In the morning, this wave of business ended quickly, and the child left first after finishing the hygiene, leaving Zhao Lele to sit alone in the store and count the money. After counting, she found that the breakfast alone was a lot of income, so she could be more free in her business at noon and evening.

Zhao Lele only sells the simplest foods such as egg fried rice and fried noodles at noon, and she has not recruited the right people, so one person can only sell these.

Zhao Lele boiled a large pot of large bone kelp soup, whether it was morning or noon, this soup was free to enjoy. This is also the reason why her price is a little more expensive, and many customers still buy it, after all, there is free soup, which costs money if you buy soy milk.

At noon, only egg fried rice is sold, and the price is more expensive than in other stores, this business is obviously much worse, and Zhao Lele doesn't care. She's working on chili sauce, and she's going to make her own batch to use as a spice in the store.

If this thing is made distinctive, it can also attract a lot of customers.

The customers who came to the door looked at the price, and many were scared away, but there are always those who are willing to try, or those who have a good face are embarrassed to quit after coming in. Zhao Lele still sells a lot of egg fried rice, such as the customers in the store who feel their stomachs and shout for another one.

Zhao Lele glanced at the pale face, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, no." ”

"Isn't it? I finally came out to eat, and you actually told me that there was no more. Wang Shuai muttered dissatisfied. Recently, he didn't go out for a week in order to catch up with the manuscript. Not only did he not go out, but he even saved and saved on eating, and he was so hungry that he couldn't stand it before he cooked some noodles or nibbled on a cold steamed bun.

I took out the manuscript and mailed it today, and on the way home, I felt hungry, and I walked into this store by chance, even if there was only egg fried rice, I didn't bother to change places, who knew that I would want to eat after eating one, but this boss would not make money even if he had money.

Wang Shuai shook his head and left, still reminiscing about the egg fried rice just now as he walked, it tasted really good, it was the best egg fried rice he had ever eaten in his life, but I don't know if it was because he was hungry that he added extra points, so he would try it again when he was full one day.

Zhao Lele decided to call it a day after selling the lunch market, the store was still a little far away from the house she rented, and she didn't want to rush to the night at night. The security in the past few years has been much better than in previous years, but she still doesn't want to gamble on luck, in case something happens, it's over.

Zhao Lele left with a small snack for the neighbors, which was a little steamed cake she made later. It's not okay to give away something that is too good, especially when she doesn't want anything, she doesn't want to get used to these people, so she just takes a little bit meaningfully to ensure that the family can taste it, and no more.

Zhao Lele had to go to the bank before going home, and it was not safe to receive cash every day and put it on his body, so it was convenient to deposit it in the bank for safe insurance.

The neighbors in the courtyard tasted the steamed cake sent by Zhao Lele, and they all praised the good taste, and some people tentatively said: "Xiao Zhao, how do you sell this?" ”

Zhao Lele considered these problems in advance, she calmly shook her head and refused, bluntly saying that the things in the store were relatively expensive, and the dim sum she brought back was not sold, she specially made it for everyone to taste. If you want to eat, she can tell everyone the recipe and make it at home.

"Really?" This news is not just one person who is tempted. They don't know how expensive the things Zhao Lele sells, but there is a way to make them themselves, and everyone wants to take advantage of this cheapness. Even if you don't do it now, you can get the recipe in your hands first, and you can use it one day.

"I'll write it down right away, and you can copy it yourself." Zhao Lele is not afraid to announce the recipe. Decades later, all kinds of recipes for baking snacks can be found on the Internet, but the business of cake shops is still just as good, not everyone wants to make them at home, not to mention that having a recipe does not necessarily mean that they will be delicious.

Nowadays, restaurants have sprung up outside, but many small shops sell very homely things, but the business is just as good. Some people are in a hurry to eat out, some people are too lazy to cook, and some people don't know how to cook before eating out, in short, as long as everyone has money in their hands, they will not be bad in doing business, and the money in everyone's hands still has to be used to live money.

Zhao Lele sent Fang Zi out, the neighborhood relationship is better, several local natives who used to faintly look down on her, although they still look down on her, but when they see her, they finally don't faintly show their eyes that look down on people, and they always pretend to be better on their faces, at least they don't bother to care about what they think in their hearts.

She is not RMB, it is impossible for everyone to like it, this is something that cannot be forced.

Zhao Lele's current worry is that he wants to buy a bicycle. It's a bit far from where she lives to the store, and it's not very convenient for her to take the bus or walk there, it's much more convenient to have a bicycle, and it's more convenient to go to the vegetable market to shop.

Zhao Lele caught the first bus to the store the next day, and all kinds of ingredients had been prepared in advance the day before.

She calculated the account yesterday and decided to only sell steamed buns in the future, although the dim sum is expensive, but this is too troublesome, and it is not cost-effective.

Zhao Lele moved quickly, and when the boy arrived, the first basket of steamed buns had already been steamed, and the time was less than seven o'clock, just in time to open the door to welcome guests.

The boy helped with the preparations and found that the first person to come to the door was the owner of the stationery store next door, and they were waiting for their steamed buns to come out.

Zhao Lele knows the boss next door, and remembers that he bought a big bag of buns yesterday and went back, and he doesn't know how many people there are in the family, and there are dozens of them in that bag.

Zhao Lele asked him how much he wanted, and the other party arrogantly slapped the money on the table: "Forty of them." ”

"Which one?" Zhao Lele found that this one master was about to sell the first cage.

"First only the meat, I didn't take the vermicelli, shredded radish and mustard buns."

"Okay, right away." Zhao Lele asked Xiao Tong to help, and she was settling accounts on the side.

"By the way, there's a free hot sauce today, do you want to try it?" Zhao Lele reminded the guests to try the new.

"Hot sauce? Want. The stationery store owner was already nodding when he heard the word free.

The child didn't need Zhao Lele's instructions, he had already packed the hot sauce and handed it to the stationery store owner.

With the first guest, the second guest also came to the door quickly, and then Zhao Lele found that the sale was too fast, and the people who bought the buns had already lined up. She didn't want the guests to wait, but steaming the buns took time, and she could only appease the guests.

During the waiting time, there were still guests who asked why yesterday's dim sum was not sold, and Zhao Lele casually found an excuse to deal with it.

Customers have no choice, Zhao Lele doesn't want to do it, they can only buy steamed buns with regrets, anyway, the dim sum is not full, or the buns are affordable, who makes the things in this store expensive.