Stall setting starts from Malatang

Chapter 29: Chapter 29

When I say lofty words, I feel great, I point out the world, and inspire my words. But when I encounter force majeure, I realize my personal fragility and powerlessness.After Lin Xiaojian finished cleaning up and preparing the dishes, he took a nap as usual. When he woke up, he found that the sky had turned gloomy and it started to rain lightly.

"Oh, this rain is so annoying."

Looking at the weather, it is estimated that he will not be able to stop in a short time, so he had no choice but to ride his bike out to set up a stall against the rainy weather.

The night market on a rainy day is completely different from normal times. From bustling to sparse, it only takes God to change his face once.Even Lao Liu, who has nothing to do all day and only gets sleepy, didn't come. The roasted seeds and nuts he sells are most taboo on rainy days.

Lin Xiaojian put on a raincoat and moved the simple tent from the car. The iron pillars are connected to the tent one by one, and it only needs to be stretched out to set it upright.Finding a few stones to press the foot of the column, he went home again and pulled all the unfinished equipment. After a busy trip, his back was already wet, and he didn't know whether it was rain or sweat.

This tent was also transferred to him by the previous stall owner. It is not large and can only accommodate two tables after covering the electric car. The newly added one cannot be accommodated.Fortunately, the spring rain rarely comes with strong winds, and the raindrops will not blow into the tent, so it can barely accommodate guests for dinner.If it were a thunderstorm in the summer, and the thunderstorm and strong winds would be strong in a short period of time, this small canopy would not be able to hold up at all, and would be blown away by the wind, let alone people sitting down to eat.

When it’s time to get off work, people wrap themselves tightly in raincoats, their vision is narrow, they can only see ahead, they can’t sway from side to side, they don’t notice the stalls on the side of the road at all, even if they see them, they don’t have the mood to eat under the raindrops. Eat something casually in the cafeteria or at home.

Only a dozen bowls were sold in a whole night, and Lin Xiaojian returned to the days when there was no system in a trance. No matter how delicious the food you make, it is useless for customers not to have the desire to consume.

It is said that "there is a lot of rain during the Qingming Festival", which seems to be to make up for the rain that was owed a while ago. The rain did not stop until Saturday morning, and Lin Xiaojian resumed the rhythm of going to the vegetable market once every two days. get mouldy.

He was thinking about the Mihao Life grocery delivery company he found that day on his mobile phone. After uploading his location, he communicated with the customer service and learned that because he was far away from the town and was not within the delivery range, the delivery started at 200.If there hadn't been this rain, according to his previous business, it would not be difficult to get 200 yuan of goods, but the rain brought him back to his original shape, and he didn't even bother to go to the vegetable market. Sure enough, as some people said, setting up a stall is not a problem. What a stable career.

Fortunately, Lin Xiaojian now has two storage facilities, a refrigerator and a freezer. It’s okay to keep the vegetables frozen. The key point is the existence of the super fresh-keeping box, which allows him to ignore the influence of time on seafood. Otherwise, after two days of leisure, he can still carry Live, seafood is absolutely unbearable.

It wasn’t until Saturday afternoon that the rain stopped and it turned cloudy. It seems that it won’t be raining at night. Before going out, Lin Xiaojian was thinking about ordering food. Today is Saturday. It stands to reason that the business should be good, and the consumption desire of the big guys has been suppressed. After so long, why not retaliate consumption?But the ground was still wet, and puddles had accumulated in some low-lying places, making travel inconvenient, and it was uncertain how many people could go out.

"Forget it, it's already afternoon, and the vegetable market doesn't have any fresh vegetables, so let's make do with it."

After struggling for a third of it, he decided to just sell it like this. There are all the vegetables that should be available, and it is quite troublesome to go to the vegetable market.

I rode my bicycle to the old place, and there were only a few stalls. It seemed that everyone was not very optimistic about today's business.Thinking of this, Lin Xiaojian was a little glad that he was too lazy to buy goods.

"Crash!"

Just as he was setting up his stall with his head lowered, an old Santana drove over at high speed, running over small puddles and splashing high waves. After approaching the market, the speed of the car slowed down, and everyone After seeing the blue government logo on the car, the stall owner suddenly felt shocked.

"What is the city manager here for?"

"Isn't today Saturday? They don't rest?"

"Isn't it too late to pack up now?"

"Didn't you say that stalls are being advocated now? Are you going to go back on your word?"

Even a few local villagers who set up stalls and sold vegetables couldn't help feeling tense when they saw the urban management officers coming, and whispered to each other, asking each other if there was any inside information.In front of the urban management, whether you are a local or a foreigner, you are the object of service.

Seeing these people in blue uniforms, Lin Xiaojian flinched instinctively, moved a small stool and sat behind the stove, watching from a distance.Seeing them walking in front of a vendor, talking with serious expressions and gesticulating, I felt a little uneasy, for fear that they would not be allowed to set up stalls here in the future, and they would not even be in the mood to browse the Kuaishou Extreme Edition that can make money.

However, what is strange is that several stalls patronized by the urban management did not quickly pack up and leave, but continued to operate with a swagger. The stall owners in the distance began to relax and continue busy with the work at hand, thinking: "After all, Now that the government is strongly calling for stalls to be set up, it should be fine."

Soon, two men and a woman in urban control uniforms came to Lin Xiaojian's booth. The man was a middle school student and a young man, and the woman was in her early twenties. She looked like an intern. A notebook with pages of forms and a lot of handwritten information on it.

"Hello, do some research."

"Please show me your ID card."

The middle-aged urban management was the first to speak, his voice was loud and clear, and there was a kind of calm and prestige in his tone. Lin Xiaojian saw him like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Uh, no, sorry, I didn't bring it!"

"Do you have to have it? I'll go back and get it?"

Lin Xiaojian instinctively touched his pockets with both hands, remembering that he didn't have the habit of carrying his ID card, so he said embarrassedly.

"Do you have any photos on your phone? Photos are fine too."

Presumably, the middle-aged urban management had seen this kind of situation a lot. Seeing Lin Xiaojian's embarrassing expression, he immediately understood his situation and had a plan for it.

"Yes, there seems to be."

Lin Xiaojian quickly took out his mobile phone and looked through the photo album. A while ago, he opened Alipay's merchant service and uploaded his ID card, which should not be deleted.

After opening the merchant service, use the Alipay payment code to collect money. The first payment every day will be rewarded with points, insurance money, etc., which can be exchanged for phone bills and insurance limits. Lin Xiaojian likes to collect these.

"Is this you?"

After finding the photo of his ID card, he hurriedly handed the phone to the middle-aged urban management officer, but the other party glanced at the photo, stared at Lin Xiaojian strangely for a few seconds, showed a puzzled expression, and asked in bewilderment.

"Look, is this him?"

The middle-aged urban management casually handed the mobile phone to the colleague next to him, and asked the two young people to identify it.The young urban management came over and repeatedly compared Lin Xiaojian's appearance with the photo on his ID card, raised his head from time to time, blinked his eyes several times, and couldn't tell.

"It seems to be him, but it always feels a little weird. The photo seems to be PS."

The female city manager frowned, and said with the level of discrimination of a woman.

"Ah? This, this is me!"

Seeing that the urban management staff doubted his identity, Lin Xiaojian hurriedly said: "This photo was taken in my hometown the year before last. I was still in school at that time, so I may be younger, but now I am a little older."

Although he didn't know what the consequences would be if the identity card didn't match, this was indeed Lin Xiaojian's ID card and it was genuine, he explained hurriedly.

"Old? How do you feel that you are younger than the appearance on your ID card? You are only 19 years old?"

The middle-aged urban management narrowed their eyes slightly, like a hunter who was preying.In the photo, Lin Xiaojian was dark, with small eyes, dull eyes, and disheveled hair like a chicken coop overgrown with weeds, like a refugee fleeing famine.

But the stall owner in front of him was tall, fair-skinned, with piercing eyes and three-dimensional facial features, a bit close to the popular little fresh meat nowadays.Although the overall outline of the person in the photo is similar, but the temperament is too bad, it is the difference between the sun and fireflies.

"It's okay, your stall is called Xiaolin Malatang?"

The middle-aged urban management thought about it for a few seconds, and then handed back the ID card to Lin Xiaojian. He didn't check the household registration, so he looked about right, maybe he had plastic surgery.

He heard that micro plastic surgery is now very popular among young people, and Xiao Hui next to him bluntly said that she had double eyelid surgery.

"Yeah, it doesn't matter if you don't have a registration license, right?"

Lin Xiaojian replied anxiously, just after finishing speaking, he regretted talking too much.It’s okay if you don’t disclose some things. Even if everyone knows it well, they won’t bother you.

"It's okay, you don't need a business license to set up a stall, we just need to register."

"I heard that you are the best business in this area?"

The middle-aged urban management didn't notice Lin Xiaojian's sudden panic, so he suddenly asked a different question.

"Huh? Me? So-so, not that good."

Lin Xiaojian didn't expect that the urban management would care about their business, and instinctively said modestly.

Businessmen in Huaguo have always been in two extremes. One is to pay attention to not revealing his wealth. He earns 1000 and says he earns 100. He is afraid that others will know that he has money. Saying that he earns 100, he is afraid that others will not know that he is rich, just to show off the style of a rich man with arrogance.

Which style to choose depends on the business project and the personality of the boss.The snack industry depends on the sky, and his social contribution is not high. In addition, Lin Xiaojian has an honest personality. Except for his family, he does not disclose his income.

If it were the bosses who set up factories and do manufacturing business on Beishan Avenue, they would like to turn their turnover into net profit. The bigger the business, the more people will trust you and dare to place orders of hundreds of thousands and millions of dollars here.

If it is a small workshop or self-employed, customers will inevitably worry about the deposit being cheated.

(End of this chapter)