again? With so much business, can you handle it all?"
"It's also because of the large volume of customers. Zhou Libo can sell 120 to 130 glutinous rice balls in one night at the night market."
Mr. He was shocked: "Business is so good! He must be making at least two thousand yuan a month!"
“Definitely,” He Wenlin said. “I even ran into my uncle, who also sells glutinous rice balls at the night market.”
"His food isn't good, how can he have any business?" After saying that, Mr. He paused and said, "Did he learn how to make crispy snacks from Zhou Libo?"
He Wenlin smiled and said, "Dad, you're actually quite smart."
"Holy crap!" Mr. He exclaimed excitedly, "I told you not to teach your apprentice, and now look what happened! He got the chance to learn the skills!"
Mr. He gets angry whenever he thinks about what He Xing did before.
The thought that He Xing would have to rely on the skills passed down from their family to make money in the future made her feel even more distressed.
“Dad, with his limited vision and narrow-mindedness, he won’t go far.”
"Forget about vision or anything, all I know is that he's making money now! And I'm not happy about it!"
He's father is now particularly eager to overturn his business.
“Zhou Libo overturned his business today,” He Wenlin said. “Does hearing this news make you feel any better?”
Mr. He was taken aback and asked, "Why did Zhou Libo overturn his stall? Didn't He Xing give him any money?"
"It's He Xing who didn't keep his promise. They had agreed that after He Xing learned the skills, he would set up a stall in another place and wouldn't be allowed to steal business from the night market. But since there was no contract, He Xing is now denying it."
"In that case, the night market business should still be okay, and He Xing probably won't come back to steal our business."
Mr. He didn't want He Xing to make money, but he also didn't want He Xing to come back and steal his business after learning the skills.
"The night market is very crowded, so barring any unforeseen circumstances, he won't be coming back."
In a few years, the night market will see a surge in visitors as more and more people come to Shaoxing to work.
“I told Brother Zhou today that I’d like to keep an eye out for suitable stalls. If there are any, I plan to set one up and promote my egg rolls and fried dough twists there.”
"Will it work?"
"Whether it works or not, we have to try. Even if we can't sell them, we won't lose much money," He Wenlin said.
With such a large customer flow, increasing promotional efforts will ensure good business.
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