Trivial Skin of Rebirth

In the next three or four days, when Zhang Yuanxin went to work during the day, Ye Jiawen went out to look for business opportunities.Before he had a clear goal, he carried a handful of steel coins in his pocket, took a bus with a relatively long route and passed through a bustling area, and observed which shops opened on which roads and which shops near the shops. What is the environment like.He visited three or four bus lines in the morning, all of which were rough observations and summaries. After lunch, he started to run from house to house, making friends with the boss, and inquiring about the rent of the shops and the quality of the business.

Ye Jiawen's current capital is not much, and his and Xiang Qingyun's share plus Zhang Yuanxin's share is less than [-]. If he wants to rent a shop, the monthly rent may be nearly [-]. Generally, a shop needs to be renovated and managed. Let's see, the decoration cost is a big one, and it will cost tens of thousands, and then we have to purchase the goods, which is definitely not enough.He is just investigating now to see what kind of business is better to do, and what are the prices of shops in various places.As for whether to do wholesale or retail, this should be decided after investigation.

That afternoon, Ye Jiawen walked through a few more shops and passed the Ten Thousand People Stadium. When he saw an advertising banner hanging outside the stadium, he stopped to look at it.It turns out that Andy Lau's concert tour will be held in S City in the second half of the month, and it will be held in the gymnasium.Ye Jiawen stood under the advertising banner for a while, then left.

Back at Zhang Yuanxin's home in the evening, the two of them bought some cheap side dishes, Ye Jiawen continued to cook his dishes that always taste the same, Zhang Yuanxin continued to cook his always bland dishes, and the two of them made do with some noodles.

During the meal, Zhang Yuanxin asked Ye Jiawen: "How is it? Did you gain anything today?"

Ye Jiawen bit his chopsticks and said, "Well, we don't have enough capital now, and we don't have the money to rent a shop. I think we can set up a street stall first. Sell some clothes during the day, and set up a stall at the school gate when school is over in the afternoon. Snacks are very profitable. But for a while, when the students are gone, there will be no business."

Zhang Yuanxin said: "If you want to make money from students, of course you should make money from college students! In the evening, set up a stall at the gate of the school to sell supper. Think about how lively we used to be when we went out to eat supper at night. The school cafeteria was at six o'clock. The door is closed, and students who are hungry will come out at night. And I also get off work at night, and we will go to sell together, which will not affect the normal work."

Ye Jiawen thought for a while: "You're right, what should we sell for supper?"

Zhang Yuanxin frowned delicately, and poked the rotten egg in the bowl with his chopsticks: "Just us? What can we do? Even scrambled eggs can be like this. Is there anything simple that can't be broken?"

Ye Jiawen said: "Don't be afraid of this, you can learn it once you learn it. The food sold on the street is not difficult to make, such as Malatang, Teppanyaki, Korean tofu, oil dumplings, pancakes and so on. Spend a little money Just buy a recipe, I think it’s very easy for people to make it, but they don’t know the recipe. There are also wholesale ingredients, such as kebabs, squid, etc., we just need to put them on the charcoal fire to cook, and a fool can do it.”

Zhang Yuanxin was stunned when he heard this: "Ma La Tang? Korean tofu? What are these? I don't think I've ever eaten them."

Ye Jiawen was dumbfounded for a moment before he remembered that these things didn't seem to be popular in 97.In his memory, it was only in 98 and 99 that Malatang became popular all over the street, and at the beginning, the store served a large bowl of Malatang directly, instead of allowing customers to choose from a bunch of malatang.

Ye Jiawen slapped his thigh suddenly: That's right, isn't this a business opportunity!Now Malatang is not popular in S city, I opened it, it is the first one, it must be popular, then others will follow my example!Isn't it to take advantage of this advantage to live again!

Zhang Yuanxin teased him and said, "Is it really just the two of us doing it? The guy surnamed Xiang, his craftsmanship is really good. If you ask him to make supper, it will definitely be a hit. Besides, you won't pay back the 1 yuan." Does it have his share!"

As soon as Ye Jiawen heard Xiang Qingyun's name, the fire of passion that had just been ignited faded a lot, and sighed: "I...don't want to see him for now." No matter how good Xiang Qingyun is, thinking of those relatives in his hometown, Ye Jiawen My heart is on fire.Before he figured out how to deal with those troublesome relatives, he wanted to hang out with Qingyun for a while longer.

Zhang Yuanxin asked him: "How long are you going to hang him out? Be careful that he doesn't run away with others."

Ye Jiawen raised his eyebrows fiercely: "He dares!"

Zhang Yuanxin snorted, and teased in a tone of voice: "It's up to you, your little hoof is able to toss people, I don't think he will run away with people, but he didn't run away because you made him lovesick or something." Yes. Let me tell you the truth, when I came back from work these days, I saw Xiang Qingyun wandering around our neighborhood. I couldn’t see it today. I asked him if he wanted to come up and sit down, but he refused, saying that you don’t want to see him , he won’t come. I asked him if he didn’t dare to see you still hanging around here! Hey, hey, he looked so pitiful at the time, he said he just wanted to try his luck, and it would be great if he could see your situation from a distance .Let me tell you, if he wasn't your husband, who is so infatuated with a man, I would have shot him, believe it or not!"

Ye Jiawen was silent for a while after listening, and said with a wry smile: "He is pretty good, but how do you put it in life... Ups and downs, whoever tastes it will know."

Zhang Yuanxin curled his lips and said: "Then you go and tell him something! Let him stop hanging around here, I am upset, hum! I can't get used to you guys who are tired of you guys the most! When I find one, I will lead him to visit your house every day, and I will not kill you!"

Ye Jiawen pushed him with a smile, and the two of them slammed each other down again.

Since Ye Jiawen planned to start the Mala Tang business, he had to start making preparations.But as soon as he started, he found that things were a little more difficult than he thought.He wants to be the first in S City, and wants to be imitated by others, then he has no one to imitate.Malatang is not just a matter of adding some Chinese prickly ash and hot pepper. There are a total of more than a dozen kinds of spices and seasonings, as well as the proportion of seasonings. These still need a recipe.Where should the recipe be obtained?Malatang is a thing that originated in Sichuan, so Ye Jiawen called his Sichuan students in the university to ask, but after asking all three Sichuanese in the class, they all answered that they could only eat but not cook, and one of them pulled him. I chatted for a long time, but I didn't ask what I wanted to ask, and I wasted a lot of long-distance phone charges.

The next day, Ye Jiawen went to a few wholesale markets to check the situation, and he was so busy that he didn't go home until night. This time he ran into the blind Xiang Qingyun in the community.

When the two met each other, they both froze for a moment. Xiang Qingyun first took a step forward, hesitated for a while, and then took that step back.Ye Jiawen also hadn't seen him for several days, and after seeing him again, his eyes were a little sore, he turned around and wanted to leave, turned half of his body and stopped, hesitated for a moment, then turned back and walked towards Xiang Qingyun.

Xiang Qingyun looked flattered at Ye Jiawen who was coming towards him, rubbing his hands on the seams of his trousers, like a child who has made a mistake.Ye Jiawen stopped two steps away from him, and asked him, "Well, if I describe the taste of a food to you, can you make it?"

Xiang Qingyun was dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to say: "Tell me, let me try."

How would you describe the taste of Mala Tang?Ye Jiawen said: "Uh... a pot of soup that is spicy, spicy, fresh and fragrant. Put the things in it and cook it to taste."

Xiang Qingyun was silent, and said very reluctantly: "I... give it a try."

Ye Jiawen thought for a while and added, "It's a Sichuan snack called Malatang."

Xiang Qingyun nodded: "Okay, can you come over tomorrow night, I'll make it for you to try."

Ye Jiawen said, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, the atmosphere became awkward. The two stared at each other speechlessly, not knowing how to end the topic, or not wanting to end it.Ye Jiawen suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "By the way, Andy Lau will hold a concert in the gymnasium on the 20th, do you want to go?" It's his must-have song.

Xiang Qingyun was taken aback by him all the time today, and repeated inexplicably: "Go to the concert?"

Ye Jiawen smiled: "Actually, I'm selling light sticks to make money, and I can listen to them outside. If I earn a lot, I can also buy a ticket from scalpers on the spot. The ticket for the stands is only 80. Would you like to go?"

Nodding to Qingyun: "Go!"

Xiang Xiaolong used to like Jay Chou very much. When he was still in junior high school, Jay Chou came to S City to hold a concert. He wanted to go to the concert no matter what he said. The ticket at the front of the field was 1680 yuan, which was too expensive. Ye Jiawen gave Xiang Xiaolong 500 yuan and asked him to listen to the current atmosphere.As a result, Xiang Xiaolong ran to the wholesale market with his classmates and bought a large number of fluorescent sticks with all the money Ye Jiawen gave. Before the concert started, several junior high school students set up a stall outside the gymnasium to sell fluorescent sticks, and waited for the concert to start. At that time, Xiang Xiaolong took the money he earned and bought an infield ticket worth more than 1000 yuan from the scalper and went in. After watching the concert, the children still had spare money and happily ate a barbecue supper.To make money is to be flexible, go wherever there are business opportunities, and not stick to the old rules, so this time Ye Jiawen had this idea in his heart when he saw the poster of Andy Lau's concert.

The next day, Ye Jiawen went to the wholesale market to wholesale light sticks during the day.There are also many kinds of fluorescent sticks. There are small ones that turn on and off after a while. The purchase price is only [-] cents a piece; In addition to ordinary fluorescent sticks, there are also those with switching batteries that can emit colorful lights, and the cost is [-] cents.There are also luminous headbands, glasses and the like, and the fancy things are dazzling.

Ye Jiawen mainly bought light sticks. Other messy things looked interesting, but the sales volume was definitely not that great.He bargained with the boss for a long time, because he didn't buy a lot of things, and the boss of the wholesale market really didn't make much money, so he wouldn't give him a counter-offer no matter what.Ye Jiawen had no choice but to change the way of bargaining. He bought two boxes of light sticks and asked the boss to give him some headbands and glasses. After a long time of grinding, the boss finally agreed. The goods cost 300 yuan and gave him ten glowing Mickey Mouse Ears, five luminous masks, and a heart-shaped Kongming lantern worth two yuan.He first paid the boss a deposit of 100 yuan, took the receipt, made an appointment to pick up the goods tomorrow, and then left.In the afternoon, he went to several places, intending to order another batch of peripheral products such as posters and stickers, but he did not place an order immediately, but only compared the prices and quality of several companies, and it was almost dark.

After running all day, Ye Jiawen returned to Zhang Yuanxin's house tired like a dead dog. Zhang Yuanxin had been waiting for him for a long time, and when he saw him coming back, he hurriedly asked him: "What's the matter with you? Xiang Qingyun called me I have called several times, asking when you will be there. Did you promise to go back to him?"

Ye Jiawen slapped his head: "Oh! I was so busy that I almost forgot!" After saying that, he dragged Zhang Yuanxin out: "Hurry up, come with me and try some delicious food."

Zhang Yuanxin was pulled out by him with a look of surprise: "I want to go too?"

The two ran to the house rented by Ye Jiawen and Xiang Qingyun, knocked on the door, and within two seconds the person inside immediately opened the door, and Xiang Qingyun appeared at the door with a happy face, but saw Ye Jiawen's side Zhang Yuanxin froze for a while, the brilliance on his face dimmed, but he still opened the door and said softly, "Come in."

Zhang Yuanxin glared at Ye Jiawen viciously, the two of them entered the room and sat down, ran downstairs to Qingyun to heat up the cold soup, and after a while, two bowls of steaming Mala Tang were served.As soon as Zhang Yuanxin smelled the aroma, his mouth watered, he rubbed his stomach and said, "I haven't had dinner yet..." When the bowl was put in front of him, his expression changed a bit, "This, Can this be eaten?"

Ye Jiawen didn't expect to put so much chili oil on Qingyun, it made my stomach hurt.He looked at Xiang Qingyun suspiciously, and Xiang Qingyun said innocently: "The master chef in our company's cafeteria is from Sichuan, I told him what you said, the formula he taught me, more than a dozen seasonings Spices, I mix them according to what he said."

Ye Jiawen, who can't eat spicy food very much, made his stomach hurt even more because the food was made according to the Sichuan people's recipe.But it must be said that this bowl of Malatang is really appetizing except for the layer of red chili oil.The tangy aroma irritated the nasal mucosa, and the saliva was secreted endlessly. The kelp, vermicelli, sausage, etc. exposed in the soup made people's stomach growl.

Zhang Yuanxin stared at the red oily bowl, swallowed desperately, and muttered: "I really want to eat...but I dare not eat..."

Ye Jiawen's heart skipped a beat, he picked up the spoon, quickly shook the spoon to get rid of the chili oil, and took a spoonful of the soup to his mouth.