He Wenlin was unaware of He Xing's plans.
She dozed off in bed for over an hour, and when she woke up it was already past nine o'clock. She quickly prepared her midnight snack.
At 10 o'clock, Mr. and Mrs. He took 16 servings of fried noodles and 6 servings of fried rice to sell as late-night snacks at the factory gate a little further away.
He Wenlin was in the shop with her younger brother.
At 10:15, the store saw a peak in customers coming for late-night snacks.
With Lin Fei away, He Wenlin was busy managing the stove all by herself, barely having time to rest.
He Wenlin was busy cooking two portions in one pot for almost half an hour before she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
However, the profits were also good. He Wenlin hadn't done the accounting yet, but she roughly estimated that she would sell thirty portions that night.
By 11 o'clock, there were hardly any customers left. He Wenlin tallied up the revenue from dinner that day. The income from individual customers was 45 yuan, which was exactly 30 servings, just as He Wenlin had estimated.
He Qianlinfei earned 119 yuan from setting up her stall in the evening. While setting up her stall, she received orders for eleven boxed lunches for tomorrow noon and five glutinous rice balls for tomorrow morning, for a total income of 24 yuan.
The money they collected this evening was exactly the same.
In the evening, the store received orders for 26 servings of fried noodles and 73 boxed meals for tomorrow's noon, totaling 243.4 yuan.
However, there was only 241.7 yuan in the bag, a difference of one yuan and seventy cents.
Tonight, Mr. and Mrs. He took out twenty-two late-night snacks, and their income... resulted in a loss of 67.
Because I received a counterfeit 100 yuan note.
Strictly speaking, it's more than 67, because it could have earned 33.
“You don’t even check the money carefully. You sold more than 20 portions and only made a few dollars. You lost tens of dollars in one go.” Mrs. He was heartbroken and couldn’t help but complain to Mr. He, “Shanshan and the others have been selling for so many days without receiving counterfeit money, but you received counterfeit money after just one sale.”
Mr. He was also unhappy about being complained about: "The lighting was so dim, how could I see clearly? Besides, I was so busy, and the customers were rushing me, how could I pay attention? It's not like I wanted to accept counterfeit money."
"Alright, Mom and Dad, stop talking. It's normal to receive counterfeit money. People deliberately take advantage of the dim lighting at night and when they're busy to use it. It's impossible to do business without receiving counterfeit money. Let's not say anything more. It's not a big deal." He Wenlin was afraid that the two of them would start arguing. "It's only a few dozen yuan. Your daughter can afford to lose it."
"You're certainly rich and powerful." Although Aunt He was unhappy, she didn't say anything more after hearing He Wenlin's words.
"Business looks even better today. How much is the turnover?" Mr. He asked.
"More than a thousand."
The actual price is as high as 1209.2 yuan, not including the 100 yuan counterfeit bill.
It set a new historical record.
That's very good.
"So many???" Mr. and Mrs. He's eyes widened in disbelief.
They work themselves to the bone, and their salary is only 1,200 or 1,300 yuan.
But this unassuming little shop has a daily turnover of up to a thousand!
That's incredible!
“But breakfast doesn’t make money,” He Wenlin said. “Now there’s a new Yangzhou fried rice stall at the crossroads. I tried it today, and it tastes good. I’m afraid it will steal some customers away from me.”
Mr. He: "Then we won't send the eggs."
“I’ve already said I’d give it away, so I can’t go back on my word. Honesty is the most important thing in business. I’ve ordered red banners, and tomorrow I’ll hang them on the left, right, and back of the house so everyone knows that you can eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner here, and there’s even a late-night snack.”
Banner reads: Hunan Girl Fast Food, boxed meals, fried rice noodles, fried noodles, breakfast, lunch, dinner, and late-night snacks.
It's like an advertising billboard.
People who pass by in the future will be able to see it.
"You have so much money on you, don't lose it. You live in the dormitory, there are many people there. Give it to me, I'll keep it safe for you." Aunt He's "claws" had already reached for He Wenlin's money.
He Wenlin quickly stuffed the money into her bag. Just kidding, once the money is in her parents' hands, it'll be hard to get it back.
It's not that parents are stingy; it's just that the cost of trial and error is too high for ordinary people. Parents are just ordinary people; their mindset, perspective, and overall perspective can't be the same as those of successful people, so they can't afford to provide their children with the resources to make mistakes.
"It won't get lost, I'll keep it myself," He Wenlin said. "I need to buy a lot of things tomorrow, and my business is expanding, so I need money everywhere. It would be troublesome to ask you for more. Don't worry, I'll keep it in my card from now on."
After saying that, He Wenlin, afraid that her parents would be unhappy, counted out two hundred yuan: "This is my gift to you two, one hundred yuan each."
Mr. and Mrs. He were initially angry because He Wenlin was unwilling to hand over the money to them, but now that they have received the gift, their mood has immediately brightened.
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