173, make a little money
173, make a little money
“Can I eat tofu?”
"Can."
“Pork meatballs, please?”
"good."
"Would you like a bowl of noodles? They're two cents each."
"Need not."
"Eating pig offal?"
"Let me see. Give me a string of pig intestines and a string of pig liver."
"I have one penny left. Can I get you two vegetarian dishes?"
"good."
Ruyi put the food the customer ordered into a bamboo tube, and then scooped some soup into it with a spoon.
After asking the customer about his/her taste, Ruyi added a small spoonful of their own special sauce into the soup, as well as some dried radish and green onions.
Lu Mingfei stood by and watched. He asked Ruyi to put another string of fish balls in the bag. He smiled and said to the customer, "You are our first customer, so we will give you an extra string of fish balls. If you like it, you are welcome to come again next time."
"Okay." The young woman didn't expect that she could buy such a large portion of food for five cents. She happily took the bamboo tube and left.
After walking a few steps further, the young woman took a look at the food in the bamboo tube and couldn't help but pick up a string of pork meatballs and take a bite. The meatballs, soaked in the broth, had a slight chewiness, and you could tell they were made of meat. I don't know what the broth is made of, but it's particularly fragrant. Taking a bite of the meatball and dipping it in the broth makes it even more delicious.
At their stall, after the first customer bought something and left, passers-by stopped one after another to ask what kind of food they sold. Some asked and then walked away, but some customers took out money to buy one from them to try.
Seeing that many customers came to inquire, Lu Mingfei simply took out a few skewers of tofu, meatballs and lotus root slices, cut them into small pieces with scissors and put them in a big bowl, so that customers passing by could taste the flavor of their hot pot skewers.
After having the opportunity to taste the food, these passing customers will stop to try the free food. Many customers who like the food will generously pay for it and buy a large portion to eat while walking away.
At this time in the morning, many people come out to buy groceries, so many people have not eaten breakfast yet and are still hungry. But when they smell the delicious hot pot skewers from their restaurant, they can't help but pay for them.
There were even regular customers who frequently bought food from their braised food stall who recognized him and asked him with a smile, "Aren't you from the stall over there? Why are you going out on your own?"
"Haha, this is ours too. This is the Xiangguo Chuanchuan, Manager Hu, would you like to try one?" Lu Mingfei recognized this Manager Hu. He would take two servants out to buy groceries every day and would often eat at their braised food stall. Manager Hu was a generous man. Whenever he went to their braised food stall to eat, he would buy one portion for each of the two servants.
"What kind of food do you have?" Manager Hu smelled something delicious and stretched his neck to look into the pot where the food was being cooked. Just the smell made him drool.
"We have pork balls and fish balls. We made the balls ourselves. We also have tofu. There are soft tofu and fried tofu, as well as bean curd sheets and bean skin. Here are some pig offal. Would you like to eat some?" Lu Mingfei knew that some people did not eat pig offal, so he took out two strings of pig offal and showed them to Manager Hu.
Because some customers don't like to eat pig offal, their braised food stall doesn't sell it. However, the Chuan Chuan Xiang Guo here targets a different customer base. Since they make a small profit here, they choose cheaper ingredients.
Manager Hu was a person who liked to eat pig offal. When he smelled the delicious smell in the pot, he couldn't help but reach out to take a bunch of pig intestines and said, "Let me try some of these."
"Don't worry, we've cleaned these things very well. There's absolutely no odor." Seeing that Manager Hu liked to eat pig intestines, Lu Mingfei took another one out of the pot, brushed it with their special sauce, and handed it to Manager Hu. "Try this one too. I brushed it with sauce, so it tastes richer."
"Well, it's good." Manager Hu took the second string of pig intestines, tasted it, and nodded. "How much is this? Give me one."
"Meat is one cent a skewer, and vegetarian is two skewers for one cent. If you add noodles, it's two cents a portion." Lu Mingfei quoted the price.
"Then give me two." Manager Hu took out a string of copper coins from his pocket and handed it over.
Lu Mingfei took a look and roughly knew how much the string of copper coins was worth. He handed two strings to the servant behind him to taste, and then asked the manager Hu what kind of food he wanted and put it into a bamboo tube for him.
Knowing that Manager Hu liked to eat meat, he specially put more meat skewers into the bamboo tube.
After packing one copy for Manager Hu, he packed two more copies for the two servants who followed him.
"Manager Hu, take care. Come back next time if you like."
"Okay." Manager Hu responded, then walked away holding a bamboo tube in one hand and a skewer in the other, eating.
The two servants each carried a skewer and followed their steward, eating as they walked.
During this time in the morning, there were constant customers coming and going in front of their newly opened stall.
Because the items sold at their stalls are priced low, most of these customers buy them in batches of five or ten cents.
On the first day of a new stall opening, they basically give a bunch of skewers to every new customer who comes to their business. If they buy more, they give meat dishes, and if they buy less, they give vegetables. The more you buy, the more you get, and the less you buy, the less you get. In short, they want to ensure that every customer who comes to buy things from them comes happy and leaves happy, and after spending money, they feel that they have made a profit.
When it comes to food, the natives of Kyoto Prefecture are quite generous. As long as the food tastes good, there's no need to worry about a lack of business. This is something Lu Mingfei learned after following his parents around and setting up stalls on this street for so many years.
Don't underestimate the five or ten cents. After one morning, both of their pockets were full.
However, Lu Mingfei's goal was not to make a small amount of money here. His goal was to run this stall and charge tuition fees after it became popular, teaching people how to run a skewers hotpot.
Of course, if you can make a small amount of money, make it first.
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It was not until the morning market was over that the business at their skewer stall gradually slowed down.
After the business at the braised food stall slowed down, Liu Sanniang finally had time to come over to see how the new stall was doing. "I saw over there that quite a few people came to buy things from you."
"Yeah, it's not bad here." Lu Mingfei didn't count how much money they made today, but it felt like it shouldn't be too little. Of course, it wasn't as much as what their braised food stall made in a day.
But compared to ordinary stalls on the street, the business of their newly opened stall should be considered very good.
Seeing that there were no more people on the street, Liu Sanniang glanced at the few skewers left in the pot and said, "We're getting ready to close our stall. Why don't you take your stall back first and set it up again this afternoon?"
"Well, we are also preparing to close the stall. In the afternoon, we will move the stall to the door of my stepmother's store and sell it together with our braised food and fried snails." Lu Mingfei had already thought about selling the two stalls together.
Originally, they set up a stall to sell braised food and fried snails in the afternoon. They sell only fried snails and braised food, and they also sell a hot pot of skewers. Maybe someone would like to buy some skewers to go with their wine?
Their fried snails are now very popular, with many regular customers coming to buy them to go with their drinks, and the wine shops and restaurants are also placing a lot of orders every day. I wonder if their skewers hotpot can become a hit.
However, Lu Mingfei was still quite confident about their skewers hotpot. It was a pity that he hadn't found any chili peppers yet, otherwise, using chili peppers to stir-fry the base and make the sauce would have made it taste even better.
They ate the remaining skewers from the pot and took the rest back to share with the guys at the braised food stall. Then they took back the skewers stall and put the food in the backyard of the pancake shop.
Fortunately, the yard here is big enough, and his adoptive father and mother don't raise chickens and ducks or grow vegetables here. Otherwise, there would be no place for them to store things.
The eaves near the back door are filled with their business supplies.
Thinking that their family had been using the yard of his adoptive parents' house to store their things for so many years, Lu Mingfei discussed with his mother on the way home after packing up his things, "Why don't we not rush to move? If we have more money next month, we can look for a suitable shop on this street and rent one to use as a storefront?"
"Well, we'll discuss this with your father later and see how to arrange it." Liu Sanniang also felt that constantly borrowing someone else's yard wasn't a long-term solution. Although Xu Yueniang and her husband had never minded these things, they felt a little embarrassed.
The mother and son chatted about their family matters on the way.
When his father came back two days later, Lu Mingfei also had a special chat with his father about this matter. In the end, the three of them decided to rent a shop first and put the matters of changing or buying a house aside.
By the end of July, their family's workshop outside Beijing was already under construction. As soon as construction began, money was flowing in like water every day. Fortunately, their business in the city was continuous, so they could continuously send money there.
The skewers stall in the city has just opened, and Lu Mingfei can't leave, so he hasn't gone out with his father to see the workshop that his family is building. But his father and adoptive father would take turns to go back to the city every few days, and he roughly knew the progress of the work from them. Author's words: Thank you Bole 9492239 (9492239) for your support, muah! To know more exciting content, please leave me a message on Liancheng Reading
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