Qin Huairu, you don't want Jia Dongxu to lose his job, do you?

When the third aunt returned to the motorcycle with three bowls, Wang Feng took the bowl, picked up the big iron spoon, and first scooped a large spoonful of carrot fried meat, half a kilogram.

The eyes of the three aunts were straight, and the other women were also full of surprise.

No one expected that the weight would be so large.

A large spoonful went down, filled a large half bowl, and there were three slices of meat.

Wang Feng picked up another bowl and scooped a large spoonful of vegetarian fried shredded carrots, which was still half a bowl.

The eyes of the three aunts were crooked with a smile.

These two dishes are enough for her family to eat.

Especially after she couldn't help but taste a piece of carrot stir-fried meat, she immediately called it delicious, and also helped attract business.

"Sister Li, the stir-fry that Wang Feng sells is no worse than the restaurant, you can buy it and taste it."

"Xiaoqin, you just told me a few days ago that you haven't eaten meat for a long time, and today you can spend two cents to eat a meat dish, don't you hurry up and buy a solution."

With this shout, those aunts and sisters in the courtyard became more and more moved.

It can be seen that Wang Feng is doing business with conscience.

The portions are large, the taste is good, and the soup is delivered for free.

Where to find a second one?

"Wang Feng, this is two cents and a pound of fine grain stamps."

"I'll get a copy too!"

"Wang Feng, I want it too!"

"I don't have any money on me, go back to the house and get it immediately, don't be in a hurry to leave."

...........

Women rushed to buy it.

"Okay, don't worry, come one by one, but you go back and get the bowl first, and then I'll cook for you."

Before the stall was released, in the compound, business was already booming.

After a few busy minutes, Wang Feng sold twelve copies.

Get two four- and twelve-pound fine grain stamps.

"Delicious, this carrot is just hot, stained with the aroma of meat."

"The carrot shreds are also very oily."

"The bone broth is also delicious, and when you take a sip, the aroma of fatty meat is particularly satisfying."

............

These women in the courtyard have not eaten meat for a long time, and with meat dishes and broth, they can't help but taste the taste on the spot.

Seeing their satisfied smiles, Wang Feng felt a sense of accomplishment, and then rode out on a motorcycle to set up a stall.

The location was chosen not far from the gate of the rolling mill on the side of the road, and the rolling mill had the most workers nearby.

And there were originally people setting up stalls here, counting the stall area outside the rolling mill.

Wang Feng stopped the car, and the chic motorcycle pulled the cart, causing the vendors who repaired shoes and sold needlework next to him to look curiously.

After parking the motorcycle, Wang Feng set up a folding table next to the cart, specially used to store lunch boxes.

Get ready to eat.

I took out a small blackboard and wrote the price list and offer on it with chalk.

One meat and one vegetarian: 2 cents and 1 kilogram of fine grain stamps

Mantou: 2 cents per

cent

Nest head: 4 cents for 1

cent

Meat and vegetarian dishes are not only sold, but all customers who purchase dishes will be given a free bone broth on a first-come, first-served basis.

Note: Take away to eat, the deposit of the lunch box is 5 cents, and the deposit is fully refunded after returning the lunch box

The one-eyed uncle who repaired shoes and the grandmother who sold needlework were all stunned.

The meat dish is sold so cheaply, and the two dishes together are several cents lower than the restaurant ordering a meat dish.

How to make money?

And also send a bone broth to lose money and drink?

The one-eyed old man looked at Wang Feng for a while, feeling that he did not have the philistine atmosphere of a small businessman, and it might be the first time to set up a stall.

"Young man, have you ever set up a stall before?"

"Nope." Wang Feng smiled and answered truthfully.

The one-eyed uncle nodded, with such an expression on his face.

With the meaning of a good teacher, he said: "Young man, I think your price is too low, although it is a small stall, it is not as good as the grade of the restaurant, but you can't eat two dishes for two cents, you do this, it is likely that you will not make money, and you still send a bone soup, don't you need money to boil the soup?"

If you continue like this, you will probably lose money. "

"Sir, I set up a stall to take the route of small profits and quick turnover, and one of the selling points is cheap." Wang Feng explained casually.

The one-eyed uncle was speechless.

Yes, people love it.

It also sells small profits and quick sales, and meat and vegetables are sold so cheaply.

See if you can hold out for a few days.

Although the grandmother who sold needlework did not speak, she was not optimistic about Wang Feng.

Having sold needlework for decades, he thought he was well-informed, but he had never seen him set up a stall like this.

She and the one-eyed uncle discussed in a low voice, glanced at Wang Feng from time to time, and smiled strangely and playfully.