Causal lottery system

"If you're talking about selling mooncakes - arrange for other people to do it." Huang Ziqing gave such an answer.

That's right, from his perspective as a company executive, it's not his turn to do these small things at all, he just needs to arrange others to do them, and his job is to distinguish who should be assigned to do what work.

Ding Lang suddenly realized,

Oh shit, what kind of IQ is he? He didn’t think of such an arrangement at all. He just needs to hire someone else to do it. Now he can earn thousands of dollars a day just by selling mooncakes. Also adjust the stall time according to his class time, earn more money, even if part of it is allocated as salary, he can still save a lot.

Thinking of it this way, Ding Lang really wanted to hug Huang Ziqing and give him a big kiss, okay?

Of course he didn't do this kind of thing ╮(╯▽╰)╭ If Huang Ziqing knew what he was thinking, he would cry and hug his thigh and beg for a kiss...

But there was a problem, he didn't know who to hire at all... After all, he didn't know many people in the capital.

He planned to ask Liu Jianwei and Wu Fangchao when he went back to the dormitory. After all, they are locals, and they will know more about the salary and treatment here... right?

He never expected that the person in front of him who had just given him advice could continue to give him advice.

Huang Ziqing, who drove a Maybach to the farmer’s market, finally sent Ding Lang back to the dormitory with a bunch of ingredients for making mooncakes, using the excuse that he was on the way—would ghosts believe this excuse, oh, wrong, except ghosts, Ding Lang I also believe it.

How difficult it is for people to dismantle.

After sending the materials to the grocery room, after a little processing, Ding Lang took Huang Ziqing to buy someone something to eat. After all, he helped him so much today, and he didn't want to owe anyone a favor.

After all, they are not familiar enough to help without fear of being indebted.

So someone still has a long way to go...

The place to treat guests is in the school cafeteria (poor and covering his pockets), it’s not that Ding Lang is stingy, but this point, the restaurants in front of the school are basically full, and it’s not too early, if you go to other places to eat, you may turn off the lights when you come back Well, it's better to treat guests in the cafeteria.

Will the Second Canteen always be Ding Lang's favorite?

Although there is no sweet and sour pork ribs, there is a delicious fragrant pot at night!

When calling other people in the dormitory, they all said, "Nima, why did you say please eat so late? We have already eaten!" So in the end, only Ding Lang and Huang Ziqing ate.

The incense pot in the school cafeteria is delicious and cheap - at least it is cheaper than the exaggerated prices in the capital...

After ordering a bullfrog incense pot, Ding Lang realized that Huang Ziqing in a suit and leather shoes didn't quite match up with this school cafeteria?

Fortunately, the other party didn't look disgusted at all (?) Just took two pairs of chopsticks and looked at them for a long time, and finally ran to the nearby sink to wash them again.

In fact, Huang Ziqing was just hesitating whether he would give the other party a bad impression of "I'm a mother and I'm a clean freak" by doing this.

Facts have proved that he still thinks too much this time.

Ding Lang gratefully accepted the washed chopsticks he handed over—then decisively ran to the cafeteria master and asked him to scald them again with boiling water.

well.

Huang Ziqing thought to herself, we are really suitable for the same cleanliness attribute~(≧▽≦)/~ Huang Ziqing dillydally finished his meal and it was almost nine o'clock, and he dawdled in 303 until 10:30, there was really no reason to stay any longer Going down, the undergraduate dormitory of the Capital University closed the dormitory door on time at [-]:[-]... So he could only leave with a dark face, and before leaving, he threw a sharp look at the dormitory auntie, "Huh, you broke me and my true love" Auntie Dorm's little heart was pounding, and the young girl's heart that had been silent for many years was rejuvenated.

Leaving these things aside, after the lights were turned off, Ding Lang suddenly remembered that he wanted to hire someone. Anyway, the lights were just turned off now, and everyone was still up. He simply asked Liu Jianwei and Wu Fangchao directly: "Hey, do you know any reliable people?" Is it? I want to hire two people for my mooncake stall, otherwise I won’t even have time to walk Bajie if I work on that stall all day long.”

Bajie hummed twice at the right time to show his sense of existence and the grievance that no one walked for two days.

Wu Fangchao thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a personal choice, but Liu Jianwei held back for a minute and said: "I know...a couple, locals, who live behind my restaurant and have known my parents for more than ten years. It's pretty reliable, the uncle of that family has been laid off recently and is looking for a job!"

Since Liu Jianwei said so, Ding Lang basically decided on the candidate to hire, and after two days, he will come down to meet with the other party, discuss the salary issue, and then he can go to work directly.

To be honest, there is no technical content in making mooncakes. The reason why the mooncakes he made can make people in S City like Su Yuan feel delicious and authentic is because the recipes for fresh meat mooncakes in his mind are not good. Most of them have secret recipes and tips for making them, but the second reason is that Ding Lang directly chose the proportion of seasonings according to his intuition.The secrets of other mooncake masters and Ding Lang's own intuition make the fresh meat mooncakes made traditional and unique at the same time.

The traditional taste and production process, because the slight difference in the proportion of seasoning constitutes a difference, makes Ding's fresh meat mooncakes so popular.

However, for this kind of thing, as long as you have a little basic knowledge, tell others the seasoning recipe, and they can make j□j just as well.

The meeting place with the other party was set at the restaurant of Liu Jianwei's house. The time was at noon on Saturday, and other people in the dormitory also went to join in the fun, and more importantly, to eat.

The uncle surnamed Chen looked to be in his 50s, simple and honest, and very simple. Ding Lang felt that he was quite reliable when he first saw him.As the saying goes, love is born from the heart, this person seems to be an honest person, and he was recommended by Liu Jianwei, so the initial favorability value is relatively high.

Uncle Chen's wife seemed shrewd.

Several people sat in the box of Liu Jianwei's restaurant and chatted for a lunch time, and then settled on the treatment of Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen.

Two people earn 3000 yuan plus a commission per month. If there is no ceiling, the more they do, the more points they will get.

The monthly salary of 3000 yuan for two people seems low, but in fact it is not low at all with the commission. Ding Lang’s current stall’s daily income is more than [-] yuan. It’s just selling for three or four hours a day, and he can earn a lot after removing the cost. .According to this rhythm, after the Mid-Autumn Festival is over before developing something new to sell, the monthly income of Uncle Chen and his family is very likely to exceed [-] yuan.

Originally, Ding Lang wanted to sign the contract, but Uncle Chen found it troublesome because he couldn't read. Anyway, he knew Liu Jianwei's parents, so he was considered an acquaintance, so he skipped the round of signing the contract.

After dinner that day, Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen followed Ding Lang to the farmer's market to meet some vendors who sold materials to them. They dragged a tricycle and returned to Capital University. grocery room.

It was really difficult to squeeze three people into the grocery room, so Aunt Chen watched from outside.

Ding Lang didn't think about the issue of confidentiality. In his opinion, since he hired these two people, he could be a hands-off shopkeeper. When the time comes, it will not be his responsibility to purchase, make and sell moon cakes. Have a good time.Anyway, the moon cakes won't be sold for a few days, so he has to think about what to sell himself after the Mid-Autumn Festival is over.

Uncle Chen studied hard, although he was a little slow, but after repeated practice, the first moon cake was finally wrapped successfully.

Ding Lang nodded in satisfaction, and pointed out some areas that could be improved. Uncle Chen would not rely on his old age to sell the old, but immediately corrected it, and his attitude was very good.

In fact, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. After wrapping up two pots of mooncakes, the three of them hurriedly pushed the trolley to the gate of Capital University.

Three people and two pots of mooncakes were so busy that Ding Lang had to sigh that such experienced people are better at doing business (Aunt Chen also set up a stall to sell small commodities before).

Because of the Mid-Autumn Festival, there are a lot of people who come to buy mooncakes today. In the end, even Aunt Chen came to the battle temporarily. After watching Ding Lang and Uncle Chen make mooncakes for a few months, she tried to make mooncakes. Unexpectedly, Aunt Chen is quite talented. Fast and packed well.

The three of them worked non-stop, and they didn't rest until after eight o'clock in the evening.

It's hard to calculate, and I did 3000 yuan in business in one day today!There is 300 yuan for the share!

Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen were very happy, but Ding Lang was so tired that he was about to lie down, but he was relieved to think that he would not have to be busy by himself from tomorrow on.

Sure enough, Uncle Chen went to the farmer's market early the next morning to buy ingredients, and the stall was set up and started selling before seven o'clock.

The good business of fresh meat mooncakes has even made other vendors jealous, and it's not like no one has come to make trouble, but isn't there Wu Fangchao?Although he can't fight, it's Wu Fangchao who can't hold him back. Naturally, someone is willing to give him face and clean up the small vendors.

Mooncakes are selling so well, so when Ding Lang seriously told Uncle Chen not to sell mooncakes, Uncle Chen's reaction was predictable.

"Don't sell moon cakes? Why? The moon cake business is so good, why don't you sell them?"

In fact, not only Uncle Chen, but even other people in the dormitory expressed shock.

Ding Lang had no choice but to explain: "It's been three days since the Mid-Autumn Festival, isn't it strange that we still sell mooncakes?"

"But someone buys it—isn't it more like a pie if it's fresh meat mooncakes? Besides, mooncakes, can they be sold even when it's not the Mid-Autumn Festival?" At this time, Uncle Chen obviously talked more.

In the end, both parties compromised.

The baking pan for the fresh meat mooncakes on the stall has not been removed, but other pans have been added to sell other snacks.

Both of them are quite satisfied with this.

Needless to say, the business of fresh meat mooncakes, the new snacks have not yet decided what to sell, anyway, Ding Lang is a person who has mastered the cooking skills, let alone come out with any one, anyway, there are quite a lot of things he can choose to sell .

The author has something to say: I heard the footsteps of my colleagues going downstairs to unplug the network cable... I will hold my fists for a while!

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