However, what Wu Xiaojian and Ningbaobao value most is the food made by Bayin.

Although Tana's processed buns, braised eggs and soy milk cannot be said to be the best in the world, they are definitely unsurpassed by the existing foods on the market.

Outside a fried sauce noodle restaurant in the back alley of the computer city, there are two layers of steamers, and there are two large aluminum pots next to it, one is hot with a large pot of soy milk, and a large pot of braised eggs is simmered over a low fire. The names are a bit hilarious: beautifying soy milk, vitality buns, and mighty braised eggs.

The fragrance is overflowing, and the people who pass by can't help but turn their heads to take a look.

It's a pity that on a large cardboard next to it, it is crookedly written "all unit prices are 20 yuan", which does not look very close to the people.

In the past, most of them were young people, and their monthly salary was only two or three thousand yuan, and twenty yuan was already the daily meal cost of most people.

What's more, at the corner of the back alley, there is a Taihe soybean milk shop, where the best fresh meat buns are only four yuan each.

The owners of the fried sauce noodle restaurant are a middle-aged couple from Henan, who have been getting up early every day for more than ten years, and their business can only be regarded as barely strong.

In the past few days, the old couple has been very happy, and since there are three more snacks at the door, the business of the store has inexplicably improved.

But even they are a little reluctant to buy a vitality bun for twenty yuan to try.

The food was delivered the first day, and by the afternoon of the next day, it was taken away as it was.

The rickshaw master is very sincere and will send all these foods to the "Happy Children's Welfare Institute" in the imperial capital.

For several days, the food that many children are most concerned about every day is the love food delivered in the afternoon and evening.

The rickshaw master has become the most popular visitor to the welfare home.

Every day, as soon as the car stops, dozens of children will rush out with hula, talking about the sycophant words they have just learned.

"Uncle Fang, you're handsome!"

"Uncle Fang, you are really a good person! You will fly into the sky and become Chang'e! ”

"Uncle Fang, you have such a good heart, you will definitely have a good death!"

……

In recent days, only Wu Xiaojian and Ningbaobao have been a little uncomfortable.

The revenue is not enough to make ends meet, and not only does no one sign up for the food association, but two more people leave.

Since the people from the Son of Heaven Association came to make trouble, Wu Xiaojian and Su Zerong have been arguing about who can eat this matter, and they have been noisy on the campus network.

In the eyes of everyone, the outcome of this game is predestined, a second-order space system person, and a first-order primary space system person in the competition, who loses and who wins, is it not clear at a glance?

Therefore, in recent days, there have been a lot more people who have signed up for the Son of Heaven.

Everyone knows that from next week, the Heavenly Son of Heaven in the middle school attached to the Emperor's Order, in addition to a large group of first-order high-level food system people, will soon have another second-order Sa Renmiao!

Wu Xiaojian and a bunch of people from the Food Association were in a daze around a crumpled box of loose change. A total of 675 yuan was sold in four days.

None of the buns and boiled eggs shipped to the imperial capital were sold.

Wu Xiaojian's 4,000 yuan start-up capital is now only a little over 1,000 yuan, and all expenses are a little stretched.

"Wu Xiaojian, I think, why don't we lower the price? A big discount, don't you think? Bayin is the most anxious person, he is worried that if the food association is yellow, he will not be able to eat Sa Renmiao's "love dinner"!

"Or, first reduce the price of the braised eggs, and the rest will not change?" Tana also had an idea.

"I don't think you sell anything in the city, do you? You can save thousands a month! The crowd was talking about ideas.

Only Ningbaobao was still cheering on the side: "It's okay, we can go outside the school to sell it on the weekend in the next two days, and now there are more and more people who come here to buy breakfast on weekends, at least there is an income of a few thousand yuan, and everyone can still share a lot!" ”

Those first-order junior people have said that they can not share dividends, recently they eat the food made by Sa Renmiao every day, and the efficiency of completing the task has been greatly improved, and a few have even been promoted to the first-order intermediate level, and they are very excited.

Wu Xiaojian frowned, looking at the dismal revenue record on the small book, and was also a little worried.

In recent days, he has already calculated that the food association only has a first-order senior member, Bayin, who can produce up to 24 steamed buns, 60 braised eggs and 40 cups of soy milk every day.

The cost of food delivery in the imperial city is 1500 a month, the monthly rent of the store is 1000, plus the cost of food, in fact, the cost of each food is nine cents and seven cents, if the turnover is generated, plus taxes, it is about the cost of one piece.

Theoretically, it is true that selling two yuan can indeed be profitable, but the profit from the food made by Bayin alone must at least cover the food cost of the other two dozen people in the food association!

Therefore, even if he sells a bun for twenty yuan, the profit is not much, not to mention that he still wants to rely on this income to buy food cooking equipment!?

Wu Xiaojian listened to everyone's gossip and wanted to reduce the price, and shook his head: "No! The price can not change! ”

"According to the provisions of the Imperial Capital Price Law, once the price is reduced, if the price increase is too large in a short period of time, the price department will intervene and impose a fine!" Wu Xiaojian sighed: "Hold on for a few more days and see the situation!?" ”

In Wu Xiaojian's mind, Su Rongze's stinky fart shadow suddenly floated.

Doesn't this mean, if I win, listen to it? Okay! I'll let you help me pay the cost!!

While he was thinking, he took out a small notebook and calculated:

Everyone, making food every day is about 120 single items, the average cost of each single item is about two cents, plus off-campus food delivery and rent, the basic cost of a month is about 20,000 yuan, and there are more than two months left in this semester, that is, the operating cost needs to be close to 50,000 yuan!

Hum! Aren't you listening!?

Come on, hurt each other!

He subconsciously looked at the countdown of the King of Thieves system again.

Wu Xiaojian was a little excited and a little worried.

The countdown to the King of Thieves system,There are only 16 hours left at this time,It's Saturday tomorrow,When you wake up, the King of Thieves system should explode on the spot...... No, it should be resurrected with full blood!

Amitofor...... the skill of "Mommy Mommy", but don't lose it!

*****

Every Saturday and Sunday is the busiest and happiest time for the members of the food association, including Bayin and Temur, who all go to the food school building early in the morning to help.

Ningbao Fort skillfully commanded the division of labor and cooperation.

Everyone knows that Wu Xiaojian has been under a lot of pressure in the past few days, and everyone hopes to make more food, as long as it can be sold on weekends, at least, there will be money to buy ingredients next week!

A group of people are busy, but Wu Xiaojian is missing.

In the 707 dormitory, Wu Xiaojian was the only one left, he held his breath and sat cross-legged on the bed and carefully counted the countdown of the thief system!