Wang Jian thought that the steamed buns improved by the Douyin APP would be popular, but he didn't expect them to be so popular, and in less than ten minutes, the fifty or so steamed buns and flower rolls he prepared were swept away by the surging passenger flow, so that those who couldn't buy them in the back were disappointed and complained, and asked him why he didn't prepare more.

"Big brother and sister, sister-in-law, I'm really sorry, today's sale has been sold out. I'll prepare more tomorrow. Tomorrow is still this time, see you then!" Wang Jian, who was wearing a mask, shouted in his indistinct voice to the disappointed faces around him, pushed up two small carts that had become empty, and walked towards the door of the community where his home was located.

At this time, he was full of spirit and confidence, and he was full of confidence in the future of "Jianjian Bun Shop".

At this time, he was a little worried about his mother's business.

Before he could fully approach the cart, he saw her mother waving to him anxiously.

Wang Jian thought that something was wrong with his mother's side, so he was startled and hurried over in five steps and three steps.

"Jianjian, you hurry home and cook a big bucket of porridge. If you still have time, you can steam some steamed buns and steamed buns, the expensive kind. When his mother Zeng Yu saw him, she pulled him aside and said happily.

"Mom, our new products are ...... It's all sold out?" asked Wang Jian in a trembling voice. Because her mother is placed at the entrance of the community, the location at the entrance of the community is not appropriate, and it is supported by some old customers in some communities, so Wang Jian feels that the business of new products can be opened, and I am afraid it will be relatively slow, and it will not be sold as quickly as he does at the bus station where people come and go.

"It's over, it's over! It was sold out half an hour ago! They all said it was delicious! You see, no one bought those cheap steamed buns!" Zeng Yu looked overjoyed.

"I see that these old men and women in the community are more frugal, don't they think our new products are more expensive?" Wang Jian was also happy when he heard that his mother was selling faster than himself, and then he was a little puzzled.

"Of course I think it's expensive! But there's no way, their grandchildren are clamoring to eat, what can they do when they are grandparents? Don't talk about it, Jianjian, you better go home and cook some porridge and steam some steamed buns. I'm here to watch. Zeng Yu began to urge his son.

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In the morning, at noon, and throughout the afternoon, Wang Jian went back and forth to the kitchen of her home and the bunk at the entrance of the community, sending buckets and buckets of porridge, bowls and bowls of pickles, and baskets of steamed buns and porridge to her mother, and she hardly had ever rested.

Of course, all the porridge pickles and steamed buns are high-priced products that have been transformed with the Douyin APP. In the past, the kind of cheap products that didn't make much money and had no "added value" and "technical content" were not ready to be sold anymore from now on.

In the evening, the two mothers began to take stock and count the total income of the day.

Wang Jian is simple here, because it only sells for less than an hour, he sells a total of 60 ordinary steamed bun rolls, a total of 70 pieces, and 50 new steamed bun rolls, a total of 80 pieces, both sides combined, the total income is 150, the cost of about 40 yuan, and the net profit is 110!

And his mother's side, because of the long business hours and the porridge sold, at the end of the day, a total of more than 500 steamed buns and steamed buns were sold, and the porridge was about 100 people, with a total income of 1,300 yuan, and the cost of about 300 yuan was removed, and the net profit was 1,000!

"Jianjian, so let's say that our two mothers have earned a total of 1,100 today?" Looking at the numbers that his son crackled on the calculator, Zeng Yu was completely stunned, almost unable to believe his eyes.

"Yes, Mom! I made 1,100 today! And that's because we sold a lot of bargains. Tomorrow, if we don't sell bargains, if we sell all new products, maybe this number will rise!" It's not that I don't know, I'm scared, after he calculated, he and Jian Ma's mobile phone WeChat Alipay added the number and some change, and finally jumped out of the four digits made him feel a little incredible.

"Strong, this ...... Doesn't that mean that if you can earn so much every day, then ...... Then don't we have to earn three ...... a month Thirty or forty thousand?" Zeng Yu asked Wang Jian in a trembling voice.

"It's just the beginning, and with the word of mouth of 'Jianjian Bun Shop' in the future, business will definitely get better and better!" Wang Jian nodded vigorously and said to his mother with an excited face.

After listening to his son's words and looking at the balance on his mobile Alipay and WeChat accounts, Zeng Yu finally believed that this was true, not a pipe dream!

She thought about the difficulty of pulling the doll alone for so many years after the death of her "dead ghost man", thinking about the loan from her mother's family, which she had repaid for five or six years, and she still hadn't paid it off, and she didn't know when it would be repaid, but now, but the debt that could be paid off in only two months at most, Zeng Yu finally couldn't help but shed tears, tears of joy.

Zeng Yu looked at his son and cried with joy and said:

"God has finally opened his eyes! Your 'dead ghost father' has finally come true, and it is not in vain that I have offered him fruit and pig's head meat for so many years, and burned so much paper money for him!

As long as you continue to bless my family with a strong family, so that my two mothers are not sick or painful, and my life is getting better and better, my mother will be indispensable for your fruit offerings and pig's head meat!"

The joyful and weeping mother cried while clasping her hands together, "Nan no Amitabha" to pray to the gods in the dark.

When Wang Jian saw it, his heart was both funny and sour, and once again he realized the difficulties and hardships of his mother over the years, and only felt a boundless maternal love, which wrapped him in groups, warm and comfortable.

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In the next few days, both Wang Jian and Jian's mother were in an extreme, unprecedented excitement and happiness, because the income of the two mothers was like riding a rocket, and the sesame seeds were blooming day by day.

The next day, the two mothers sold a total of 1,600 yuan of steamed buns, steamed buns, flower rolls and porridge pickles, with a net profit of 1,200!

On the third day, the two mothers sold a total of 1,800 yuan of steamed buns, flower rolls and porridge pickles, with a net profit of 1,360!

On the fourth day, the two mothers sold a total of 2,100 yuan of steamed buns, steamed buns, flower rolls and porridge pickles, with a net profit of 1,600!

On the fifth day, the two mothers sold a total of 2,100 yuan of steamed buns, steamed buns, flower rolls and porridge pickles, with a net profit of 1,600!

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Since the fifth day, the sales of the two mothers have been stable at about 2,100 yuan, and the net profit is also 1,600 yuan.

It's not that they can't continue to grow, but even if Wang Jian and his mother don't sleep endlessly, the two of them can only wrap so many buns a day, supplying about 2,000 yuan of goods.

Now, whether it is Wang Jian or Jianma, the steamed buns and steamed buns that are launched every day, whether they are 200 or 500, are almost all snatched up by customers in long queues, and how many are sold.

Yes, from the third day, to buy the steamed buns of the "Jianjian Bun Shop", you need to queue up, and this queue is getting longer and longer every day with a length that can be seen by the naked eye, so that Wang Jian and his mother have to issue a happy and helpless rule:

No one can only buy no more than five steamed buns and flower rolls at a time, and if there are too many, they will not sell them, in case some people buy a dozen or twenty in one go and make the customers who are in a long queue behind them feel resentful that they can't buy the goods!

And the hunger marketing engaged in by the two mothers not only did not ruin their reputation, but because of this gimmick, the steamed buns of "Jianjian Bun Shop" became famous and became more and more popular.

Because, many people have eaten steamed buns for decades, and for the first time they have heard that buying steamed buns is also "limited".

I don't know if others can become immortals after eating, after nearly a week of high-intensity fighting, Wang Jian's side is going to become an immortal first--he is an immortal board, how can the business of this dog day be so hot?

"No, you can't do it like this anymore! If you continue to do it at such a high intensity, Lao Tzu and Jian Ma will have to die of exhaustion!

"Please!

"You have to hire someone to help!"

That night, Wang Jian, who was so tired that he collapsed on the bed like a dead dog, made up his mind to invite someone after wrapping hundreds of buns with Jian's mother.

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PS: Ask for tickets, ask for tickets, and rob all tickets!

Let's make the ticket like a pig's foot bun and get on fire......