The Great God of the World

Chapter 8 Daily turnover comparable to small clubs
Excluding the purchase of ingredients and renting a car this morning, Yu Feng made a net profit of 5 yuan in half a day!

That's more money than many large restaurants!
If this were for Yu Feng from his previous life, he would have jumped into the sky excitedly.After all, it took him a whole month in his previous life to earn 6 yuan!But now, he only spent half a day!

Yu Feng had a new judgment on the commercial potential of Qing Da Canteen.

From the looks of it, you can add more for dinner!

Sure enough, the dinner sold a total of 1000 servings, and the supper was so crazy that it broke the 2000 servings!

Yu Feng closed the store, opened the WeChat wallet, and finally smiled when he saw the balance.

28 yuan!
After excluding various expenses, Yu Feng made a net profit of 25 yuan a day!

Yu Feng rubbed his chin, "According to this speed, we can probably get 750 million in a month, which is still barely enough to watch."

Takumi Fujiwara, who was on the side, rolled his eyes when he heard this.

750 million is barely enough to watch, so how much money can be considered good-looking?
1000 million monthly income?
Thinking of this, Fujiwara Takumi glanced at Yu Feng, and sighed secretly: It's a humanoid money printing machine!Making money is as easy as printing money!
At this moment, Qin Yaxuan, who came trotting all the way, saw that Yu Feng had closed the door, and bit his lips in annoyance, "Hey, it's still late!"

Seeing that it was Qin Yaxuan who came, Yu Feng turned his head and gave Fujiwara Takumi a wink.

Fujiwara Takumi gestured OK, and quickly fled back home. He was ordered by the three chefs in the family to cook a love supper for Qin Yaxuan, while Yu Feng stayed to chat with Qin Yaxuan.

"I didn't see you coming during the day, so I thought you weren't coming." Yu Feng found a clean table and led Qin Yaxuan to sit down.

Thinking of the agreement with Yu Feng yesterday, Qin Yaxuan explained with a guilty smile: "I've been busy with club affairs during the day, and I just came back now. I wanted to call you, but I didn't find your number, so..."

Yu Feng pretended to be sad, "So, you let me go."

Qin Yaxuan always valued promises. Seeing Yu Feng's gloomy expression, he felt even more guilty. He immediately took out his mobile phone, "Let's do this! I'll write down your phone number and find a time to treat you to dinner. I have the right to apologize."

Yu Feng's little trick succeeded, with a smile on his lips, he reported a series of numbers, "If you treat me, I'm free anytime."

Qin Yaxuan was stunned for a moment, and realized that Yu Feng was showing his favor to her, so he turned his gaze to the side awkwardly.

Yu Feng looked at Qin Yaxuan's embarrassed face, and jokingly said, "Can I chase you?"

Qin Yaxuan didn't expect Yu Feng to reply so directly, his face was slightly embarrassed, and he was hesitating how to refuse, when he heard Yu Feng go on to say: "Debt collectors."

Qin Yaxuan immediately remembered that she owed Yu Feng a meal just now, and instantly felt relieved.But I can't say why, thinking of what Yu Feng said just now, Qin Yaxuan's porcelain-white face still couldn't help but two touches of pink flew up.

The two chatted for a while, and suddenly Ma Jun came over with chefs from several other windows.

"Yu Feng, I am willing to admit defeat, so hurry up and hand over your window key!"

Qin Yaxuan looked at the menacing Ma Jun, and looked at Yu Feng worriedly.

Yu Feng looked indifferent, and tapped his fingers on the table one after another.

The cooks standing behind Ma Jun couldn't stand it anymore, and began to persuade him.

"Yu Feng, just bow your head and apologize to Ma Jun, if you don't accompany me, this matter will be exposed."

"That's right, don't be stubborn! It's just a bet. Is it worth paying for the storefront? Just be soft. We've already told Ma Jun that you're a newcomer, so you won't be able to open on the first day." For the sake of being sensible, let’s be lenient.”

The people who spoke had all tasted Ma Jun's food today, but they were not willing to buy it for Feng Feng.

They are all cooks, and the leftovers in the store are gone, who would want to spend hundreds of dollars for a boxed meal?
Li Pengju looked at Yu Feng, and finally sighed, "I'm more or less responsible for this matter. Brother Yu, if you can't swallow this breath, I'll give you [-] yuan. You can go to another university in the future. You can do business by renting a window.”

After Yu Feng finished listening, he finally stopped tapping his fingers on the table, and glanced at Li Pengju who was standing beside a group of cooks, and his tone was rare to be thankful: "You don't have to worry about this matter, I will take care of it myself .”

Li Pengju thought that Yu Feng was going to fight Ma Jun hard, and shook his head in disappointment, "Young man, you don't hit the wall and don't look back! It's the same as I was back then. Hey!"

Qin Yaxuan heard about the ins and outs of the matter now, and guessed that Yu Feng must have provoked the cooks from other windows in the cafeteria. Just about to persuade him, he heard Yu Feng said calmly: "If you want to win me, I'm afraid you may not be able to do it together."

"I'm a dead duck! I'll let you see my strength!" Ma Jun took out his small account book and turned to the page of today's recorded income. The last line read: 3 yuan.

Apart from Yu Feng, Qin Yaxuan was the first person to see the words on the account book. His delicate eyebrows and eyes were frowned in disbelief, and he asked in surprise, "Selling 4 yuan a day? That's so much!"

Ma Jun snorted triumphantly, glanced at Yu Feng contemptuously from the corner of his eye, and said, "I even used the ingredients handed down from my ancestors, sold more than 3000 copies, and earned 4 yuan, which is not much. The ingredients are used in new restaurants in the urban area, and they can earn 10 a day!"

After hearing this, the cooks were stunned, looking at Ma Jun with expressions of admiration and admiration.

"I knew Ma Jun would definitely win!"

"A dish in the university cafeteria sells for more than 100 yuan. It's not bad if someone buys it. If you want to sell more, it's a dream!"

"Brother Ma, can you teach me how to make your ancestral ingredients?"

For a while, the cooks admired Ma Jun highly, and Ma Jun's complacent Qing Nie turned to Yu Feng who always bowed his head and kept silent.

"Yu Feng, aren't you arrogant? Don't you want to make a bet with me? Come on! Show me your sales today, let us also open our eyes! See how much you can sell these vegetables."

The cooks next to him who wanted to curry favor with Ma Jun hurriedly agreed.

"How could he win Ma Ge!"

"Brother Ma's craftsmanship is recognized by Qing University as the number one, and Yu Feng counts him!"

"It's the first time for a newcomer to open a business, and it's his honor to lose to Brother Ma!"

After waves of compliments ended, Yu Feng finally spoke.

"For a mere 4 yuan, you dare to make trouble in front of me. Who gave you the courage?"

Everyone froze for a moment, Ma Jun was the most excited, like a wild dog whose tail was being stepped on, he opened his mouth and yelled: "I think my 3000 copies are not enough, so tell me, how many copies did you sell?"

Yu Feng smiled lightly, and compared four fingers.

Seeing this, Li Pengju, who was standing aside, tentatively asked, "40 copies?"

Yu Feng said calmly, "4100."

Everyone was shocked!
One must know that the price of Yu Feng's vegetables is ten times that of Ma Jun's, yet he sells more vegetables than Ma Jun's, it doesn't make sense at all!
After Ma Jun was stunned for a while, he didn't believe it at all, and slapped the table, "You made up a number randomly, as if coaxing me? Do you think I, Ma Jun, are stupid?"

The other cooks didn't believe that Yu Feng could sell so much.

You know, on weekdays, each window can sell more than 2000 copies in an average day, and this has to be when the business is particularly good.If there are activities on the first floor of the cafeteria, the students on the second floor will not bother to come up, and I'm afraid they can sell hundreds of copies in a whole day.

Therefore, no one believed the 4100 copies that Yu Feng casually said.

Yu Feng didn't bother to explain, took out his phone, opened the WeChat wallet, and put the balance in front of everyone.

"All the above money was earned today. If you don't believe me, you can check the details. Besides, there are records of transfer reminders on WeChat, so you can count them yourself."

Everyone gasped as they looked at the numbers on the phone screen.

28 yuan!
hello!I can't make so much money in a month, how did this kid do it?
(End of this chapter)