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

"Ezi, how is the business?" Xu Damao rode his bicycle to the stall, and asked in his heart.

He had just seen two copies sold.

Guess, it has been sold quite a bit before.

"It's okay, it's much better than the day at the beginning, and now it's sold more than fifty copies, thanks to Master Zhao's delicious stir-fry." Lou Xiao'e also had a smile on her face and deliberately praised Zhao Liang.

Can make money, she is also in a good mood.

"What about the silly pillar?" Xu Damao glanced at the silly pillar not far away, and the corners of his mouth hooked a playful arc.

He really wanted Silly Pillar to have no business.

"Okay, a little better than us."

Hearing this answer, Xu Damao's happiness suddenly faded a lot.

"This fool is actually better than my business, I am not convinced." Xu Damao cursed in a low voice.

Lou Xiao'e comforted: "Don't look at Silly Zhu selling more than us, he doesn't sell staple food, we bought a lot of steamed buns and nests, and the profit is not much worse than him." "

"Also, we sold all the dishes, and the profit was higher than him." Xu Damao thought about it and couldn't help but smile.

Then, looking at Wang Feng, who was smoking comfortably, he couldn't help but feel envious and jealous.

He 397 knows Wang Feng's sales.

These two days are four hundred copies.

Sold out so quickly, he made more money than he and Silly Zhu's booth combined.

And he didn't know that Wang Feng updated the portion of the meal today and prepared five hundred servings.

The profit increased again by more than ten yuan.

When Wang Feng closed the stall, Silly Zhu sold more than half, and Lou Xiao'e also sold about half.

It is impossible for both of them to lose money, especially since Silly Zhu has already earned four or five dollars.

Seeing all this, Wang Feng threw away his cigarette butt and started his motorcycle to go home.

In the afternoon, he was at home to sum up how vicious the competition was.

Simply fighting a price war does not benefit him in the slightest.

It is necessary to come up with a way to crush Silly Zhu and Xu Damao, and to keep his sales and profits.

Thinking about it, time flies quickly.

In the blink of an eye, afternoon.

The silly pillar returned, and he ended up with more than ten copies left, and he sold them out along the street.

The profit is more than a piece higher than yesterday.

And Lou Xiao'e had more than 30 copies left unsold after the meal.

Master Zhao has experience in opening small restaurants, is very brainy, and is sincere, and offers to pull a cart and hawk along the street.

Lou Xiao'e was also left to him, and it was better to sell it for a profit, than to take it home and lose it.

In this way, Master Zhao worked tirelessly, ran all afternoon, and only after five o'clock pulled the cart back to the courtyard.

Finally, all the hundred dishes were sold, and there were not many steamed buns and nests left.

The money Xu Damao earned from setting up a stall today successfully surpassed the stupid pillar.

"Master Zhao, it's really hard for you today, I'll make you a cup of tea." Lou Xiao'e returned home and quickly welcomed Zhao Liang.

After only getting along for less than a day, she had already begun to admire Zhao Liang.

Work conscientiously, have a sense of responsibility, and the main thing is to be willing to work hard.

Pulling the car and walking down the street for hours, it took a lot of sweat and effort.

If nothing else, Lou Xiao'e walked empty-handed, and the soles of her feet and calves felt sore.

Zhao Liang's hard work can be imagined.

"Owner, just give a glass of white water, the countrymen will not drink tea."

Hearing this, Lou Xiao'e didn't know if he was polite or really didn't like to drink.

After thinking about it, he simply brewed a cup of brown sugar water.

This made Zhao Liang happy.

Sugar is in short supply this year.

A bowl of sugar water is more valuable than tea in his eyes.

It is also sincere concern.

I am extremely grateful to Lou Xiao'e.

Seeing Zhao Liang so simple, Lou Xiao'e felt that the salary of thirty yuan was lower, and she couldn't bear to work so hard and give less.

In total, after a while, the business stabilized, and Xu Damao was given a salary increase.

She is a kind heart. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"There's a way! (DABA) "Wang Feng searched his stomach and recalled many cases of doing business in his previous life.

Finally found a solution.

Didn't Silly Zhu and Xu Damao fight a price war, involution?

Okay, he rolled up even more!

Set up a stall and see who is ruthless.

However, the premise of competition is to ensure the sales volume and advantages of the original booth.

So he planned to set up another stall to reduce the taste of the dish at the same price as the sales price of Xu Damao and Silly Zhu, and then send a soup.

This move can't help but increase the sales advantage.

It also lowered the grade of Xu Damao and Silly Zhu.

Re-set up a stall, lower the taste and price, and keep the price and taste unchanged from the original stall, that is, to tell all customers.

Who wouldn't sell at a low price?

The point is that the taste is definitely not as good as the high price.

You get what you pay for, and my Wang Feng's booth also has low-priced dishes.

It's also cheaper than Silly Zhu and Xu Damao's.

You can buy it casually, but if you want to eat a better tasting dish, you have to add money and spend two cents a pound of fine food stamps.

After reviewing it once in his mind, Wang Feng felt that this method was feasible.

But he is busy with two booths alone, and he must be too busy to be busy.

So, He Yushui came to mind.

A few weeks ago, seeing that Wang Feng was making money, many times better than going to work, He Yushui wanted to resign and follow Wang Feng.

At that time, because there was no shortage of manpower and the business was not as prosperous as it is now, Wang Feng temporarily declined her.

Now to develop the second booth, He Yushui is undoubtedly the best candidate.

She can also stir-fry by the way, and the salary is higher.

Deciding on this matter, Wang Feng took out tomatoes, green onions, celery, eggs, mutton, beef, and let the senior chef automate the work card to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes, fried lamb with green onions, and small stir-fried shredded beef.

Very generous.

And the people in the courtyard smelled the smell of meat from Wang Feng's house, and they were already surprised.

Although he was jealous and jealous, he also knew that Wang Feng was now equivalent to opening a restaurant at home, and it was natural to eat better.

Even like Aunt Zhao, the old man's pension is very high, and he can't eat a pound of meat every day, and once came to the door to find Wang Feng in the evening, hoping that he would cook a dish.

They are all neighbors, and Aunt Zhao is a good person and a regular customer, so Wang Feng had to agree to make a small stir-fry.

Anyway, the automated work card is busy, and he doesn't really have to do it.

Can do a business alone, make too little money, Wang Feng is troublesome.

Tell Aunt Zhao her own business rules, only this once, and will not be sold in the future.

In addition to pity, Aunt Zhao can't help it.

After all, in the eyes of everyone in the courtyard, Wang Feng was a busy person.

Selling hundreds of vegetables a day, buying vegetables, cutting vegetables and stir-frying, although the time is only half a day, that is a lot of work.

I'm definitely tired enough.

But the actual situation, on the contrary, Wang Feng is tired for an hour or two when buying vegetables, and he is very idle at other times, and even occasionally dozes off when reading the newspaper.