Stall setting starts from Malatang

Chapter 249 Chapter 249, The Surprised Little Twin Mom

"so much!?"

The next day, Boss Zhang was surprised when he saw the order form sent by Lin Xiaojian.

"How is your business doing now?"

He asked in surprise, from the impression that Boss Xiaolin had set up a stall not long ago, only two or three months, right?

It seemed like a few days had passed since he bought his first freezer.

"It's okay, about 2000 a day."

Lin Xiaojian fiddled with the equipment and said casually.

"Can you make 2000 from a roadside stall?!"

Boss Zhang couldn't help but increase his volume and asked, "Then your daily net profit must not be more than 1000!?"

It's quite taboo to ask about other people's income. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't be so rude, but it's really surprising that a roadside stall can achieve such a high turnover.

Of course, among Boss Zhang’s clients, he can make 2000 a day, or even tens of thousands.But what is the size of the family, how can you compare with a roadside stall.

It's understandable for a full-level player to wear a purple outfit, but it's unbelievable that a Novice Village player also wears a purple outfit.

"Not that much, my vegetables are sold cheaply."

More than once someone was surprised by his turnover, Lin Xiaomo said ambiguously.

The fixed cost of roadside stalls is low, no rent and labor is required, and the gross profit is approximately equal to the net profit.If it is a chain store like Zhang Guofu and Yang Liang, the net profit is only 50-[-]%, and the price of the dishes is more than [-]% more expensive than him to make a profit.

"All right!"

Boss Zhang immediately realized that he was being too rude and changed the subject: "You can come to my warehouse this afternoon and take a look. Anyway, you know better than me. Just pick whatever you want and give me the cost price."

Second-hand equipment takes up a lot of space, and the market is so expensive that it is impossible to display all of them. We can only display the best-selling models in the store. Most of the equipment is placed in the side warehouse and sold through the Internet.

For them, the channel is very important, and few customers are converted in the store.

"Boss, how do you sell my tape recorder?"

The two were chatting when a 50-year-old aunt came over with a portable tape recorder and asked.

The tape recorder is really too old, older than Lin Xiaojian.He has never seen tapes all his life, only seen it on TV.

"10 bucks!"

Boss Zhang casually reported a pitifully low number.

There are not many usable parts for this kind of antique. Only some stores with retro decoration styles will buy a few and display them for decoration.

A brand-new tape recorder costs only 200 yuan.

"It's too cheap! I bought it for tens of dollars back then, and the money back then was much more expensive than it is now!"

When the aunt heard the price, she was anxious.

"Hey! Who still uses a tape recorder now! Who do you want to sell it to? No one picks up the trash!"

Boss Zhang habitually began to devalue the goods, but he was right. Who would use this stuff these days? There is no place to sell the tapes.

Lin Xiaojian ignored their bargaining and concentrated on moving out all the equipment and organizing the stall.

The market was already packed, so he simply set up his stall outside so that anyone could see it as he walked by.

Also on the outside, there are snacks such as cotton candy, finger cakes, and sugar-fried chestnuts. These stalls may have better business outside than inside.After all, it is not a rigid need, and customers are more willing to buy in a spacious environment.

After Kobayashi Malatang was set up, everyone noticed that the style of the stall was not quite right.

"Who is this? Why come out to sell food so early?"

"You don't even know about him? Xiaolin Malatang, the stall with the best business in Beishan Night Market!"

"Is it that Hermès?"

"That's right, it's him, and he can sell thousands of dollars a night!"

"If you're so powerful, why don't you open a shop in the town and stay at the market?"

"Who knows?"

The stall owners discussed this legendary stall one after another. It is not that Malatang cannot be sold in the market, but at this point in time, it is far from the time to eat, and it is too early.

Lin Xiaojian had expected this, he didn't bring too many dishes, and the dishes on display were only 1/3 of the usual portions, and the menu looked sparse.

Who will have trouble with money? While completing tasks, we must try our best to control losses.

Most of the people who came to the market had had breakfast, even if they hadn't, these local uncles and aunts would not be interested in Malatang.

From time to time, stall owners he knew would come over to say hello. Lin Xiaojian was now a banner of Beishan Night Market, no matter who he was, it was impossible to ignore him or give him face.

When someone greets you, you can't keep a straight face and keep silent.He used to hate greeting people the most, and he didn't like to socialize, but he unknowingly became a person he hated.

"Hey, isn't this Xiao... Lin? You set up a stall here?"

"Ah, auntie?"

After yawning and playing with his mobile phone for a while, Xiaoshuang's mother actually passed by and saw him.After not seeing each other for nearly a month, Lin Xiaojian still felt embarrassed when he saw her. He couldn't help but recall how sharp-tongued she was on the blind date, but he still said hello politely. After all, he and Xiaoshuang were friends.

"I don't know what you're messing around with. It's right to prolong the stall time, but will anyone eat this early in the morning?"

The face of the young mother-in-law revealed a mean look. Although she didn't like Lin Xiaojian, who was "unreliable in his work," as an elder in the same village, she couldn't help but warn the younger generation when she saw them taking detours, and her tone was not very polite.

As soon as these words were spoken, Lin Xiaojian's image in her heart dropped a bit: I have been setting up a stall for several months, why am I still ignorant, and I haven't even figured out when I can set up a stall?

She had set up a stall in the early years, and after a few years of ups and downs, she knew that this industry may seem simple, but in fact the industry is very deep, and most people's income from running a stall is not as high as working part-time.

"Yeah, no one eats it at this time, I'm mainly here to advertise, so that everyone knows that there is such a Mala Tang."

Lin Xiaojian said half-truthfully and politely, and didn't care about Xiaoshuang's harsh tone.

After all, he is an elder, as long as he is not specifically targeted at him, he will answer nicely.

"This is not how you advertise. You can just put a sign next to it or hang a banner on the wall. Isn't this a waste of vegetables? If it is dried in the sun, who will come to eat it in the future?"

The little twin mothers hit the nail on the head.

It doesn't matter if you waste time, the time of the poor is worthless.But if the dishes on the table are just laid out in the wind and sun, most of them will wither after a long time.

"Mmmmmmm!"

Lin Xiaojian didn't know how to answer. The stall setting up early in the morning really revealed all kinds of weirdness, but he couldn't tell the other party that he wasn't doing it for making money, but for gaining reputation.

"This auntie, Boss Xiao Lin may have his own ideas. His business is so good, he will definitely not do anything to smash the signboard."

Boss Zhang next to him couldn't listen any longer, so he sat in the stall, seeing the little twin mothers dressed in ordinary clothes, but with a high-level tone, pointing at the night market tycoon who earns tens of thousands a month, and couldn't help but help.

(End of this chapter)