The more I thought about the idea of chicken rolls, the more reliable it became, and Song Qingzhi seemed to see the money falling from the sky and crackling and smashing on her.

She excitedly discussed with Chen and Ritsu Zichuan, and Chen said worriedly, "Isn't it okay? That kind of burrito has to be baked one by one, which doesn't feel as convenient as baking bread. ”

"Do less! Even if you do less, you can sell a few hundred more a day! ”

Ritsuko Chuan shook his head while adding rice to the green beans and said, "I don't think it's appropriate, there is too much work to be added, but the money is only a few hundred more a day." ”

Song Qingzhi: Xiaolu, the second generation of the declining rich can't look down on hundreds of texts!

She is a boss who pays attention to team harmony, so she personally asked kindly, "Do you want to watch business get worse and worse?!" If we don't innovate, we will soon be eliminated! ”

Ritsu Zichuan smiled lazily at her: "That's okay, you can do other business then." ”

Song Qingzhi smiled awkwardly: Oh, I forgot, the law is always in Lishan Town and other news from the Tibetan country to work and experience life, and the law is not bad for money.

Rich people really have a good mentality, hehe.

"Other businesses are not so easy to find, since we have already made sandwich cars, we naturally have to do a good job of becoming stronger and bigger!"

Become a tyrant in the street food industry in Lishan Town!

Ritsukogawa laughed, looking very unruly.

Song Qingzhi suddenly felt a little cowardly, it was the kind of cowardice that the small boss who came from out of town to set up a stall found that his local employees had 20 suites at home and worked just to mix up time.

Forget it! The helper Xiaolu is young, has a bad work attitude, and is unwilling to work overtime, so I did it myself overnight! How can you be a boss without being wronged?

Aoeda resumed eating with self-abandonment and stopped talking.

Ritsu Zichuan suddenly said softly, "Do you know how to make that burrito?" We'll do it at night, and we'll try it tomorrow. ”

Qingzhi raised his head and met his smiling, warm eyes: Well, I confirmed the eyes, we are all socialist overtimemen.

Qingzhi became enthusiastic again: "Okay! Do it at night! I think it's a big sell! When the time comes, you will be given a salary increase! ”

Since the Chen family came over from Ritsu Zichuan, he only occasionally went to the dining car to see, and most of the time he cleaned and sewed at home.

In the evening, Chen took Qingzhi to sleep first, Qingzhi and Ritsu Zichuan began to make burritos, although the oven was big, they couldn't bake a few sheets at a time, Ritsu Zichuan saw that Qingzhi's eyes were gradually turning blue, and repeatedly persuaded her to go to sleep, and finally only baked about 20 sheets.

The next day, someone came to buy it, and Song Qingzhi was very pleased.

She is still self-aware, although the Zhou Kingdom is not a certain dynasty that she can identify, but the food here is similar to the Celestial Dynasty before she crossed over, in a word: an absolute food power.

Even in a small place like Lishan Town, there are countless varieties of xiaolongbao, osmanthus cake, fried radish cake, fried rice balls, small wontons, bean paste balls, rice cakes, pies, and countless other varieties sold on the street all year round, which are about the same price as sandwiches!

Qingzhi didn't like to eat Western food very much before he crossed over, and now he doesn't have enough confidence to make it himself, after all, if you can eat snacks in the Celestial Empire, who wants to eat sandwiches? Before Qingzhi crossed over, the whole family traveled to the rotten country, didn't they still eat Chinese food?

So the previous mustard chicken sandwiches and egg sandwiches were sold for a while and no one bought them, so Qingzhi was not surprised at all.

It's just that the product is always short-lived, and it's not a way to go on like this, so she has been working hard to create different fresh products to attract customers, and has been secretly hoping to find a signature and long-lasting product as soon as possible.

Right now, the chicken rolls look like they're going to be able to resist for a while.

Song Qingzhi finished collecting the money for the last chicken roll, and was about to make ten more tomorrow, when he turned his head and found that Ritsu Zichuan was also very busy: he was busy chatting with two or three aunts.

It is said that although Ritsu Zichuan's black-faced coercion is very effective for the girls, it has little effect on the eldest girls.

The girls are always a little embarrassed to continue chatting when they see the black face, but the ladies don't care! Let's talk to him anyway! And chatting and chatting, Ritsukogawa seems to be always surrounded by them to talk together.

……

Right now, the eldest lady is complaining about her daughter-in-law: "...... I get up early every morning to make breakfast, and I'm so nice to them, oops! As soon as she has good things, she doesn't want to take them to her parents' house secretly! No conscience! Can't be cooked! ”

At this time, a guest came, and while making sandwiches, Ritsu Zichuan casually said to the lady before: "Didn't she take the melon planted by her mother's family to you before?" I still took the biggest and most tender melons. ”

Song Qingzhi: ?? Ritsu Zichuan, you're really distracted! Even this kind of gossip can be answered?!

The eldest lady became happy and said, "Oh Xiaolu! If you don't say I'll forget, too! She's not blind and knows how much I give! ”

The guest who came took the sandwich Ritsukogawa had just made and interjected, "Your daughter-in-law is good!" Didn't you say last time that you were sick and she was still waiting for you to wash your feet? Not bad! Right, Xiaoli? ”

Qingzhi was startled, only to find out that the guest was also an eldest lady.

Speaking of which...... At this time, many ladies began to patronize the sandwich car, so that the two of them could close the stall before noon almost every day.

Song Qingzhi looked at Lu Zichuan suspiciously: Could it be that he is a killer of the grandmother?

It doesn't matter, whether it's a lady or a girl, as long as someone comes to buy something!

However...... The owner of the shroud shop was unwilling, so he came to the door one day: "Qingzhi, this newly recruited worker in your family looks very handsome!" ”

"Thank you, thank you, it's okay! White face! ”

"Hehe, the ladies like him very much, and he comes to talk around your dining car all day long."

"Ehaha, business, it's good to be popular......"

"Your popularity is booming, but our store sells shroud coffins! In this way, a group of aunts laugh at the door every day, this ...... Qingzhi, it's not that I'm making things difficult, it's really not like words! You can understand that, right? ”

What does "......" mean?

"If we continue like this, we won't make any money on your rent, ah!"

“！！”

Ritsukogawa, you pretend to be deaf and dumb for me from now on!

Aoeda began to use strong tactics and forbade Ritsukogawa to talk to the eldest girls.

The ladies were not happy, and they took action one after another, and it didn't take long for me to know which lady was well-informed, and I inquired because the owner of the shroud shop thought everyone was chatting too noisy.

Now that it's okay, the ladies began to encourage Qingzhi to rent a store.

"Boss Song, make so much money every day, and still set up a stall? Rent a shop without wind and rain! ”

Song Qingzhi smiled politely but embarrassedly: "No money." ”

"Oh, I have the money to hire a promising helper like Xiaolu, and I still pretend that I don't have any money!"

Ritsukogawa laughed very arrogantly again.

Song Qingzhi was noble and cold, and his face pretended to be deaf and mute.