That night, Wang Xiaoming did not go back, but also lived in the stall, and waited until all the seven pots of beef soup were ready, turned on to low heat and simmered, and then slept with a sheet.

The next day, the food festival opened.

There was an opening ceremony at the opening of the food festival, but Wang Xiaoming didn't go to see it, he was already busy at the stall.

After a while, Wei Jinpeng came over to see how Wang Xiaoming was doing, and he was also concerned about Wang Xiaoming's business, and he was relieved to see that Wang Xiaoming was doing well.

Wang Xiaoming also invited Wei Jinpeng to eat a bowl of ramen, the taste of ramen made Wei Jinpeng full of praise, Wei Jinpeng finally knew, how could Wang Xiaoming have the confidence to make money, with this hand-pulled noodle technique, it must be profitable.

A female worker also came one after another, because I don't know what the business is like, so eleven female workers came, if the business is average, then two shifts, if the business is hot, then all go to work, and then calculate the overtime pay.

Wang Xiaoming also told the female workers about it, and since there was overtime pay, the female workers naturally agreed.

The work clothes of the female workers are also very simple, they were bought by Wang Xiaoming, wearing green sportswear, plus a pink apron, simple, clean, time-saving, and money-saving.

The food festival finally began, and Wang Xiaoming took out his own customized advertising signboard.

The signboard was custom-made by an advertising agency on the street, and it was a banner with pictures of beef ramen, large pieces of beef, and green green onions, which looked very attractive.

As for the text, it is also simple: "Wang Xiaoer's handmade ramen, a delicious taste inherited from 5,000 years ago." ”

There is also a small sign on the stall that costs 50 yuan per bowl.

Fifty yuan for a bowl of beef noodles?

I really make every mistake and don't sell it at this price, what money will I make.

Now it's not the street stalls it used before, it's now at the food festival, and it's not the meat foam soup that used before, but the beef stock, the location is different, the ingredients are different, and the price is naturally different.

Lu Zhiyong secretly said that it was too expensive, and he would definitely not buy it, Wang Xiaoming slapped him on the back of the head and drove him to work.

At this moment, passers-by came in twos and threes.

Wang Xiaoming's spirit was shocked, and he immediately cheered up everyone and prepared to do business.

A woman with a teenage child came first, she looked at the signboard, then at the price, and then pulled her son away.

A couple came over with their daughter, smelled the fragrance, was a little moved, and when they saw the price, they also left.

A couple came over, the man pointed at the ramen and wanted to give it a try, but the girlfriend pulled her sleeves and left again.

Wang Xiaoer's ramen, something he has never heard of, he dares to sell it for fifty yuan a bowl, he wants to make money and go crazy.

There are more and more people, and the rest of the stalls can also have business, but Wang Xiaoming is here, and business is deserted.

Lu Zhiyong was a little anxious, even those female workers began to be a little absent-minded.

Zhang Miaotong also felt bad, pulled Wang Xiaoming's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Do you want to lower the price first?"

Wang Xiaoming was also a little anxious in his heart, but his face was calm and calm, and he said, "It's okay, wait a little longer." ”

In five minutes, ten minutes, there are more and more pedestrians on the street, all the stalls around are busy, and business is very hot.

Those who can come here to do business must have their own unique skills, and the taste is definitely not bad, plus there are enough pedestrians, and it is impossible to think about business well.

Half an hour has passed, and Wang Xiaoming's business has not yet opened.

Haven't sold a bowl of ramen yet.

The reason for this, of course, is that the price is one thing, but on the other hand, it is because the name is too small.

Others have never heard of Wang Xiaoer's ramen, so naturally it is impossible to eat his ramen.

Food also has to be famous, the better the fame, and the things that are not delicious, there are also people who buy them.

Look at the stinky tofu in the fire palace opposite, that business, that's a hot one.

"Hey, this ramen is so expensive, the boss will bring me a bowl. At this moment, a man in sportswear suddenly spoke.

Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and said, "Okay, come right away." ”

Wang Xiaoming made zuò ramen quickly, and after a while, a bowl of fragrant ramen was made.

There is also a row of tables in the stall where you can sit and eat ramen, and there are relatively few places, but it is not a problem to sit for about a dozen people.

The ramen was served, the man smelled the smell, it was very fragrant, a big bowl of ramen, and a lot of beef pieces, although the price was more expensive, but it was also the real material.

After taking a bite of beef first, the man nodded, it tasted very fragrant, and then took a bite of ramen, his expression was a little different.

When you eat this mouthful of ramen, you have a strange aroma, and the more you chew it, the more you think about it, the more you chew it, the more delicious it becomes, and there is also an indescribable fragrance.

"Delicious. ”

After commenting on the ramen in his heart, the young man took a big bite of it.

"Hey, Brother Liu, why are you eating here?" Just as the young people were eating ramen, a group of seven or eight young men and women walked over.

"I didn't eat in the morning, I'm hungry, and I like ramen too. The young man who was eating noodles said.

"Yo, this ramen is so expensive, fifty yuan a bowl?"

"Such expensive ramen, Lao Liu, are you willing to eat it?"

"A penny, a penny, this ramen didn't say, the taste is really good, I went to eat steak last night and asked for eighty-one, the taste is average, fifty yuan a bowl of ramen is not expensive." ”

"Isn't it really delicious, I'm hungry too. ”

"Alas, I can still lie to you, you don't know if you eat a bowl by yourself. ”

"Okay, I'll try it too, I haven't eaten this expensive ramen yet." The owner brought me a bowl too. ”

"I want to eat it too, and the boss brings me a bowl too. ”

"Hehe, the boss will serve three bowls together. ”

"Okay, right away. "Wang Xiaoming is also quite high, and the business is finally here.

Three bowls of ramen were served shortly after.

As soon as a few people ate it, the taste was really good, and in terms of taste, there was no way to deceive people, and you would know it after eating it.

"No, this tastes so delicious, just a few of us eat alone, this is not good, I will call someone, call them all the old money, let them taste it too." ”

Saying this, the young man took out his mobile phone and called Lao Qian and them.

After a while, they came, and there were a lot of people, about 20 people, and they were all young people, most of them were college students.

More than 20 people, more than a dozen people have ordered ramen, and after a hula, Wang Xiaoming's ramen stall is full.

As these people sat down to eat noodles, the eyes of passers-by around them looked at the ramen stall differently.

"This ramen business is so good? ”

"Mom, I want to eat ramen, it's so delicious, you see a lot of people eating it. ”

"Dad, don't you like to eat ramen, there is a family here that sells ramen, the business is very good, it should taste good. ”

"Fifty-one bowls, isn't it too expensive?"

"It's not expensive, it's rare to come to a food festival, taste it, and I don't usually eat it anyway. ”

"That's right, that's good, the boss will come to two bowls, and we'll both taste it. ”

Because of the drive of those young people, for a while, Wang Xiaoming's ramen business began to boom.

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