The business performed very well on the first day of opening, even exceeding Xu An's expectations.
The restaurant prepared a full fifty servings of food, and before 1 p.m., they were all sold out. The plates on the hot food counter were completely soaked, and the rice and soup were also completely drained.
But the person who was most surprised was not Xu An, but Grandma Xu.
From the moment the first customer entered and she stood up to collect the money, Grandma Xu didn't have a chance to sit down for the next half hour, as customers came one after another.
Before opening the shop, she guessed from the ever-increasing number of boxed meals that business should be good, but she did not expect it to be this good.
The store sold a total of fifty servings, and more than one hundred were delivered. I heard that more than sixty servings were also sold at the construction site entrance.
That adds up to more than two hundred servings! At a profit of two yuan and fifty cents per serving, that's five or six hundred yuan in just one noon.
In just two weeks, you can cover employee rent and utilities; the rest is pure profit.
She wasn't unaware of how much money others made from setting up roadside stalls, but she always thought it was just hard-earned money. People only saw the success of others, not the hardships they endured.
But now, looking at Xu An, her eldest grandson, who can earn five or six hundred yuan a day just by running a boxed lunch business, Grandma Xu finally realized that earning over ten thousand yuan a month from a roadside stall is really not a dream.
Xu Lili had the same thought as Grandma Xu at this time. She even regretted it. Why did she say that she didn't want wages and only wanted meals?
Judging from the sales of Anzi's boxed lunches, does he seem like someone who's short of money?
Today, she was exhausted from serving food, clearing plates, and wiping tables all afternoon. Her right hand is still trembling a bit.
However, none of them are doing much better.
Like Zhou Qi, when he was a chef, he would work in the kitchen, doing whatever he could when there were orders, and slacking off when there weren't any.
Who would have thought that Xu's Fast Food would process all the orders at once, and then you would have to come out and get your food yourself!
Liang Dani used to only deliver orders to Shanghai Maritime College. She could deliver them on time by riding her bike, and someone would even collect the money when she arrived.
After counting the money and moving the food, she could ride her bike back home.
Who would have thought that delivering to each store would require knowing the way, finding the right people, and settling accounts? Going from store to store like this was a race against time.
Considering that the orders she delivered today were only a third of the total orders, and that the number would gradually increase in the future, Liang Dani suddenly felt a sense of despair.
It's true, making money is hard and getting by is tough; the ancients were right.
Xu An single-handedly handled the vast majority of the takeout orders, and the pedals were practically sparking from his foot pedals as he delivered them all before the scheduled time.
Now that Xu An is back in the shop, he can finally rest for a bit.
He took out his phone, which had been ringing all morning, opened QQ, and scrolled down two pages but couldn't reach the end.
well!
After sighing, Xu An took out paper and pen and began to copy down all the order quantities, addresses, and delivery times placed by customers on QQ. He then planned tomorrow's delivery route based on these three items.
A truly handmade navigation system!
Tomorrow's orders will be from five more companies than today, and the total number of orders will be seventeen more than today. This growth trend is quite good.
If the numbers continue to grow, I'll have to consider increasing staff.
But adding more staff would mean a sharp increase in costs, and my small shop can't afford to support too many people.
'Didi'
The QQ notification sound suddenly rang, and Xu An casually opened the chat interface. He glanced at the nickname at the top of the chat box and saw that it was Lao Han.
"Mr. Xu, you're a local, do you have any summer jobs you could recommend?"
"Summer job? Are you staying on campus during the summer instead of going home?" Xu An casually replied to Lao Han with a message.
"My parents went on vacation, and I'll be alone when I get back. I might as well find a job to earn some pocket money. Do you have any good recommendations?" Old Han asked again.
Xu An was about to answer, "I don't know where there are summer jobs either," when suddenly, his typing stopped.
I was just thinking about hiring, and summer jobs or part-time jobs are a great option!
You could take inspiration from the rider model of "Let's Eat" and settle accounts based on commission. You only get paid for the number of deliveries, so you don't have to worry about hiring more people increasing costs.
Since it's a part-time job, there's definitely no base salary; you earn as much as you deliver. The more you deliver, the more you earn—a win-win situation!
"I need some help delivering orders, is that alright?"
How is salary calculated?
"I get a 50-cent commission on each boxed meal; I earn as many as I deliver, plus lunch is included."
Old Han did the math in his mind: distributing flyers would only earn him twenty yuan a day. A boxed lunch cost fifty cents, so he could earn twenty yuan by delivering forty boxed lunches.
Liang Dani used to deliver fifty or sixty meals a truckload, earning thirty yuan per truckload. Plus, lunch was included, and a single boxed lunch cost eight yuan! This job was good!
Thirty yuan per trip, three trips make ninety yuan, plus meals, earning over a hundred yuan a day is not a dream!
"I'll do it! I can start work tomorrow!" Old Han replied quickly.
"Our current delivery area is centered around the Haishi Library construction site, within a one-kilometer radius. You can familiarize yourself with the route first to facilitate your work. By the way, you'll need to bring your own bicycle; we'll provide the foam box."
Seeing the "OK" message from Lao Han, Xu An put down his phone and sighed again. He had only just opened a small shop, and he already seemed to be showing signs of becoming a notorious shrew.
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