Xu An laid out his entire plan, and Uncle Dongliang listened and nodded in agreement.
“Your idea should work. The construction site I’m working on now has a conservative estimate of five or six hundred people. Besides the locals, there are about two or three hundred migrant workers.”
Unlike us, who can go home for a nice meal at night, they have to make do with what's available at nearby restaurants. As long as your boxed meals are cheaper than restaurant food and not bad, there's potential.
After saying that, he immediately added, "If you want to do it, why don't you try my construction site? I'll bring a few people over for you, and you won't have to worry about not being able to sell them."
If the food isn't good, then you should go somewhere else for your next meal and never come back. Otherwise, if they want to beat you up, I can't stop them.
There are about twenty construction sites of varying sizes in the city now. One site a day could generate enough revenue for a month. Once you've visited all the sites, you can stop and focus on going to university.
Uncle Dongliang's words clearly outlined Xu An's entire street vending business plan from day one to day one: hit-and-run, scam and get out quickly.
"But if your boxed lunches are good, you can set up a stall here at the construction site. Most of the people from the nearby villages work at this construction site. If you honestly sell boxed lunches, you won't be bullied."
"Uncle Dongliang, what time do you finish work tomorrow? Come to my house for a meal after work, and let's see if I should switch jobs frequently or stick to one place."
Xu An was confident in his cooking skills, but the others didn't know he was such a good cook. Given Xu An's family situation, people rarely ate at his house unless absolutely necessary; they mostly invited him and his friends to their own homes for meals.
“Okay, let’s do it tomorrow at noon. It’s been too hot these days. We finish work at noon and start again at 3:30 in the afternoon, so we can come back for lunch and take a nap before heading over.”
After agreeing on the time, Xu An said goodbye and returned home. Xu Kang and Xu Le slept soundly in their bedroom, completely unaware that their brother had run away.
The next morning, Xu An got up at four o'clock as usual to pick vegetables in the garden, after all, he had promised his second uncle Guoqiang that they would set up a stall together today.
Everything is not yet ready, and my aunt is coming to visit today, so even if we hurry, we can't start preparing for the boxed lunch business until tomorrow. Today, I have to honestly set up my stall and earn more money.
Today's produce was limited: three pounds of tomatoes, two pounds of bok choy, two eggplants, and two pounds of green peppers. It sold out quickly, bringing in a total of twenty-three yuan.
Compared to yesterday, today's income has almost halved.
Xu An planned to go to the town's wholesale market to check the wholesale prices. He asked his second uncle to help him bring the baskets back, and then left the market.
The wholesale market is located in the northeast of the town, offering everything from daily necessities like pots and pans to food items such as rice and vegetables.
As Xu An strolled around, he noted down the wholesale prices and minimum purchase quantities for different food items.
For example, frozen chicken wings can be wholesaled in quantities of 10 jin or more, with a wholesale price of 14 yuan per jin. The market price for frozen chicken wings is 18 yuan per jin, so you can save 4 yuan per jin.
Frozen chicken legs are also sold wholesale in batches of 10 jin (5 kg), with a wholesale price of six yuan per jin. If you can wholesale 50 jin at once, you can get an additional yuan off.
The price in the wholesale market is generally 2-5 yuan cheaper than in the market, but the required quantity is relatively large, and there is no refrigerator at home, so there is no place to put such a large quantity.
As Xu An emerged from the wholesale market, a fat, middle-aged man approached him at the entrance and whispered, "Boss, are you here to buy ingredients wholesale? I noticed you were mostly looking around the food section. The prices at this wholesale market are a bit high. I have some cheaper options here, do you want to take a look?"
Although this person looks honest, he gives off a sleazy vibe as soon as he opens his mouth, and doesn't seem like someone who does anything serious.
Xu An didn't respond, but distanced himself from the man and waved his hand to indicate his refusal.
The man wasn't annoyed by this. He took out a flyer from his pocket, stuffed it into Xu An's hand, gave Xu An a knowing look, and then went to find his next target.
About 100 meters away from the wholesale market, Xu An unfolded the flyer in his hand; it was from a small food processing company.
Frozen chicken wings, minimum order 5 jin (2.5 kg), 10 yuan per jin; frozen chicken legs, minimum order 5 jin (2.5 kg), 3 yuan per jin; frozen pork, minimum order 5 jin (2.5 kg), 4 yuan per jin.
The flyer listed more than 20 kinds of food, and the prices were four or five yuan cheaper per kilogram than those in the wholesale market.
This price is outrageously cheap!
But the low price did attract Xu An. If he bought the ingredients at this price, he could make five yuan from each eight-yuan boxed lunch.
Let's go and see what happens.
Xu An went to the address on the flyer. It wasn't far from the wholesale market; it only took about ten minutes to walk there.
The environment here is visibly worse than that of the wholesale market. Sewage flows across the ground, and there are discarded and rotting entrails everywhere. As people walk around, flies constantly rise and fall, and maggots can be vaguely seen in some corners.
In front of a bungalow, there was a row of water taps, and seven or eight people were washing ingredients under the taps, with various unidentified stains floating on the water in the basins.
Xu An found the woman who looked the most honest and handed her the flyer: "Is this Anxin Food Processing Company?"
The woman looked up at Xu An, wiped her greasy hands on her apron, and took the flyer: "You haven't been here before, have you? I'll take you to have a look."
Without saying another word, he led Xu An into the bungalow.
Inside the bungalow, bright red lights were on, and many people were browsing through rows of shelves, selecting the ingredients they wanted.
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