The aroma of the snail noodle soup base at the god of food level immediately emanated in the kitchen. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fragrant, very fragrant, the smell is very sour!

"Gollum~" Wu Fan just smelled it, he couldn't help it a little, it was so fragrant, this taste was N times more fragrant than the authentic snail noodle soup base, there was a feeling that you wanted to eat it as soon as you smelled it. The authentic snail noodle soup base is made with snails and various toppings, and all of them are made with real ingredients. The snail noodle soup base that I usually eat outside is like a hot pot soup base, which is fake. But now after refining the system, it is several times better than the authentic one!

"It's worthy of being produced by the system, it's really amazing, when the time comes, as soon as I put it out, I don't need to shout to attract diners from all around, no, give me a bowl for myself!" Wu Fan couldn't help it in the end, and ordered himself a bowl of noodles to eat.

Soak the snail flour in boiling water, salvage it and put it in a bowl. Then add chopped green onions, garlic, chili peppers, sour bamboo shoots, special meat, coriander, and fried peanuts. Finally, put this soup base in a bowl. Just like that, a bowl of snail noodles can be eaten.

Suck and suck~ Wu Fan finished this bowl of snail noodles in a few minutes, "Wow, it's so delicious, it's so sour, I really want to have another bowl!" ”

"It's going to be developed, eight dollars for a bowl! See how many bowls you can sell out tonight. ”

When everything was ready, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Wu Fan planned to open at ten o'clock, and he had chosen the location, just on Qixing Street, not far from his house, he knew that there was no charge for setting up stalls at night, and there were seven or eight night snack stalls there on weekdays.

But before that, he had to move these things over, Wu Fan definitely couldn't do it alone, and he also had someone to help him guard these things, so he picked up the phone and called his two friends: "Hey, Yang Jianzhuang?" What are you doing, hurry up and come to my house, I have something to ask you for. ”

"What are you doing at your house, I'm playing a game!" Yang Jianzhuang's reluctant voice came from the phone, and at a glance, he knew that he was scoring points.

"Take you to make money, take you fly, come quickly."

Then Wu Fan called Wu Junhua again.

Brother called, definitely come.

It didn't take long for the two animals to arrive at Wu Fan's house, and after hearing that Wu Fan was going to set up a supper stall, Yang Jianzhuang stepped forward and touched Wu Fan's forehead: "Afan, your brain is not burned, is it?" Also sells snail noodles! Will you do it? ”

"Yes, but I support you very much for your entrepreneurial spirit." Wu Junhua said with a smile.

"Get out of the way, come, brother will make two bowls for you to eat, and see how it goes." Wu Fan rolled his eyes at the two.

Ten minutes later, both of them had almost swallowed their tongues.

"Afan, yes, you have this ancestral secret recipe?"

"Go aside, hurry up, help me move things!" Wu Fan didn't explain anything.

"Okay, good, move things, move things."

The three of them worked together, and at about ten o'clock, they set up the stall, and the flow of people on Qixing Street was average, saying that it was not too much, and it was not too much to say less. When Wu Fan came here, he saw that there were seven or eight roadside stalls already there. There are those who sell spicy tang, those who sell stinky tofu, those who sell some snacks, and those who have barbecue. These stalls are estimated to earn two or three hundred yuan a night.

Most of these stall owners are forty or fifty-year-old aunts or uncles, and when they saw Wu Fan and the three young people coming to set up stalls, they all held cold eyes, after all, more than one family would also grab customers.

"Hehe, a young boy also came to set up a stall, you think it's easy to do this business, it's not delicious, no one eats it, and you won't be able to do it yourself in a few days."

"We've been doing it for seven or eight years, and it's only now stable!"

"They also sell snail noodles, ordinary snail noodles, who would want to come here to eat, in such a hot weather, there is no air conditioning, people eat sweating, I think they have to pack up and go home tonight."

Several stall owners saw Wu Fan and the three of them selling snail noodles, and they all discussed with a disoptimistic attitude.

"Selling snail noodles doesn't cost money if it's not delicious! It's not delicious, don't pay for it! After everything was ready, Wu Fan began to shout at passers-by.

At the same time, the base of the pot of soup was uncovered by Wu Fan, and when the evening breeze blew gently, it immediately overflowed with fragrance. Attracted people passing by.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

"Isn't it true, it's not delicious and doesn't cost money?" A young man in his twenties walked over and asked Wu Fan.

"Yes, it opened on the first day today, it's not delicious, and it doesn't cost money!" Wu Fan said with a smile.

"Okay, bring me a bowl, it's going to be perverted and spicy!" The young man said. To eat snail noodles, you have to be sour and hot to be delicious.

"Okay, perverted and spicy, wait." Wu Fan began to move, I have to say, this soup base is really powerful, it attracted the first customer at once, and the system is really good.

The young man ate quickly, and although it was a hot day and he was sweating profusely, he couldn't stop eating the first bite.

In less than two minutes, I finished this bowl of noodles by sucking and sucking, and even drank the soup!

"It's delicious, it's so delicious, I've eaten snail noodles for so many years, and it's the first time I've encountered such delicious snail noodles! It's so sour, brother, how much! The young man took the initiative to ask Wu Fan.

"Eight dollars a bowl."

"This snail noodles are really delicious, it's money." The young man took out eight yuan and gave it to Wu Fan.

And just like that, the first business was made.

Then came the second, the third, and the fourth.

The success is because of the fragrant soup base, at this time, most of the Qixing Street is wafting with the aroma of Wu Fan's snail noodle soup base, and those who pass by are deeply attracted.

"Wow, it's so fragrant, hey, it's snail noodles! I want to eat, I want to eat. A couple walked down the street, and the girl said to her boyfriend after smelling such a fragrant snail noodle smell.

"But it's too hot here." The man was a little reluctant.

"I don't, anyway, I'll take a shower when I go back later, this snail noodles look delicious, go taste it!" Under the attack of the girls, the men also agreed.

"Boss, bring us two bowls of snail noodles, add meat, medium spicy!"

"Okay, please wait."

At this moment, most of the seats in Wu Fan's stall were full. It's only eleven o'clock now, and more than 50 bowls of snail noodles have already been sold.

"Afan, we are going to develop, look at it, there was such a hot business on the first day, and it will be like this every day after that, it is not a dream to earn more than 10,000 a month!" Yang Jianzhuang had just finished washing the dishes and wiped his sweat.

"What monthly income of more than 10,000, monthly income of more than 30,000 is not a dream!" Wu Junhua said with a yearning face.

Now it has only been selling for more than an hour, and more than 50 bowls have been sold, with an average of eight yuan per bowl, and some even ten yuan or eleven or twelve yuan with vegetables and meat. Just eight yuan for a bowl, more than 50 bowls is more than 400 yuan, and the cost of the ingredients sold at this time is less than 100 yuan, and the net profit is more than 300 yuan. Of course, the initial investment cost is not included.

According to this, Wu Fan felt that he would become bigger and bigger.