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Cao Ming's intentions are also sinister, seeing that his pompous performance has the first loyal audience, he struck while the iron was hot, hurriedly beckoned people to sit down and taste it, and vigorously declared: If it's not delicious, you don't need money. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
Cut, that's what I said.
If it's really catchy, who is really embarrassed not to give money? Coveting this little cheapness?.
Cao Ming picked out those soft-hearted women and children, and after a while, he coaxed and screamed, and the small tables he brought were full.
Cao Ming is now full of firepower, and the white cakes are baked as if they are processed on the assembly line, without stopping for a moment, Rao is like this, which can meet consumer demand.
A wave of unevenness has risen again and again.
"Boss, check out!"
Cao Ming lacks skills, how can there be time to pass? Besides, I'm starting to make cakes, so I just went over to receive money, and I can't say anything about hygiene.
At this time, the previous sanitation uncle stepped forward: "You are busy with you, if you can trust the old man, I will collect money for you." β
Cao Ming couldn't ask for it, and splashed over the words of "thanks, tiredγγγ".
The old man reported the consumption of the guest just now:
"Three white cakes, a bowl of soup."
Cao Ming replied loudly, transparent and fair: "Three pieces of white cakes, two pieces of soup, three yuan." β
Hearing this offer, those who did not eat were stunned, and the old man also looked at Cao Ming suspiciously, as if to further confirm.
Cao Ming understood their reaction and said with a smile:
"Let's have a conscience stall, I'll make some hard-earned money, besides, everyone eats well, thinks it's affordable, next time we patronize, let's not go to the price, go to the volume!"
The people who heard it applauded, not to mention that his method is not suitable for business, but it is definitely very popular with people who eat.
In order to cheer, the person who checked out just now added: "You little baby is real, you must be cheering." So wrap me ten more loaves and I'll take them home and eat them at noon. β
Cao Ming was nervous:
"Come on, don't be so wronged for the sake of cheering, this cake won't be told to you, that is, it tastes good when it just comes out of the pot. If you leave the pot, there will be no chewing, you still don't want to bring the cake, if you really like this bite, come and eat this fresh tomorrow morning. β
It's weird, there are people who do this kind of business, people want to buy it, but you strongly persuade people not to buy it.
Everyone on the side wants to laugh, strange! I also feel that this kid is too sincere and not suitable for business.
But then again, isn't the honest businessman exactly what they like, and invisibly, everyone's impression of this small boss is a little better.
The old sanitation man who collected the money squinted his eyes and looked at Cao Ming, who was pushing his business out with a smile, and his heart was like a mirror.
"You little baby is interesting, okay, just listen to you, come over tomorrow to eat fresh, but Uncle will give you a reminder, set up a few more tables tomorrow."
With that, the guest paid three yuan and left satisfied.
Cao Ming thought that he was talking about the scene, and he didn't pay much attention to it, so he left it behind with a smile and continued to work hard to make cakes.
Because Cao Ming announced the price loudly just now, the people who eat have the bottom in their hearts, and the amount they want has obviously gone up, and they are all relieved, no matter how much they eat, they will eat five yuan if they die.
"Boss, three more white cakes."
"I'll have two more."
"Boss, I want it too, two."
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Cao Ming was like a spinning top, and the guest's request was like a sweet whip, which made him painful and happy.
In the winter, Cao Ming was so tired and sweating profusely that he took off his coat and wore a sweater and hummed there.
It's really hard money.
The people passing by smelled the freshly made cakes, the sour and spicy soup, and then looked at the state of the red tide of the people who were eating, they were all itching, and those who had not eaten hesitated to sit down and taste it, and looked at the soup that looked good, and they were still a little vigilant in their hearts, and whispered to the comrades who were eating on the side:
"What's the price here?"
The person who was asked was all very arrogant and proud: "Two pieces of soup, three pieces of cake, can be made!" β
Now he was completely relieved, and raised his hand to greet the boss: "Come to a bowl of soup, three cakes!" β
The little boss is not empty, and his head will not answer: "The cake is ready immediately, the soup is served by itself, and the bowl is on the edge of the pot." β
Some people are also interesting: "Aren't you afraid that I will finish the dry food in your soup?" β
The little boss was atmospheric and spoke funny: "Count your ability after fishing!" β
The guest haha, took the big horse spoon and went. I was really stunned when I was sheng, no wonder people spoke so confidently, it turned out that there were really a lot of goods in this soup.
Depression effect.
Cao Ming's small stall created a miracle that was not big or small, and there were waves of breakfast, and there were once people waiting for others to finish eating and then take over the seat, so that it didn't light up until about eight o'clock.
At about half past eight, the last customer checked out.
Cao Ming could finally catch his breath, and when he rested, he realized that his two arms were in hot pain, and the muscle tissue inside seemed to be swollen and struck because of the overwork just now.
Looking back, there was a mess all over the place, disposable chopsticks and aspect bags everywhere, of course, this also showed that Cao Ming did sell a lot of things just now.
There was not much left of the large ball of noodles on the tricycle, and there were no ingredients left, because there were two more pots of soup boiled in the middle, and some side dishes were even missing.
Cao Ming sat down on the stool, satisfied and tired, and at this time he found that the uncle was still busy working, so he hurriedly got up and greeted: "Uncle, I really worked hard for you just now, this is for you, don't be too little." β
Cao Ming took out fifty sheets from his wallet.
The uncle politely accepted it for a while, after all, he was tired enough to choke just now, and he didn't take this money unjustly.
Of course, fifty in the morning is not a lot, he sweeps the streets, three hundred a month, and it is only ten yuan a day.
"Baby, will the uncle give you a hand tomorrow?"
It's really good to have this job, uncle.
Cao Ming hurriedly explained: "Someone from the family will come tomorrow, so I won't trouble you." β
Cao Ming is kind-hearted and exquisite, but he is not stupid, this fifty is actually twenty, and the remaining thirty is the love of the uncle's help, and he is about to let the uncle come over to help every day, but this account can't go.
Sending the uncle away, Cao Ming himself cleaned up the sanitation there, which is an obligation and a responsibility.
When she was cleaning up the mess, Shang Xuemei somehow found it, wearing a new and bright woolen coat, which made her particularly dazzling in the sun.
However, the face of the person was a little unhappy: "You came out to sell breakfast?" Why don't you tell me? β
Cao Ming thought of this stubble at this time, and admitted his mistake with a sincere attitude: "Look at my pig brain, I forgot it when I got busy." β
After finishing speaking, he didn't forget to say Huahua: "Besides, I'm not afraid that you will come with me." It's a cold day, and I'm reluctant. β
The girl is small, easy to coax, and thinks that Cao Ming's second sentence is the real reason, after listening to it, the complaint in my heart is gone, my face can't hold back, I smile sweetly, I pinched my boyfriend, and I want to come over to help.
Cao Ming was indeed reluctant: "It's all oil, sit next to you, I'll clean it up soon." β
Shang Xuemei pouted and was not happy.
Cao Ming had an idea: "You go and count the turnover, the money is in the iron box." β
This is a good job, Shang Xuemei went quite expectantly.
After Cao Ming finished cleaning the table, the table and stove were moved three times, and he found that Shang Xuemei was still busy there.
When I got closer, I found that this girl was sorting the money according to the face value.
"Haven't finished ordering yet?"
Shang Xuemei was counting a handful of coins in her hand, when she was interrupted by Cao Ming, her expression was stunned, and her face was reproachful: "It's all your fault, I forgot how many counts." β
Cao Ming looked at his girlfriend's expression so cute that he kissed him.
Shang Xuemei was bent on money, but she didn't resist much.
Cao Ming joined in and entered the city much faster, and when the two of them each reported the amount they had ordered, Shang Xuemei couldn't believe it, and hesitated:
"Five hundred and seventy-two?"
In her opinion, incredible.
Cao Ming had already expected this number, and in more than two hours this morning, there were almost 150 people picking up customers, and the money was right.
Besides, these more than 500 sounds like a lot, if you remove the cost of materials of two or three hundred, your own labor costs, carbon fire, chopsticks, spices, and other tools, the loss of about 150, the net profit will be less than 200, or that sentence, it is hard money.
Shang Xuemei didn't think about it so much, and carefully helped Cao Ming collect the money, with a proud and proud expression, as if her boyfriend had earned five million.