Chapter 22: Selling Buns

The next day, most of the schools in the university town officially opened, and Bai Feng made another surprising move.

At half past seven in the morning, Huang Li came to work wrapped in a down jacket, originally thought it was early again, who knew that he saw a low fat man standing at the door of the hotel from afar, and ...... Seems to be busy with something in a chef's outfit.

This figure is too familiar to her, who else can this be if this is not the boss?

Hurry up and trot over, and look, it's really.

"The owner...... I'm sorry...... I ......"

"It's okay, I also made a temporary decision today, hurry up and go in, I've got all the buns!"

"Buns?"

Huang Li was stunned, the boss's breakfast has never changed, it has always been white porridge, but today he actually made steamed buns.

As a result, as soon as she entered, she knew that she had misunderstood.

A drawer of steamed buns in the kitchen was steaming, Huang Li looked at so many steamed buns and didn't know what the boss meant, Bai Feng pointed to the steamed buns, and then pointed to the menu on the wall.

"See, I made it this morning, pork and green onion filling, one dollar each, a total of thirty-two, and it is 32 yuan when it is sold out. You're a college student, now can you give me a rough estimate of how much money I'll make when these are sold?"

Huang Li was stunned for a moment, and was about to ask Bai Feng how much pork and green onions cost, but Bai Feng continued.

"Now I'm telling you, the cost of making these things is 12 yuan, and you tell me now, how much can I earn?"

Huang Li was stunned again after hearing this, and said in her heart What kind of mind is the boss playing?32 minus 12 Do you have to calculate it yourself? But seeing the boss's serious face, she still answered very seriously.

"Boss, 32-12 = 20 yuan, but if you spread the labor, water and electricity, rent, etc., it shouldn't make much money, right......?"

Bai Feng nodded, and then took off his apron.

"Okay, since you know that you can't make more money, I won't work in vain, you are responsible for selling these buns. After the sale, the money is yours. ”

"Huh?"

Huang Li was completely confused this time, but Bai Feng didn't explain, after taking off the apron, he went upstairs, walked to the corner of the stairs, and turned his head again.

"By the way, I'll turn off the fire, and no one will buy this bun when it's cold, so you'd better sell it quickly. ”

This time Bai Feng really went upstairs, Huang Li looked at a drawer of buns in a daze, not knowing what to do, for three minutes, then she remembered to call Qian Chuanzi, but unfortunately, Qian Chuanzi's mobile phone was not turned on.

Helpless, she could only come to the door again, looking at the classmates who occasionally came to buy breakfast in some shops next door in a daze, she wanted to shout that there are also buns here, and they should be very delicious, but the words came to her mouth and she swallowed them back.

She is introverted, lacks communication, has never sold anything since she was a child, let alone stood on the street to pull business, and at this moment, her eyes are full of tears.

Suddenly, she seemed to understand something that the boss meant, which was what the boss wanted her to know that making money was not as simple as she thought.

And the boss was able to earn tens of thousands of dollars a month before, and it was not God's blessing, or other unrealistic things, all of this was paid by the boss silently behind the scenes!

This is what she got and what she deserves, just like now, the ownership of these 32 buns is already her own, and if she wants to get the 32 yuan, she must sell these 32 buns.

Compared with the boss, this is already very easy, after all, you don't have to do it yourself, you just need to sell it.

Could it be that you can't do this by yourself? Can you only be a little transparent person who can't communicate with others normally in the future?

At this moment, the occasional passing students had noticed her, and they didn't know why the girl standing at the door of the world's first kitchen suddenly cried by herself early in the morning.

"Steamed buns, steamed buns! Freshly baked pork and green onion stuffed meat buns, one dollar a piece, the world's first chef's buns!"

Finally, Huang Li shouted the first time with a crying voice, and in an instant, she felt that the whole person was relaxed.

Bai Feng, who was standing on the second floor and secretly paying attention to the movements downstairs, sighed slightly.

"I hope you can understand my good intentions, if you don't change you, sooner or later you will have to follow the old path of Fan Shengmei, she has a happy ending, but what about you, you don't have ......"

Huang Li shouted, and the students who came to buy breakfast were all attracted, they all knew the taste of the world's first chef, and they had to queue up at noon, and sometimes they might not be able to buy it in line.

Unexpectedly, they also sell breakfast?

"Hey, hey, the world's first chef sells steamed buns, let's go, hurry up, don't sell out in a while!"

"Go and see, the first chef sells steamed buns!"

"Boss, we don't want soy milk fritters!"

"Boss, we don't want ours either!"

……

In an instant, more than a dozen students who heard Huang Li's shout rushed over in one breath, after all, the word of mouth is here, and it is not okay to be unconvinced!

"I'll come first, line up, boss, get me a bun!"

"I want five!"

"Get me three!"

……

32 buns, seriously, not enough to sell at all! Huang Li thought it would be sold for a day, but it turned out to be dramatic and only sold for 5 minutes.

It's more fulfilling than getting a month's salary!

This first step made her feel that life suddenly seemed to open a window, a different window, and at the same time, she finally realized that if she relied on herself, it was really not easy to make money, and now she can get nearly 3,000 yuan a month, but she Huang Li has a good life and met a good boss with a kind heart, that's all!

"All sold?"

"Oh, boss, sell it, it's money, 32 in total!"

"I said, it's yours to sell it all, so you can take it. ”

"Thank you...... Thank you, boss, will we also sell breakfast in the future? I think if there are buns and nutritious porridge, breakfast will definitely sell very hot!"

"Hehe, that has to be agreed by others, isn't it, Boss Tong?"

Huang Li was stunned for a moment, turned around and saw that a man in his forties had just broken in at the door, this person Huang Li knew, it was Boss Tong who was selling breakfast next to him.

Boss Tong waved his hand awkwardly, then arched his hand again, and said with a dry smile.

"Boss Bai, you can scare me to death, I used to sell stir-fried vegetables, but since you came, in just one month, almost 90% of the guests in my hotel have been lost, seeing that you don't sell breakfast, I changed to a monopoly on breakfast, this morning I saw you on the bun again, to tell you the truth, I almost had a heart attack." ”

Boss Tong speaks with a northern accent, and always likes to gesture when he speaks, which provoked Huang Li to laugh, Bai Feng asked Huang Li to pour a glass of water for Boss Tong, and said with a smile.

"Don't be afraid, Boss Tong, I don't sell breakfast. ”

"Not for sale?

"Oh, I'll play casually, exercise my buddy, besides, you don't have to worry, I'm alone in the store, and I can't make breakfast, I'm busy from morning to night, I can't stand it!"

"Haha, it's best if you can't stand it...... Belch...... I mean, you, business is so good, there's no need to bring breakfast, it's hard, not only do you have to get up early, but you can't make any money......"