Cities: Start with street stalls

Chapter 54 The Preliminary Competition Begins

Time flies, and the day of the preliminary competition will soon be reached. Luo Fan has also prepared for this competition for a long time, and plans to take advantage of today to show his skills.

In order to bring all his guys there, Luo Fan specially called a truck, after all, Beifeng Night Market is still very far away.

Luo Fan's friends also expressed that they would come to support Luo Fan, especially Zhou Feifei. She would never miss such a lively scene. This is a rare food festival.

When Luo Fan arrived at the Beifeng Night Market, it was almost seven o'clock. Luo Fan thought he would be the one who came earlier, but found that the competition field was already crowded with people.

Luo Fan, who originally wanted to occupy a good position, was forced to run to a remote corner, which can be said to have fallen into a disadvantage at the beginning.

When Luo Fan was arranging the booth, he finally understood the reason why he didn't get a good position. The reason was not that he was not active, but that his opponent was too active.

The stall owner at position C said, "Haha, envy me, I have sent people to occupy this position since the night market last night."

The stall owner next to him also said: "Fuck, I said I didn't get a seat when I came here at five o'clock this morning. You are more ruthless than me."

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Facing these scroll gods, Luo Fan had nothing to say, he was indeed no match for them, and they must have worked too hard to get a good position.

At this time, a stall owner spoke Luo Fan's heartfelt thoughts: "What's the use of a good location, the most important thing is to rely on strength."

Luo Fan looked back and saw that this was a man about his own age, very tall, 1.8 meters five by visual inspection, wearing a sportswear, not like a chef, but more like an athlete.

Although Luo Fan's clothes are casual, they are not as casual as the other party. People with this attitude are either too good or too bad.

It's no wonder the man said that, he was placed next to Luo Fan, and he was probably a troubled brother who, like Luo Fan, arrived late and didn't get a good position.

What was out of place with the man were his two assistants, who were unusually professional in chef uniforms and chef hats.

The signboard says "Zhang's Old Fan House". Unlike Luo Fan, a pure newcomer, this brother should be a newcomer, otherwise he wouldn't use the word "old".

"Brother, hello, my name is Zhang Jinxing. I didn't expect the two of us to be neighbors in the end." Zhang Jinxing greeted Luo Fan familiarly, with a relaxed and freehand look, it didn't look like he was here to participate in the competition.

Luo Fan also nodded, "Luo Fan, please take care of me."

Zhang Jinxing looked at Luo Fan, searched the name in his mind, found that he had no impression at all, and asked curiously: "It turns out that it is brother Luo, who looks very unfamiliar. Are you a newcomer?"

The food industry also has its own circle. As a person who has been in the industry for less than three months, Luo Fan naturally has little contact with others.

There is no need to hide it, Luo Fan admitted generously: "Yes, I am a newcomer, I heard that there is a competition, I am curious, so come to participate, as a long-term experience."

Zhang Jinxing didn't believe Luo Fan's nonsense at all, let alone his personal shop, Luo Fan's sign said Nanhua Night Market, and someone who could stand out from so many shops in the night market, even a newcomer, would definitely not be easy.

Zhang Jinxing said playfully, "It's a coincidence, I'm also here to learn more." After speaking, he stopped talking to Luo Fan and went about his own business.

Luo Fan looked around and found an acquaintance, Wu Kan, the owner of Old Wu Club Fan, unexpectedly he also came to participate in this preliminary competition. Looking at the sign, he represented Tuanjie Road Food Street.

However, the relationship between Luo Fan and Wu Kan was not good, so they didn't say hello, and started to concentrate on their own preparations.

It may be that the publicity of the past few days has had an effect. Just when the market opened, a large group of people walked in. Everyone held a certain number of food coupons, and the amount was different. The final sales volume was Calculated by dividing the price of the gourmet voucher by the unit price.

According to this logic, expensive things will suffer more. After all, with the same price and quality, people prefer cheaper things.

With the influx of crowds, many stalls began to sell, which was completely different from the previous Buddhist night markets. After all, this time was a competition.

"[-]% off, [-]% off, everything at the stall is [-]% off, don't miss it if you pass by." This is a stall selling cold noodles.

"Come and take a look, everyone. The crayfish that usually sells for 38 yuan a catty only costs 20 yuan a catty. If you buy three catties, you will get a free catty. If you miss this time, you will never have another chance." The lobster stall costs 20 yuan a catty, which is almost the cost price, and it is also for the competition.

"Old Wushe Rice, everyone, hurry up and buy it. Today, there are rich ingredients that you can't usually enjoy. If you buy it, you will earn it."

"Jin's stinky tofu, you can't forget it after eating it, today's special discount, only five yuan a piece."

"Vinegar radish, sweet and sour vinegar radish, only five yuan for a large serving."

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Luo Fan felt that he was out of tune with these cries, and even Wang Sanjin, who was beside him, became anxious, and asked Luo Fan if he wanted to help him start yelling too.

This kind of price and quantity is naturally impossible to have, but this is completely in line with the rules of the competition, and many cheap customers are immediately attracted. There is no one in front of Luo Fan's booth, which is simply empty.

Looking at this situation, Luo Fan was also anxious. He didn't expect that he was fully prepared to show his skills and encountered a price war.

Zhou Feifei carefully looked for Luo Fan's booth in the night market with her mobile phone. As a person who made her fortune entirely from Luo Fan, she naturally wanted to come to support Luo Fan immediately.

After searching for a long time, Zhou Feifei finally found Luo Fan's booth in a corner.

Zhou Feifei appeared in front of Luo Fan's booth with his mobile phone, asked for two servings of stinky tofu, and explained with some embarrassment: "Boss Luo, I'm sorry, I should have ordered more from you, but in order to let The audience can have several kinds of delicacies, and I can only take care of you two."

Zhou Feifei said that he handed Wang Sanjin a food voucher of 20 yuan, which was regarded as payment.

Seeing that the first customer who came to visit him turned out to be an acquaintance, Luo Fan was a little frustrated. He didn't expect that one day he would be reduced to the point where he needed friends to cheer him on.

Luo Fan waved his hand to signal Zhang Sanjin to return Zhou Feifei's [-] yuan food coupon, and then said to Zhou Feifei: "Don't say such unreasonable things, it's enough for you to have this heart.

I'll refund you a portion of stinky tofu, otherwise you won't be able to eat other food later, and the audience will be disappointed.If you really want to win, what's the use of your two copies. "

Zhou Feifei pushed back the food voucher that Wang Sanjin retrieved, and said to Luo Fan: "It's their loss if they don't come to eat, I want two. Boss Luo, don't you still have confidence in my ability?"

Luo Fan knew Zhou Feifei's strength. The last time he showed off stinky tofu at his home, he immediately stopped insisting and fried ten pieces of stinky tofu for Zhou Feifei.

(End of this chapter)