At about 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Feng rode his bicycle out of the kebab shop without a sound against the most poisonous day at noon.

Half an hour later, when he came back from outside with his shirt soaking wet, he had a large cake box in his hand.

When Wang Yanmei saw the cake, her eyes suddenly became a little soft.

She, her own mother, naturally won't forget what day it is, but Qin Feng has been so busy these days that she is about to fly, and she can still remember Su Tang's birthday, I have to say, she is really moved.

"It's so sunny outside, it's okay to go out and buy it later. Wang Yanmei took the cake, turned around and put it in the refrigerator.

Qin Feng said with a smile: "I'm afraid it's too late to sell out, the cakes in that store are very popular." ”

A few guys listened curiously, and they gossiped about who was going to live, Wang Yanmei smiled and said that it was Su Tang, everyone sighed, and there was nothing to say. There's no way, Su Tang, this girl, usually always holds a shelf in the store, completely princess-like, and can't talk to this group of guys.

Qin Feng returned to the second floor, took a shower first, and then wore a freshly washed wet ** very strongly, standing in front of the computer desk to write papers, and relying on electric fans to solve the contradictions between people and **.

Probably came back from a lap of exercise, the qi and blood were smooth, Qin Feng used a half-squatting and half-standing posture, and the learning effect was ridiculously good.

More than an hour later, after Qin Feng had concentrated on completing today's scheduled plan, he remembered that he had forgotten to sit down, but the strange thing was that his legs did not feel difficult at all, and as for the underwear, it was naturally dry earlier.

After doing a few kicking movements, he didn't feel any discomfort in his muscles, and Qin Feng put away the rolls. Went downstairs and took a look.

In the kitchen, it's time to quietly say the final word in the afternoon. Qin Feng gave her the position of "foreman", and her basic salary was 200 yuan more per month. Quietly in the handling of interpersonal relationships. With a natural comprehension, with her in the kitchen, almost no one is lazy in the afternoon. This is more reliable than Wang An. So although Wang Hao and Huiqin were red-eyed, they did not protest.

Seeing that everything was OK, Qin Feng nodded with satisfaction and turned back to the front desk.

There is only one door open at the front desk, which is the bar where cold drinks are served. After more than ten days of operation, the cold drink business in the afternoon has gradually approached Qin Feng's psychological expectations. From about 2:30 p.m. to 4:30 p.m. for two hours. Sixty or seventy drinks are sold a day, and with the increasingly popular small cups of ice cream, the number is close to 100.

According to the violence of the average gross profit of 2 yuan 5 per drink, the window of the front desk alone can bring Qin Feng a turnover of about 7,500 yuan a month, which can almost be regarded as the monthly salary of 3 employees.

"Boss, let's have a cup of almond curd!" As soon as Qin Feng arrived at the front desk, there were two young guests at the counter.

It was close to 4 p.m. and the sun was setting. The temperature is not so high, and eating a small snack before dinner is a habit for some people.

Qin Jianguo skillfully beat the drink, and Wang Yanmei collected the money. The two young men took their cups and turned to the seats on the rooftop—the seats on the rooftop could play a role in this time in the afternoon, but Qin Feng didn't expect it at all.

Qin Feng stood and watched for a long time. I was about to go to Wang An to talk about the suggestion that Xiao Zhao made yesterday, when I suddenly heard a guest ask, "Boss." Why don't you sell skewers in the afternoon? When you used to set up stalls, didn't you sell them?"

Qin Jianguo was stunned when he heard this. Turned his head to look at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng himself was confused - yes, why didn't he sell it in the afternoon?

It seems that at first, I felt that there were too few people who bought kebabs in the afternoon, and the investment was not proportional to the income, and I felt that selling skewers was a waste of labor and time. But now that there are so many people in the store, Wang An is so idle that his eggs are broken in the afternoon, so what's the waste of time? Not selling skewers is a waste of business opportunities, right?

"Sell, of course!" Qin Feng didn't say a word, took a menu from the lattice on the back wall, and put it on the bar, "Look at it, you can order whatever you want, make it to order!"

The guest was taken aback by Qin Feng's enthusiasm, he took a look at the menu, although he felt that the price was much more expensive than before, he was embarrassed to say no. I could only bite the bullet and order more than a dozen skewers. This small snack, plus cold drinks, cost him more than ten yuan. And the few guests who followed behind, when they saw that Qin Feng's afternoon snack here had actually come back to life, they all shouted for skewers regardless of whether the things were expensive or not.

As soon as Qin Feng saw that the guests had a follow-up mentality, he immediately asked Wang Yanmei to enter a state of preparation, and then handed the order to the guests and asked them to check it themselves, while he hurriedly ran to the back kitchen and told Wang Hao to hurry up and hurry up.

Wang Hao looked at the blue sky and white sun outside the house, and said confusedly: "Someone came to dinner so early today?"

"Afternoon snack time. Qin Feng explained endlessly, then took out a bucket of unopened oil, poured it all into the pot without blinking, and then put the order list on the stove, and instructed Wang Hao, "Look at it, don't put every thing wrong." ”

Wang Hao sighed, and stood in front of the stove with a reluctant face.

The originally leisurely afternoon suddenly became busy, and even Wang An, who was watching the Olympic Games, was pulled out by Qin Feng to be a temporary waiter, and had to go upstairs to clean up the tables for the guests.

The business of dim sum in the afternoon lasted until after half past four in the afternoon, and only slowly stopped when Su Tang came back. Taking advantage of a gap when there were no guests to buy drinks, Qin Feng seized the opportunity and pulled down the rolling shutter door at the front desk.

After this busy life, the rhythm of the store was almost completely disrupted.

Huiqin, who was supposed to be wearing strings, had to wash the dishes at this time; Wang Hao was sitting panting, looking like she was about to be tired and paralyzed; Wang Yanmei was too busy to cook, and after closing the door of the shop, she was anxious to calculate the accounts for the two hours -- all of them were small orders, each of which did not exceed 20 yuan at most, but the number was as many as thirty or forty; as for Wang An, he went upstairs to take a bath......

"How many skewers did you take out just now?" Qin Feng was worried that there would not be enough ingredients at night, so he asked quietly.

Jing Jing gave a number that was not specific but valid enough: "About 300 strings." ”

Qin Feng nodded, this amount is acceptable, if there are not enough things to sell at night, you can make a little more temporary, anyway, if you are a vegetarian dish, you can wash it and take a string of bamboo skewers.

After asking about the supply, Qin Feng turned back and asked Wang Yanmei, "Mom, how much is the turnover in the afternoon?"

"A lot?" Wang Yanmei quickly pressed the calculator and said with a serious face, "51 drinks alone, 16 ice creams, counting the list for the next hour...... Calculated out, 1068 yuan. (To be continued......)

PS: I'm in a very bad state today, my brain is a little short-circuited, and I guess I was stunned by yesterday's tip...... I'm trying to write another chapter before 12 o'clock, but if it's not uploaded after 12 o'clock, everyone can wash up and sleep