Chapter 27: Selling Shredded Pork Noodles and Peripheral Products, the Future is Promising
After resting for a while at noon, the two began to count the money.
The profit from selling noodles, plus the money from ordering chili sauce, was a total of twelve dollars.
Liu Guizhi was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling as she rubbed the twelve yuan.
"Oh my god, I made twelve in one day. Why can't I do this business? When can I make twelve in one day just farming at home?"
Liang Xiulan saw that she was happy, and she felt happy too.
In her previous life, her mother lived a hard life. She fell ill many times and had no money to treat it, but she endured it all on her own.
She couldn't bear to buy clothes, so she stayed up late to make them herself. All the clothes and shoes for the whole family were made by her.
Not only did he do it for the two of them, but also for their children. He almost went blind from all the work.
She must never let this happen in her life.
She needs to earn money to pay for her mother's medical treatment, buy her mother clothes, shoes, and skin care products!
In the afternoon, they kneaded a lot of dough again, and the shredded pork soup Liang Xiulan made was twice as much as the one she made at noon.
The two set up their stall and this time met new neighbors.
The boss who sells noodle soup.
It was a woman. She looked at them again and again, and looked at them intermittently for several times before coming over to ask.
"Are you new here?"
Liu Guizhi nodded: "Yes! Today is the first day."
"What are you selling?"
"Shredded pork noodles."
"Selling shredded pork noodles at night? Is that possible? It's too salty."
Another troublemaker, Liang Xiulan immediately spoke with a smile.
"My noodles are just the right amount of saltiness, how could it be wrong? They were sold out at noon today!"
The woman didn't know what "selling out" meant, but seeing Liang Xiulan's prickly look, she didn't want to talk to her any more.
As the saying goes, harmony brings wealth. The people in the factory are about to get off work, and she can't ruin her fortune because of a momentary anger.
He rolled his eyes at the mother and daughter, then turned around and sat at his own stall.
Soon, it was five o'clock and school was over. Liang Xiulan looked at the people selling food at the school gate and felt envious.
She was not craving for candied haws or marshmallows, she was craving for other people's business.
With so many children, I want to sell sweet potato chips even more. Unfortunately, the sweet potato powder has not been made yet. This will delay a lot of business.
Half an hour later, the crowd at the school gate dispersed, and some people who came to pick up their children passed by their stall. Liang Xiulan shouted at the top of her voice to attract customers.
"Shredded pork noodles, 40 cents a bowl, handmade, generous portion!!!"
I am always in a hurry at noon, so I will stop by to try it.
But there are plenty of people at night, and most people go home with steamed buns and vegetable soup, so not many people look at her.
However, there were a few old customers of the soup noodle stall who came to patronize the stall.
"Eh? When did the shredded pork noodles come in next door?"
"I don't know. I didn't see him yesterday."
"Try it?"
"Let's go! Let's try it!"
The female owner of the noodle soup stall was about to ask the two to sit down, but they walked straight to Liang Xiulan's stall.
She was so angry that she threw the spoon into the pot with a clang.
But she was only angry at herself, and no one else knew what was going on.
"Shredded pork noodles, 40 cents?"
"Yes, four cents!"
“Two bowls, please!”
"Okay, please wait a moment!"
This time, Liang Xiulan placed vinegar and chili sauce on the table early. When the noodles were served, she also tried to recommend chili sauce and persimmon vinegar.
"This is our homemade chili sauce and persimmon vinegar. Please try it."
Person A said to Person B, "I don't like spicy food, but it smells delicious. You can try it."
B replied: "My stomach has been feeling bad these past two days and I can't handle spicy food, so I'd better not try it."
The recommendation failed, Liang Xiulan pursed her lips and left silently.
Not everyone likes chili peppers.
However, after eating the noodles, both of them gave positive feedback.
"Your food tastes good, better than the one in the previous shop, and only 40 cents a bowl, which is quite cheap."
"Haha, thank you very much, it's delicious, please come often!"
"Of course, of course."
In this way, the old customers of the soup noodle stall became their new resources, and the owner of the soup noodle stall was very angry.
At half past five, the employees of the printing factory left work one after another.
Those who don’t want to go home to cook will look around as soon as they go out to check their stomachs and decide which restaurant they want to eat today.
With a quick glance, I noticed this newly opened shredded pork noodle stall.
"Forty cents, forty cents...forty cents a bowl..."
Hearing Liang Xiulan's call, his heart was moved.
"Only 40 cents? Go try it!"
It was my first time eating there, and I went there just for the shredded pork noodles that cost 40 cents a bowl.
People stop, hesitate, and wander, but finally want to try it.
Soon, all six tables were full of people.
I had eaten their noodles at noon, and when I saw them still there in the afternoon, I brought people over again.
"This table is a little small. Next time I have to bring my lunch box out and take it home to eat."
"Yes, her portion is quite large. I think we should buy two bowls and share them evenly. Just the steamed buns will be enough for our family of four."
"Your two children are so young, they can be dealt with in one bite."
"No, my eldest son has a good appetite and can eat two steamed buns in one meal..."
While her hands were busy, Liang Xiulan's ears were also busy.
It seems that there are not enough seats and several customers have already left.
They left because they didn't bring lunch boxes and didn't want to wait.
The space at the entrance is so small that it is definitely not possible to expand it. We have to find a way to let them take it away.
After some thought, a big business idea came to mind.
There were no disposable bowls in that era, and few people used foam shells to serve rice. Besides, those things couldn't hold her shredded pork noodles.
If she could find someone to produce disposable bowls, wouldn't she have more customers?
Maybe you can even make some money from it, or apply for a patent or something.
Just as I was thinking about it, my second aunt Zhou Caiju came out talking and laughing with her colleagues.
Liang Xiulan and Liu Guizhi were seen from a distance.
"Oh, I was wondering at noon who started selling shredded pork noodles. I didn't expect it to steal your business. I didn't expect it to be you two."
"When did you come?"
Liu Guizhi was busy with her work and said, "I'll be here at noon."
"Oh, I didn't even come out of the lunch I had in the cafeteria."
She said, glancing around the stall.
"This business is good."
Liu Guizhi responded modestly: "It's OK."
"Let's eat here? Don't go back and cook."
Zhou Caiju looked back at her colleagues behind her, sighed softly and shook her head.
"No, I've already made the dough at home and I'm going to steam buns tonight. I'll definitely come tomorrow!"
It’s not that she doesn’t want to eat here, it’s mainly because there are several people following her.
If she sits down to eat, the people behind her will definitely come over to eat for free, and she won't be willing to pay.
No money? There are so many people here.
Her sister-in-law was also a businesswoman, so how could she afford to eat and drink so much for free? So she could only refuse.
Liu Guizhi was busy kneading the dough and had no time to think about these things, so she agreed hastily.
"Okay! I won't say any more. Come over whenever you want to eat."
"Well, sister-in-law, I'm going home first. Lanlan, aunt is leaving."
"Okay, goodbye, auntie!"
Liang Xiulan was squatting on the ground washing dishes and she really couldn't free her hands.
She bought too few bowls, only a dozen or so, and some people wanted to drink noodle soup, so they took up two bowls directly, so she had to wash them whenever she had time.
After working hard for more than two hours, I finally sold out the noodles and also ordered seven bowls of chili sauce.
Not only are the shredded pork noodles selling well, but the chili sauce has also found a market. The future is really promising!
The first person who tasted his chili sauce must be a leader who promoted him everywhere.
When we came to eat in the evening, she insisted on dragging others to try her chili sauce.
Liang Xiulan felt that she should give people more food when the time comes, otherwise it would be a waste of her effort.
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