Chapter Twenty-Seven: Soaring Income

Zhao Xiaoman and Yang Qiong were about to leave after a few minutes after trying the dishes, and in order to increase the credibility of the publicity, Su Zifang specially packed two large boxes of toothpick meat for them to take back for their classmates to taste.

"Miss Shen, you say, can this method work?" Watching the two of them go away, Su Zifang began to feel apprehensive in his heart.

"It should be okay, last time they did a visit to the store, I heard that more than 200 people went to the store on a weekend and spent tens of thousands. โ€

"Oh, that's good. Su Zifang listened to Zhao Xiaoman's record and relaxed his heart.

"By the way, what store did they go to last time?" Su Zifang suddenly began to wonder what kind of store had such a great charm, and he had the opportunity to try it.

"Nail salon. Shen Anyan stretched out her hand and flipped it a few times, "It's really good." โ€

"Hmm...... Yes, that's good. Su Zifang's eyes widened and he forced out a sentence, praying in his heart that he could usher in such a high popularity.

"How are you going to sell toothpick meat?" Shen Anyan tapped her index finger on the tabletop, her eyes glancing at the menu above the counter.

"The choice is all leg meat, and the cost is not low. Why don't you want 15 yuan a copy?" Su Zifang took out the notebook and roughly calculated the cost and said.

"You don't have to lose. Shen Anyan didn't answer.

Life experience has taught her that this kind of thing of giving advice to others is okay, but it is necessary to make decisions far away. Otherwise, others listen to their words, and if it doesn't work, they may not know how to chew the root of their tongue behind their backs.

"Well, I think 15 yuan a copy should be fine. You can also arrange a set meal, 20 yuan to get a shrimp cake. โ€

"No, I have to make a couple package, so it's okay to ......"

Half an hour later, Su Zi happily took out the billboard and began to display his dog-like font.

"Our store is open, there are activities, enter the store to understand ......"

Shen Anyan glanced at Su Zifang behind him a few times, but still couldn't help patting Su Zifang's shoulder, and drew a pen in his stunned eyes: "Forget it, I'll write it." โ€

"Good news: The opening of the store is a big reward, toothpick meat is 15 yuan / portion, plus 5 yuan can also get a shrimp cake. Within a few seconds, a billboard written in standard advertising style stood in front of Su Zifang, and a circle of decorations was drawn around it.

"Okay, there's nothing going on here, I'll go back first, Boss Su, come on." Shen Anyan stretched and shook her neck lazily.

"Thank you, thank you! Wait until you are done with the past two days, and invite Miss Shen to dinner. Su Zizi moved the billboard outside the door and shouted at Shen Anyan's back.

Sending Shen Anyan away, Su Zifang began to prepare the ingredients for toothpick meat and shrimp cakes.

Because he didn't know Zhao Xiaoman's ability to bring goods, he didn't dare to prepare more materials, and he prepared 100 copies and started to have fun, for several days, his 191 level has not been cleared by three stars, and he is a little uncomfortable.

Just after playing for a few minutes, there was a sound outside the door: "Is the handsome boss here?"

In the next second, several boys who seemed to be still in school poured into the house, looking at them without saying a word.

"How many people, what to eat?"

"Toothpick meat!" several people shouted in unison, probably feeling a little embarrassed that so many people only eat one toothpick meat, and rubbing their noses and scratching their heads in embarrassment.

"Hey, the handsome boss is not expensive in the store. โ€

"It seems to be true. โ€

"Wait, so are we going to save on food?"

"Save or save, let's take a copy of each first, and then make a decision after trying. โ€

"It's still the head of the house, so let's do it!"

......

Su Zi put it aside and listened, saying one sentence to the other, and finally understood what was going on.

It turned out that after Zhao Xiaoman posted a photo in the food team, Yang Qiong praised the toothpick meat, saying that she had eaten the most powerful one, and eating it in her mouth was like pickled pepper-flavored popping candy.

is such a fairy-like metaphor, and a few spicy classmates were really fished out, and they immediately skipped class and rushed over.

After knowing the origin of these people, Su Zifang immediately made a real spicy toothpick meat and shrimp cake as quickly as possible, and served it.

"The others are a little slower, wait a minute. โ€

"It's okay, it's okay!"

"Boss Su, you do it slowly, don't be in a hurry. โ€

The words were slow, but several pairs of chopsticks instantly stretched out to the plate together, and there was a ...... in the middle Hand?

"Third child, you cheat!"

"him!"

In fact, there was no need to say hello, the other boys had already changed their posture when they saw an extra hand in the chopsticks, pinching the chopsticks and waving them down.

I thought that the boy who reached out would retract it, but the hand flexibly attached it to the side of the plate, and pulled it in the direction of the extension, but he pulled the plate back.

"Is this okay?" Su Zifang, who hadn't walked away yet, looked at the scene on the table with a surprised expression, and sighed that the physical fitness of college students now is really better.

If it had been placed in the past, how could there be such a wonderful all-martial arts, and the one who grabbed the food would definitely be carried out sideways in less than three seconds.

Su Zifang shook his head, ignored the situation on the table, and returned to the kitchen to take the other dishes seriously.

"Ahh

There was a flurry of gasps in the lobby, pause for a few seconds, and burst into applause. The pumping sound sounded again, and so on.

Suzi listened very pleasantly in the kitchen, and even the speed of cooking was much faster, and in less than twenty minutes, the steamed sea bass, sweet and sour loin, Yangchun noodles, and fried eggs were served together.

"It smells so good!"

"It's a pity that the boss doesn't cook Sichuan food. โ€

"Don't rob it, it's all ...... Both!"

"Leave me a chopstick for the fish. โ€

"My, my! Do you want to copy your homework in the future?"

The swords and swords on the table continued, and Su Zifang heard the sentence clearly in the midst of everyone's arguments: "Boss, one more, no, three more toothpick meat, eight shrimp cakes, four bowls of Yangchun noodles, and five fried eggs." โ€

"Okay. Su Zifang happily responded, as if he heard the sound of white flowers falling into the bag.

And the diners who came one after another magnified Su Zifang's joy several times.

"Boss, serve the food?"

"Little brother, add a plate of steamed sea bass here. โ€

"Handsome guy, we want two bowls of Yangchun noodles!"

"Spicy, spicy, boss, water!"

......

Seven hours.

Su Zi was busy for seven hours without touching the ground, and finally sent off the last wave of guests.

When he closed the door after cleaning, he even felt that the day's business was harder than the opening cleaning.

"In a few days, you must find a professional handyman. Su Zi thought about recruitment in his heart, and opened the panel to check his turnover.

[Host debt payable this month: 27,500 yuan, current income: 3,925 yuan.] ใ€‘

Su Zifang: (โœงโ—กโœง)

Looking at the account balance, Su Zifang suddenly felt that today's efforts were all due, after all, the joy brought by the skyrocketing income of nearly four thousand yuan in one day was enough to offset any physical labor.

Although there is still some distance from the goal of 30,000, many diners today have said that they will continue to come tomorrow, and the propaganda of Zhao Xiaoman and Yang Qiong is still fermenting, if there is no accident, there may only be a day or two before the small goal of earning more than 10,000 yuan a day.

"Wait until tomorrow to open the door early, and prepare more ...... of various ingredients"

Before he had time to settle down tomorrow's daily life, Su Zi put his head away and fell asleep with the beautiful expectation that he would earn more than 10,000 yuan a day.

"Huh~tweet...... Phew~tweet......"