"Yes, so I specially invited a nutrition and health expert to come over and replace a few ingredients with imported ones, and those people really felt healthier."
"Imported ingredients from abroad, wouldn't that increase costs significantly?"
"Haha, you wouldn't believe it, would you? These ingredients," the man said in a low voice, "are just exported and then re-imported domestically; it's just a different translated name."
"Was this the opinion of that nutrition and health expert?"
"How could that be!" The man's tone turned even more hostile upon hearing this, and he said disdainfully, "That nutrition and health expert is just a stubborn person. If I followed his plan, my costs would increase more than three times. He's just using the expert's name. But I'm not lying, I did hire this expert; the rest is all just the consumers' imaginations."
These words were met with bursts of laughter.
"Hey, what's the name of that nutrition and health expert? I'd like to invite him to come and visit as well."
"His name is Li Jinyuan, Jin as in the Jin Dynasty, and Yuan as in one or two yuan."
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Inside the venue, people were enjoying drinks and conversation. Outside, in an office, all the greeters had gathered to register the names of the companies they were responsible for hosting and the names of the people in charge.
"I'm in charge of Harvest Farm today. It seems the boss is planning to enter the catering industry. I came here to look at the equipment and made a long list. I hope he can place an order within a month!"
"You're so lucky! If you actually place an order, that'll be a huge commission! Hey, Xiao Hu, which company is the boss you're working for today? He looks pretty young. Could he be the son of some big company?"
"Hey, no, the young man I'm in charge of today is the owner of Xu's Catering," Xiao Hu said while registering the orders. "The one Manager Han keeps mentioning, the one that brought in more than ten orders for boxed lunches in just a few days."
"Oh, this is the company. They seem to have placed a few orders with us before, right? They're a customer who's interested in making a purchase, so there's still some hope," my friend said, trying to comfort me.
"All those orders combined don't even amount to 300,000, so I've given up hope." Although Xiao Hu said this, the image of Xu An carefully recording the names and specifications of the equipment flashed through his mind, and a faint, indescribable expectation lingered in his heart.
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"Boss, are you free? I'd like to talk to you about something."
"Hey, are you interested in my business and want to become my apprentice?" The grilled cold noodle owner winked at the young man in front of him. "Don't be fooled by how easily I can make a plate of crispy rice and potatoes. There's a lot of skill involved!"
This young man appeared on the very first day after the grilled cold noodles vendor reopened his stall. After eating a plate of crispy rice crust and small potatoes made by the vendor, he spent all his time squatting nearby watching this place, occasionally scribbling and drawing, clearly wanting to learn the tricks of the trade.
However, the owner of the grilled cold noodles didn't care. The reason why his crispy potato was so delicious was not because of how it was fried, but because of his secret sauce. Without the sauce, even if the kid learned his cooking method perfectly, the crispy potato would be soulless!
Besides, another reason was that there were too many customers, and he was too busy to pay attention to this kid.
That day, after his neighbor Xiao Qin came and said that he could set up a stall, the owner of the grilled cold noodles hesitated for a long time before deciding to give it a try. If it didn't work out, he would just consider it a wasted trip.
The next day, when I went out to set up my stall, I was shocked by the crowd of customers. The 30 jin of small potatoes I prepared, which made a total of 75 servings of crispy potato dumplings, were sold out in less than two hours! I had to call Xiao Qin to ask him to bring two more servings of small potatoes so that I could barely keep going until the end of the business.
When he got back, he saw that there were less than 30 jin of small potatoes left. After quickly doing the math, the owner of the grilled cold noodles decisively placed another order for 300 jin of small potatoes at Xu's braised food shop.
Four pounds of small potatoes cost ten yuan each, so 120 pounds would only bring in 300 yuan. If you make them into crispy potato fritters at five yuan a serving, you can sell 300 servings, which would bring in 1,500 yuan. After deducting water, electricity, seasonings, packaging, etc., you can still make a profit of 1,000 yuan, which is much more profitable than selling grilled cold noodles.
Even if it's a special situation now, once the hype dies down and only half the customers remain, the profits will still be more than selling grilled cold noodles.
Most importantly, small potatoes keep well!
As long as it is placed in a cool, dry jar, it will be fine for ten days to half a month!
"Boss, I'm not here to learn a craft," the young man quickly explained. "I'm here to discuss a collaboration, specifically regarding these crispy potato chips!"
"Cooperation?" The grilled cold noodle shop owner looked the young man up and down, and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Is this young man one of those guys who's trying to get something for nothing?"
“Yes, cooperation!” The young man nodded emphatically, handed the notebook containing detailed data from the past few days to the grilled cold noodle shop owner, and said with a smile, “This cooperation will be a win-win situation for both of us!”
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Huang Ying and several colleagues left the Xu's Restaurant building and were heading towards the bus stop when they saw her mother standing at the door. She couldn't help but say coquettishly, "Mom, why are you picking me up again? Didn't I say I'd go home by myself?"
"I was just worried about her!" Huang's mother greeted them with a smile. After thanking the two young people who helped push the wheelchair, Huang's mother took the handlebars and pushed Huang Ying towards their tricycle. "I heard there are electric wheelchairs now that can travel up to twenty kilometers! I'll buy you one when I've saved enough money, then you can go to and from get off work by yourself."
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