It was still 8:30, and the breakfast shop was very busy. He Wenlin originally wanted to eat glutinous rice balls, but seeing that several people were waiting for them, she packed a serving of wontons to eat at the No. 2 shop instead.
My second brother arrived here early this morning. He's been busy making dumplings and steamed buns lately, so he brought the filling that Ruan Jianxin had prepared to wrap them.
Today is December 8th.
The winter solstice is just fourteen days away, and the production pressure is quite high.
"How's the preparation of the goods going?" He Wenlin asked after taking a bite of her hot wonton.
"The goods for Boss Luo, Boss Guo, and Boss Zhang were all delivered yesterday. Now we only need the goods for Wankelai Supermarket, which should all arrive around the 15th," the second brother said.
"Second brother, could you randomly pick one dumpling and one steamed bun from the ones you're currently making and steam them for me?"
"Isn't it enough for you? If not, go to the breakfast shop up ahead and get another portion to go. I'll steam it for you now, but you won't be able to eat it for a while."
"It's not that I'm not full, I want to try the food. You have to sample each batch, right?"
Recently, He Wenlin hasn't had time to manage matters related to the frozen product line. Considering that everyone makes mistakes, she has repeatedly requested and emphasized that for each batch of dumplings and xiaolongbao, they must first steam some for tasting to ensure there are no problems before continuing to make and sell them.
"I've tried them all, don't worry. I'm also afraid of ruining the reputation." The second brother said as he steamed two trays of food in a steamer.
A dozen minutes later, He Wenlin dipped the dumplings in the fragrant chili sauce and ate them in two bites, savoring them carefully.
"How about it?"
He Wenlin nodded: "That's good, but we can't let our guard down just because there haven't been any problems with the previous tastings. Tasting is a very important part of our food production."
"Yes, we'll do as you say." The second brother then asked, "Did the fried dough twists and peach shortbread arrive at the supermarket today?"
"Yeah, Lotus Supermarket gave us four slots. It's almost the weekend, so we can make a big push."
"Our products are of good quality and inexpensive, so business is sure to be good."
"That's not necessarily true. It depends on whether the store provides a good location and the sales promoter is excellent."
For suppliers, the biggest fear is that the store won't support them.
There are countless products in a supermarket, but without a good display location, the products cannot be sold. Otherwise, the woman surnamed Xiao wouldn't have been so angry and kicked her own display.
“Recently, many business owners at the liberal arts college have followed suit and started offering vouchers. Yesterday, we didn’t sell many vouchers.” The second brother’s face darkened as he spoke of this. “These people are really something. They don’t try to come up with their own solutions; they just copy us.”
"If others have any good methods for selling goods, we will learn from them."
He Wenlin was not surprised that other shops around the school followed suit. She knew that it was impossible to have a business that operated on its own, so the only way to sustain the business was to improve the quality of the goods and services.
"That's true. Although we didn't sell many sets of vouchers yesterday, our overall order volume didn't drop much, especially the mushroom and chicken congee and the hand-grabbed rice, which were particularly popular with students."
He Wenlin sells porridge for 1.6 yuan a bowl. The portion is quite large, the taste is excellent, and the market feedback is very positive.
"Once I'm done with this busy period, I'll teach you how to make seafood porridge. It tastes incredibly delicious."
Now that peach shortbread and fried dough twists are gradually entering supermarkets, He Wenlin's goal is two million, so she is currently focusing her energy on this.
After leaving the second store, He Wenlin went to Jun Zhonghui's stall at the farmers' market.
These are my clients, they live so close by, so I come over every now and then to show my face and keep in touch.
Since Mr. Luo rented the space at the entrance of Caishikou and set up a tent to sell frozen goods, peach shortbread, and egg rolls, he has made a lot of money.
This stall alone generates several hundred yuan in revenue per day.
The vans used for the slow-moving tours have all been replaced with brand new minivans.
Luo Zhonghui was particularly enthusiastic when he saw He Wenlin.
He Wenlin talked to him for a while, and then took a taxi back to the Caijiang Village fast food restaurant.
Before heading back to the fast food restaurant, she stopped at the entrance of the Caijiang Village Farmers Market. She stood there for a while at Zhang Hong's stall, but seeing that his business was good, she didn't linger and went to greet Guo Dali.
After walking around the restaurant, it was almost 11 o'clock when I got back.
Mr. He and Lin Fei were cooking.
"The young boss is back."
"The young boss hasn't been back here for a long time."
Tang Caihong and Li Xuehua smiled broadly when they saw He Wenlin.
Hearing their voices, He's father and Lin Fei turned around to look.
He's father has indeed improved.
During this period, He Wenlin stayed at the food factory and spent some time at the No. 2 store every day. However, she hardly managed the No. 1 store, which was entirely supported by her father and Lin Fei.
Business is stable and there have been no problems.
Therefore, if a person puts their heart into it, they can indeed do things well.
"How's business today?" He Wenlin asked.
"It's about the same as usual," Mr. He said.
"Business has improved a little bit recently," Lin Fei said.
He Wenlin's eyes lit up: "What do you mean? A new client? A new factory opening nearby?"
“Bosi Factory and Hongda have been rushing to meet their orders lately, and they’ve been ordering late-night snacks from us for the past few days,” Lin Fei said. “Also, the house that unscrupulous landlord used to live in has been rented out and turned into an entertainment venue. There’s a card room on the second floor, a billiards room on the first floor, and a few game consoles.”
"A heartless landlord?" He Wenlin thought for a moment. "You mean Song Bo's side?"
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