Chapter 147 There is no end to making money
"Dapeng, how much have you done?"
Du Shaojie asked about the situation. Su Dapeng had already processed all the ingredients and marinated them.
At this time, the other party had only fried 20 chickens and had not started stewing them yet.
So Du Shaojie asked the other party to send 40 marinated chickens over to fry and stew them here. After all, they are professionals. Su Dapeng's 40 chickens were only put into the pot to cook, while Du Shaojie had completed the entire process in advance.
Su Dapeng was watching the fire at home, and Du Shaojie was sitting in the yard of the old house watching the moon. It was quite quiet.
In the evening.
Du Shaojie lived in the old house. He would rest tomorrow, so he asked Wang Yuxiu to rest for a day and he would go to the store.
At around ten o'clock in the evening, Wang Liwen walked in from outside.
"Shaojie, help me get it."
Wang Liwen was holding several bags in her hands, each containing several cooked foods and a bottle of red wine.
In the afternoon, she went to the unit to find Du Shaojie, and wanted to ask him to go out for a walk in the evening. As a result, the other party said that she had to go back to the old house in the evening for something, so they had to meet here.
"Sister Liwen, please sit inside."
In this season, it is still relatively cool in the morning and evening.
Du Shaojie carried the bag into the house, took the plates, bowls and chopsticks, and wine glasses, first put the cooked food on the plate, and then opened the bottle cap and poured two glasses of red wine.
"Many people in our hospital have been to your shop and praised the [Dezhou Braised Chicken] you sell. I think the business of the shop must be very good, right?"
The two raised their glasses, clinked them lightly, and each took a sip.
As the conversation started, Wang Liwen talked about Du Shaojie's cooperation with others to open a shop.
In fact, before the shop opened, Du Shaojie's [Dezhou Braised Chicken] was already famous in the People's Hospital, and everyone who had eaten it said it was good!
This was naturally due to Wang Liwen's contribution. If she hadn't brought the delicious food to the unit to share with others, others would not have known that there was such a delicious thing.
After the shop officially opened, Du Shaojie told the other party.
As a result, word of mouth spreads, and the [Dezhou Braised Chicken] store on Lihua Street has a group of loyal customers in the People's Hospital.
If the store relied on Su Dapeng's personal connections when it first opened, it now relies on word-of-mouth.
Because he is too busy, Su Dapeng no longer goes out to deliver goods, and all sales are made through the window of the store.
So much so that he has an illusion that money is so easy to make now!
In fact, it can't be called an illusion, because things are like this. The first batch of millionaires after the reform and opening up mainly rely on courage, daring to think and dare to act!
To borrow a word that is rotten in later generations, "wind outlet", the wind outlets in the next ten years are everywhere, and it depends on whether you have the ability to act.
"The business of the store is not bad, but it can only maintain the current scale for the time being. Let's not talk about this, sister Liwen, what are your plans?"
Du Shaojie's question was very broad, which made Wang Liwen stunned for a moment.
"I think it's good now, maybe I will go to further study when I feel like it."
Wang Liwen thought about it and said casually.
Du Shaojie didn't take it seriously and continued to drink with the other party. During this time, he went to the kitchen to check the fire. When the chicken was stewed, it was already early in the morning.
"Shaojie, I don't want to leave. I want to stay here for one night. You don't mind, right?"
Wang Liwen's eyes became brighter and brighter as she drank. The bottle of red wine was empty, and both of them were a little drunk.
When Du Shaojie was done, she didn't want to move.
"But."
Du Shaojie hesitated for a moment. It was not that he didn't want the other party to stay here, but that Su Dapeng would come to get the cooked chicken tomorrow morning.
"What? Are you scared? Are you afraid that your Yan Zi will know, or that Mei Qin will know?"
Wang Liwen looked at Du Shaojie with a smile, but she had no intention of leaving.
Du Shaojie hurried forward and gently hugged her, and explained something, and the other party let him go.
"It's okay, I have an early shift tomorrow, and I will leave very early."
Wang Liwen lay beside his ear and whispered slowly, making his ear itchy.
The two of them knew each other very well. They could understand each other's thoughts with just a glance or a gesture.
The next day.
Du Shaojie rode his bike to take Wang Liwen to the hospital before dawn. After returning, he cleaned up the house and went to the kitchen to take out the soaked chicken and put it in a bag.
When he was done, Su Dapeng just arrived at the door with a tricycle.
"Shaojie, I brought you two buns. You can make do with one."
"Let's go first. We'll talk about it when we get to the store."
So the two loaded Du Shaojie's 40 [Dezhou Braised Chicken] into the car and sent them to the store.
Su Dapeng still had 40 at home. Those would be taken on the next trip. If they were all taken over, the small store would not be able to hold them all.
The Lihua Street Market was very lively early in the morning. Today was a holiday, and there was an endless stream of people coming to buy vegetables. The location of the store chosen by Su Dapeng was quite good, highlighting the large flow of people and high recognition.
"Why are you here just now? I've been waiting for a long time. Give me two."
Du Shaojie thought it was outrageous. There were already customers waiting at the door of the store early in the morning.
Su Dapeng smiled apologetically, greeted everyone one by one, then opened the door and moved 40 chickens in.
Sales are very convenient, no weighing, just selling by the piece.
Su Dapeng collected the money, and Du Shaojie handed the packed [Dezhou Braised Chicken] to the customer. In just a short while, 12 chickens were sold.
Less than ten minutes later, more customers came.
"I ordered 3 chickens yesterday and asked them to pick them up today."
"I reserved 2 chickens, please pick them up."
Yesterday, Su Dapeng reserved a lot of [Dezhou Braised Chicken], and wrote notes to customers and collected a deposit of 1 yuan for each chicken.
Some customers came early to pick them up. The 40 chickens were getting less and less, so Su Dapeng hurried back to get the remaining 40 chickens.
"Dapeng, how many chickens have you reserved in total? Hurry up and keep them."
Perhaps because of the holiday, the business of the small shop is particularly good today.
Du Shaojie asked Su Dapeng to count. A total of 38 chickens were reserved yesterday, and 29 chickens have been fulfilled so far.
The two kept 9 [Dezhou Braised Chicken] and put them away, and the rest can be sold at will.
"Master Du, you opened a shop without telling me, that's not nice!"
In the midst of his work, Du Shaojie suddenly heard someone calling him, and when he looked up, he saw Zhao Dajun's rough face.
He hadn't seen him for a while, and he didn't know if he was busy with work or for some other reason. Things at work were also complicated, but the two had always had a good personal relationship.
"Manager Zhao? Why are you in this shop? He's my childhood friend, and I came here to help him today during my break."
Du Shaojie would naturally not admit that the shop had anything to do with him, as he was always as steady as an old dog.
"Haha, I see, I see. Well, give me 10 chickens, how much?"
Zhao Dajun smiled knowingly, and then looked at Su Dapeng.
Su Dapeng politely said the price, and Zhao Dajun didn't say anything more, and directly paid for 10 chickens.
Du Shaojie helped him pack the things and then walked out of the store: "Director Zhao, where are you going? I'll take you a little way."
"We have a car now, a jeep, parked in front."
Zhao Dajun and Du Shaojie each carried a few bags and walked forward slowly.
There were many reasons for not contacting each other for a while, but the relationship between the old leader Huang Yicheng and Liao Yongxin and Du Shaojie became very bad, which was a very important factor.
If he hadn't learned about the store from Liao Yongxin, he wouldn't have found him today.
"Director Zhao, if you need [Dezhou Braised Chicken] in the future, I can help you make it. If I don't have time, you can come to Dapeng, and I'll tell him later and I'll definitely give you a discount." Du
Shaojie didn't want to be an official, and didn't care much about the work of the unit.
Huang Yicheng is Huang Yicheng, and Zhao Dajun is Zhao Dajun, and they can't be confused. Therefore, his attitude towards others is always consistent. What he did on the farm at that time is still the same now.
"Haha, no need for discounts. The farm is doing much better now. Master Du, bring your friends to the farm when you have time. Xiao Wei and the others are always talking about you."
As they were talking, the two of them walked to a half-new, half-old jeep.
The driver got out of the car and took the bags from the two of them and put them away. Zhao Dajun then sat in the co-pilot seat.
"Okay, I'll definitely go back to the farm when I have time."
Du Shaojie waved goodbye to Zhao Dajun and returned to the shop.
Su Dapeng moved a stool and sat at the door. The shop window was closed and business was stopped. There were still three chickens left in the shop that others had reserved, and the rest had been sold out.
"Hello, give me a chicken."
"Sorry, today's is sold out. Come earlier next time."
"Sold out? Can't you make more? I made a wasted trip."
Such conversations continued non-stop. The two waited until one o'clock, and the customer finally took the last three chickens.
Su Dapeng quickly locked the door of the shop, and drove away with Du Shaojie pushing the tricycle.
"It feels so bad, we could have made more money."
Su Dapeng felt a little melancholy. He pushed away the money that was delivered to his door. Anyone would feel uncomfortable.
However, with so few people now, he really can't do too much. For example, the 80 chickens today were made by him and Du Shaojie after working hard for half a day.
If he were alone, he really couldn't do it.
"Dapeng, there is no end to making money, take your time. The top priority now is to strictly control the ingredients, standardize the production process, meet hygiene standards, and maintain consistent quality."
Du Shaojie has a good mentality, and he persuaded Su Dapeng earnestly along the way.
Of course, it doesn't mean that there is money to be made.
After the two returned to the old house, they began to calculate carefully, and finally decided to increase the number of production to 50 per day. It really can't be more, no matter how many, you can't make them even if you die of exhaustion. The
two went into the house and drank a sip of water, and Su Dapeng's mother ran in and said that someone had delivered the goods to their home.
There are always some people who are born to do business. In order to keep Su Dapeng, a big customer, the other party also kept up with the times and agreed to
deliver the goods to the door. Su Dapeng quickly followed his mother to the house. After inspecting the goods, he paid the money directly to the other party. One hand for money and one hand for goods, fair and reasonable.
It is estimated that after dealing with each other for a period of time, he can occasionally sell on credit.
(End of this chapter)
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