Rebirth 09: Buying a house with a baby UP owner

The business of the night market usually runs until twelve o'clock in the evening, or even one o'clock. In order to sell two more bowls, the owner of the noodle shop waits until the last light goes out before closing the shop every day, and opens the door at nine o'clock the next morning. , such a high-intensity working time, only he and the boss's wife, the body can't bear it at all, and every night I feel so tired that my back and legs hurt.

The owner of the noodle soup shop saw that there were no more customers, so he started to cook the next day's pork bone and chicken soup. Dozens of kilograms of pork bones were slowly simmered in a large pot. The soup gradually turned from clear to turbid and began to thicken.

This time of day is the happiest time for a noodle soup shop owner. Being able to cook a good pot of noodle soup is a great sense of accomplishment for the noodle soup shop owner.

"Don't make new ones. It's cold now. The ones left today can be used tomorrow." The lady boss knew that the boss had to use new pork bones to make soup every day, but the turnover in the store was too low now. He was so You can't even recoup the cost.

"How can we use the leftover soup? Regular customers can drink it in one drink. The reputation we have worked so hard to build cannot be ruined just like this."

The boss is very insistent and makes new soup every day. Even the pork ribs and stupid chicken can only be put away at noon the next day. If they are not sold at [-] p.m., they have to be thrown away to keep up. The freshness of the ingredients.

"How can we still have regular customers here? What's more, if you look at the food stalls, none of them are as clean as ours, but their business is better than ours."

The proprietress of the milk noodle shop has always been depressed. Even when she got home, she didn't want to say another word. She even didn't dare to calculate the recent expenses and income, for fear that she would not be able to face the figures.

Now the store's business is getting worse and worse, and many people don't let them place tables and chairs in the open space. Customers have no place to eat, so they are naturally unwilling to come. Their daily sales have dropped to a quarter of the original. , this little money is not enough to pay the rent and material costs.

"Why don't we close this store and sell it while it's still worth some money? We can also find another store to continue doing business."

The proprietress of the milk noodle shop decided to cut off her business to survive. Since their current shop didn’t have much business anymore, they might as well not do it. Otherwise, the broth they cooked every day would have to be thrown away, and they would end up losing more and more.

With their skills and diligence, they can earn a stable life if they keep working for others.

"No, this shop is passed down from my family. If I stop doing this, I won't be able to see my parents in the future." The owner of the milk noodle shop disagreed, but he also knew that the savings in his hand could no longer support it. After a while, if the business continues to fail, the final result will be to sell the shop.

But he still wants to persist, maybe there will be good news in half a year.

The two of them would argue every time this topic came up. In order to avoid the quarrel, the wife of the boss had no choice but to fall asleep.

But she didn't expect that when she woke up the next day, the world had changed dramatically.

Zhong Meihui's influence is amazing. When the proprietress of Milk Soup Noodles got up, she suddenly found that her Weibo followers had soared from 735 to 39564, and the number was still rising. This number made her think there was a problem with the system.

"Honey, look, what's going on? We suddenly have so many fans!" The wife called the boss over and asked her to see the number of fans, but the noodle shop owner didn't take it seriously with this abnormal number.

"There is an error in the website system. It will return to normal values ​​when it calms down. The content updated every day on our Weibo is so boring, how could we have so many fans joining us."

The noodle shop owner answered casually. He originally thought that Internet marketing was a very illusory thing. It was impossible for his family to get business through the Internet, but the landlady decided to open this Weibo, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Now that he saw that there was a problem with the website, he didn't want to pay attention to it and just focused on his own affairs.

The proprietress was washing up in the bathroom. After more than ten minutes, she looked at the computer again and found that it was still running at high speed. Not only the number of fans but also private messages had suddenly increased. Their private messages were so numerous that she couldn't even read them. But the most mentioned name is the "China-US Ten".

"Who is Zhongmei Ten?" The boss and the landlady of the milk soup noodle shop looked at each other. They didn't know who this Zhongmei Ten was, but many people said that they came here after seeing the recommendation of Zhongmei Ten. If there is a chance, I also want to try their craftsmanship.

"Could it be those people who took the video yesterday? I think the things they are holding are quite professional." The proprietress thought of Zhong Meihui who came here to eat last night and thought she was most likely to be this Chinese and American ten.

She quickly found Zhong Meihui's blog account and Weibo account through the name Zhongmei Shi, and saw that the photos inside were indeed taken at their home, and they had received millions of views in just one night.

"Husband, the person who came yesterday is actually a food celebrity. We were praised by her. Will our business be better in the future?"

The proprietress of the noodle shop was so excited that she wanted to cry after seeing this result. She knew how powerful those Internet influencers were. They had the power to bring a brand back to life, and they also had the power to make a brand die quickly.

She was glad that she had left Zhong Meihui and her group to have dinner last night, otherwise, such a good day would not have been possible.

"Don't think too much. Being famous online and doing business offline are two different things. We are no longer in the same city as these people, so how can they come here to eat noodles."

The owner of the noodle shop asked the lady boss to calm down. Since he opened the shop, he has seen many self-media and local small media rushing to report on it. The results are the same. Each report is valid for less than three days, and future business will still follow. Pretty much the same as before.

Therefore, he had no hope for this matter, lest his hopes be too high and the final result would be unsatisfactory.

The couple went to the noodle shop to open for business. Unexpectedly, a large number of people came rushing in. They compared the sign in front of the store and wanted to make sure it was the store recommended by the "China and America Ten" last night.

"Boss, China and America ate here yesterday, right? Whatever she ate, I want to be the same as her."

"Boss, I want to take the same photo of where the Chinese and American ten were sitting yesterday."

The few tables outside and the two tables inside were all filled with people who came to the store. There were even many people who had no place to sit and would rather stand around to eat.

This kind of grand occasion was something the couple in the noodle shop had never experienced before. They looked at each other and felt that they had won the jackpot this time.