He's father went to register for his driver's license test. He Wenlin checked the time; it was only 2:20. Hongda and the shirt factory weren't working overtime tonight, so there was no rush to go back and make fast food.
He Wenlin took a motorcycle taxi to the breakfast shop.
Grandma He, Huang Chunxiang, and Xia Xiaohua, who works part-time, are all making dumplings here.
Now, Xia Xiaohua and Yang Lijuan, the two part-time workers at the breakfast shop, have had their working hours extended.
Xia Xiaohua helps make dumplings and pack takeout orders during the lunch and afternoon rush hours, while Yang Lijuan helps her second brother He Wenjun with washing and chopping.
He Wenlin also hired an extra full-time employee so that someone could fill in when they were on vacation. The newly hired full-time employee, Hu Hongmei, will start work tomorrow, but He Wenlin requires her to come to Yihaodian for two days first to learn how to make glutinous rice balls.
There are many rice balls to make here every day, and they are mostly for delivery, so there are plenty of opportunities to practice.
"Shanshan isn't here."
Grandma He laughed and said, "She went to get orders."
"She's probably afraid of being outshone by Peng Liang."
He Wenlin encourages healthy competition among employees.
"I'm going to check on my second brother."
He Wenlin then went to store number two.
My second brother is shredding potatoes.
Yang Lijuan is washing and preparing vegetables.
"Linlin, what brings you here? Aren't you cooking over there this afternoon?"
"Yes, I'll do it, but there's no rush. I can get back around 3 PM. Hongda and the shirt factory don't have overtime," He Wenlin said. "How does it feel to be able to handle things independently now?"
"It's not as scary as I imagined."
He Wenjun was always afraid that he would not do well, and he was very timid.
"As long as the others cooperate well with you and you pay attention, there won't be any problems."
We're not making high-end dishes now. As long as you make sure the taste is good, don't use inferior ingredients, don't miss orders, don't deliver late, and manage your time reasonably, just like when we were on Yihaodian, there won't be any problems. It's just like we're cooking in a different place.
As long as it's not a matter of principle, everything is negotiable.
The second brother and He Shan are both young, but they are willing to work and are smart. Even though they haven't been with He Wenlin for long, they are quick to learn. However, they don't know how to cook many dishes yet and still need to continue learning.
Management skills require further learning.
As long as they don't make the fundamental mistakes she mentioned, He Wenlin is willing to give them time to grow. People grow through making mistakes, and He Wenlin is willing to bear the costs of trial and error.
Around 3 p.m., He Wenlin got up to go back to No. 1 Fast Food Restaurant.
At this moment, Peng Liang returned.
"Hey boss, you're here too." Peng Liang's face was flushed from the sun and he was covered in sweat, but he was still smiling happily. "I only sold eight sets of the vouchers at fifty yuan each, which is only four hundred yuan. I didn't keep them. You can take them first."
Peng Liang handed the money to He Wenlin.
He Wenlin counted them, confirmed there were no problems, and wrote a receipt for Peng Liang.
Peng Liang was surprised: "We even wrote receipts between us?"
"Of course I'll write it."
To put it bluntly, only a portion of the vouchers have been sold so far. This time, Peng Liang gave her 400 yuan, and the next time and the time after that, he'll sell a portion more and give her some more money. In the end, there will be no receipts. What if the accounts don't match up and he refuses to acknowledge it?
He Wenlin had suffered losses in her past life, so now she is very strict about money when doing business. She insists on everything in black and white, so no one can deny it.
“I guess people don’t know me well yet and lack trust, so the vouchers haven’t sold. I’ll go to the factory more often and get to know them better, then it should sell better,” Peng Liang said.
When he was in the shirt factory, everyone knew him, and the team leaders were familiar with him, so selling vouchers went very smoothly. But here, the situation is different; everyone is afraid of being scammed.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work. The breakfast shop will have a phone installed in the next couple of days. After the phone is installed, we'll print out some flyers to advertise, so customers can order by phone, and it will be more convenient for us to communicate."
“That way, nearby residents can also call to order takeout. If they don’t like our rice bowls, they’ll definitely be willing to order wontons, steamed dumplings, or something similar,” Peng Liang said. “But there has to be a minimum order quantity, otherwise, if they order a breakfast for 1.5 yuan, why would we deliver it? It’s not worth it!”
“Let’s set the minimum order at three orders,” He Wenlin said. “You should focus on this for now: first, keep an eye on the production of steamed dumplings and xiaolongbao, and second, keep up with the takeout orders. We must increase the volume.”
"Don't worry, little boss."
It was almost time, and they couldn't delay any longer, so He Wenlin took a motorcycle taxi back to No. 1 Fast Food Restaurant.
Back at the shop, it was already 3:40. All the side dishes were ready, just waiting for He Wenlin to start cooking.
Tonight's fast food is braised duck with konjac, stir-fried corn kernels with diced ham, and stir-fried bean sprouts.
He Ba and Lin Fei were already making stir-fried bean sprouts.
He Wenlin quickly made braised duck with konjac, a dish that takes a little longer to prepare.
At five o'clock, all the dishes were cooked, and He Wenlin quickly made two batches of egg roll batter so that the machine wouldn't be idle.
To ensure the recipe remains secret, only He Wenlin, her father, and He Wenjun know how to make the egg roll batter.
He Wenlin ran into Xu Jing and Zhou Liping when she finished making two batches of egg roll batter.
Xu Jing rushed over and hugged He Wenlin: "Linlin, you're amazing! I love you to death!"
He Wenlin pushed her away with a look of disgust: "Hey, let go of me right now, it's so hot."
"No, I won't let go!" Xu Jing excitedly hugged him tighter and tighter.
"If you love me, send me a red envelope. Don't just say nice things."
"I'll buy you something delicious, how about a cream cake? I'll bring it to you tomorrow."
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