Chapter 1199: Nineties Control Group (9)
Almost under the attention of the employees of the whole factory, Xu Yin's baked cake stall opened.
Xu Wu and his family went downstairs with a diesel bucket-sized baked cake stove on one side, and Xu Yin walked behind the two of them carrying the dough kneaded early in the morning and the sesame sugar and other fillings that had been ground and mixed well yesterday afternoon.
After discussion, the family of three decided to set the location of the first day of the stall on the opposite street from the back door of the tube building, the intersection outside the gate of the machinery factory.
The reason why it is not at the gate of the iron ore factory is that the two of them are still a little unable to let go, and they always feel that they have no face to set up a stall to do business and not go to work in the factory; Second, after a group of employees were laid off in the iron ore factory, the number of people was not as good as that of the old machinery factory, and of course the place with a large flow of people should be selected to do business.
Xu Yin discussed with the two of them, and after agreeing, they set up the stall.
Xu's father was responsible for lighting the fire in the oven, and Xu's mother unfolded the folding table she bought yesterday and put all kinds of ingredients on it one by one.
Xu Yin asked Xiao He, the factory office, to borrow a small blackboard that was eliminated, and wrote the price of the baked cake in beautiful small italics:
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Signature peanut butter: 0.5 yuan/piece
Flowing brown sugar: 0.3 yuan/piece
Green onion pepper salt: 0.2 yuan/piece
Sesame sugar: 0.2 yuan/piece
That's right, a new flavor has been added today - brown sugar baked cakes.
The sesame pancakes with brown molasses juice flowing when they are broken look simple, and the more you eat them, the more you eat them, the more you get better.
Xu Yin's first pot baked is today's new product - flowing brown sugar baked cakes.
When kneading the dough in the morning, the two of them followed alongside them.
At this time, the wrapping was the same, Xu's father clumsily kneaded the brown sugar fillings that Xu Yin had kneaded in advance, flattened them, sprinkled them with sesame seeds, dipped the bottom in some water, wiped evenly, and snapped them on the inner wall of the oven.
Mother Xu stood next to her and made the next wave of peanut butter baked cakes.
There is not much space on the inner wall of the stove, and you can bake up to seven or eight baked cakes at the same time, and no more will be able to stick it.
Therefore, the two of them are not in a hurry to make cakes, and they don't know if they can sell it.
With the first oven of baked cakes baked, Xu's cake stall ushered in the first customer who came to the door - it turned out to be Lu Jianye and his son on the same floor.
"Lao Xu, Lao Xu, why did you come here to sell baked cakes? I waited at the factory gate for a long time. β
"Dad, don't nag first, buy me baked cakes!"
"Buy, buy, buy! This stinky boy shouted yesterday to burn cakes for a day, and it annoyed me to death! β
Lu Jianye took out a piece of two yuan and handed it to Xu Yin: "Yinyin, did you have yesterday's white sugar baked cakes?" I want two, and one for me and one for peanut butter. β
"Uncle Lu, now there is only flowing brown sugar, the others will have to wait a few minutes, and the next stove will be peanut butter."
"I want brown sugar! I want brown sugar! β
The little fat man of the Lu family shouted.
"The white sugar for the brown sugar."
"Okay."
Xu Yin wrapped a brown sugar baked cake in the cut oil paper and gave it to the little fat man, and asked him to take it and eat it slowly.
Another brown sugar baked cake was taken by Lu Jianye, and he tasted it: "Whew!" This brown sugar is delicious too! It's better than sugar! No wonder it's a dime more expensive, and you get what you pay for......"
The scene of the father and son squatting in front of the baked cake stall and burying their faces in the brown molasses sauce of the baked cake attracted many workers of the machinery factory who went to work.
Smelling the sweet smell of brown sugar in the air, the employee who hadn't eaten breakfast came over curiously: "When is there an extra stall here?" What is it selling? Baked cakes? How many of them? Yo! The price of this pancake is a bit expensive, and it is twice as much as the canteen. What does it taste like? Is it tasty? β
"Delicious!"
"Good times!"
The father and son of the Lu family are not only living signs, but also spokespersons.
Especially the little fat man, after eating a brown sugar baked cake, he was still unsatisfied, and pulled his father's sleeve and said, "Dad, I still want to burn cakes!" I'm going to burn the cake too! β
The child's expression will not be faked, and the workers of the machinery factory hurriedly took out a five-dime: "Give me a brown sugar and a salt and pepper." β
"I'll buy a brown sugar to try, too."
"Boss, I want a peanut butter."
"I like salty ones, give me two pretzels."
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The front of the cake stall was full of water.
Xu Wu, who was still worried about whether there would be a business a moment ago, was so busy that he didn't have enough hands at this moment, and he couldn't wait to have another pair of hands.
The working time of the machinery factory is coming, and the workers wait for the baked cakes they want, enter the factory while eating, and say in their mouths:
"This baked cake is delicious, but it's a little more expensive."
"It's a bit expensive, but it tastes really good."
"I bought the runny brown sugar, the brown sugar juice is as thick as a soft-boiled egg, sweet but not greasy, really delicious, I want to buy it tomorrow."
"Then I'll try brown sugar tomorrow too."
"I'll buy some sugar tomorrow."
"I still like salt and pepper. I'm not interested in sweets, but I can bring a sweet one to my mom when I get back. I don't know if it's still in the evening. β
So, someone looked back and asked, "Boss, do you still come to set up your baked cake stall after work?" β
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This is much beyond the imagination of the two of them.
The morning stall was confiscated, and someone urged the night stall.
"Girl, are you out of the stall in the evening?"
Father Xu wiped his sweaty face and asked Xu Yin.
Xu Yin was counting the money, counting a stack of gross tickets, tying them up with a rubber band and putting them in the money box, before saying, "I don't care, you can come if you want." β
"Come!" Ma Chunfang's heart is hot at this time, she just watched her daughter count the money, there are twelve or thirteen yuan in gross tickets alone, and the remaining one, two, and five banknotes add up to twenty yuan, that is to say, just the breakfast stall, they earn more than 30 yuan, more than 30 yuan a day, 30 days a month, mom......
Xu Yin counted the rest of the money, put away the money box, and poured a scoop of cold water on her mother to cool down: "This is just the turnover, and the cost has not been deducted!" β
"How much will it cost?" Ma Chunfang asked.
"It's almost half, I'm using all the good ingredients."
Although some materials such as brown sugar and white sugar are not bought, they are hoarded in the system warehouse, but they are all made by ancient recipes, and the sugar cane used is organically grown; The peanut butter is not a finished product, but a fried peanut rice with full grains and no oil, and the homemade peanut butter with a little small particles is called a fragrant.
Therefore, in terms of quality, it is definitely not comparable to the cheap seasonings sold in the wholesale market.
Ma Chunfang's blooming heart instantly closed back: "The cost is so much?" β
Xu's father said on the side: "Even if there is only fifteen yuan of profit, there are more than four hundred in a month, and this is just a breakfast stall, if we come in the evening, there will be eight or nine hundred a month, which is much more than working in the factory." β
The combined monthly salary of the two of them is only in their early 500s.
That's right!
You can also go out at a night stall!
Ma Chunfang came back to life in an instant: "Hurry up, hurry up, close the stall and go home!" Pack up and get some sleep, and get up in the afternoon to go out again! β
"Okay!"
Xu's father happily began to close the stall, and saw that there were still a few pieces of money pressed under the filling basin, and put them away and handed them to his daughter.
Ma Chunfang saw it, and her heart was a little sour: "Otherwise, I'll keep it." You are a girl's house, don't lose it! β
Xu Yin put the money into the money box and clicked the lock: "Don't worry, Mom, I can't lose anyone who loses it!" β
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(End of chapter)