Chapter 41 Selling Lunch Boxes at a Stall
Huang Qiaoxiu picked up a steaming fried fish ball with chopsticks, which was different from the fishy smell he imagined, crispy and delicious in his mouth, his teeth were slightly harder, and the moment he bit down, the juice overflowed.
As if he hadn't chewed too hard, a whole fried fish ball slid down his tongue and into his throat, and the hot inner wall of his mouth gasped in an attempt to dissipate the heat.
Huang Qiaoxiu couldn't help but pick up the chopsticks and pinched one again, and Xie Pujia on the side asked about the fragrance, and also leaned his head closer.
"Sister Qiaoxiu, I want to eat it too."
Huang Qiaoxiu reluctantly stuffed the fish balls she had just picked up into Xie Pujia's mouth, and then clamped another piece for herself, the tip of her tongue touched the crispy shell, she couldn't wait to chew it twice, and swallowed the fried fish balls again.
After eating two in a row, but still didn't taste it, Huang Qiaoxiu suddenly understood how Zhu Bajie felt when he ate ginseng fruit.
Now she is like that Zhu Bajie.
Zhou Chunyan came out of the kitchen with a big bowl of fried fish balls, and watched Huang Qiaoxiu and Xie Pujia come together to grab fish balls to eat, and her eyes were smiling.
"Don't rob, don't rob, there's a ......"
Huang Qiaoxiu stuffed fried fish balls into her mouth with all her might, and couldn't help but praise: "Sister Yanzi, this fish ball you fried is better than the fried fish in the restaurant outside!" ”
The proprietress came out of the kitchen just in time to hear this sentence and sighed: "Oh, I, the person who runs the restaurant, died of shame when I heard this." ”
Huang Qiaoxiu hurriedly denied it, "No, no, I didn't make it clear!" It is more delicious than the people who fried it except the proprietress you! ”
Several people burst into laughter.
Zhou Chunyan went to the kitchen to tinker for a while, and when the meal was ordered, in addition to the fried fish balls, there were some other dishes on the table.
They are all ordinary home-cooked dishes, but they are packed by Zhou Chunyan in small lunch boxes, with bright and rich colors, which makes people very appetizing at first glance.
Huang Qiaoxiu looked at the packed lunch box and looked at Zhou Chunyan suspiciously, "Sister Yanzi, what does this mean?" ”
Zhou Chunyan placed the four or five lunch boxes on the table neatly and asked, "Qiaoxiu, you are a college student, you have more ideas than me, let me ask you, you said that if I sell lunch boxes like this, will anyone buy them?" ”
Huang Qiaoxiu nodded without hesitation.
"Yes! Many of the female workers in our factory complain that they have to spend time cooking for a large family when they come home from work, a bunch of housework to do, and they can't be busy at all...... It's hard to put into words, Sister Yanzi, if you go, there will definitely be many people who buy it! ”
Xie Pujia instantly understood, in the past few days, her mother and the proprietress have been tinkering with things in the kitchen, and it turned out that they were tinkering and selling boxed lunches.
Hearing Huang Qiaoxiu's words, Zhou Chunyan and the proprietress glanced at each other, and they both saw the flame of excitement in each other's eyes.
Zhou Chunyan looked at Huang Qiaoxiu and asked, "How do you arrange the commuting time in your factory?" ”
Huang Qiaoxiu stuffed another fried fish ball into her mouth and replied: "I go to work at half past seven in the morning, rest from half past eleven at noon to one o'clock in the afternoon, and the time to get off work is divided into two parts, one at five o'clock in the afternoon and the other at half past eight in the evening." ”
After that, he added: "But we only officially went to work after the seventh day of the new year, and there were only some people on duty in the past few days of the Chinese New Year, and there were not many people." ”
Zhou Chunyan was thoughtful and discussed with the proprietress about it.
"Then we will officially go to the food factory to set up a stall on the seventh day of the new year? In the past two days, I will come to the farmers' market to sell and see the reaction? ”
The proprietress nodded in agreement.
Zhou Chunyan continued: "Then let's start setting up a stall on the seventh day of the new year, normal people don't eat boxed lunches in the morning, there are so many breakfast shops outside, we don't need to get it in the morning, we can bring it over to sell at eleven o'clock at noon, people who get off work at five o'clock in the factory usually have more time, and they will choose to buy vegetables and cook at home, and we earn money at half past eight in the evening." ”
The hostess agreed.
"The restaurant usually comes to eat at 12 o'clock at noon, and it's almost a little bit after eating, and you don't delay when you rush back to wash the dishes, and the evening time is about the same, and you come back to wash the dishes after you sell them, and then you ride my electric three-wheeler, and it will be there in half an hour."
The two quickly agreed.
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On the third day of the first lunar month, at six o'clock in the evening, the sky was dark.
Zhou Chunyan packed the 20 freshly made lunches in a basket, prepared a few extra meals, covered them with two layers of thick cotton cloth to keep them warm, rode a fully charged tricycle, and rushed to the farmers' market.
On the tricycle, the folding high benches in several restaurants were stacked together, and a small bench was placed, and Xie Pujia sat on the small bench, which did not violate the harmony at all.
Zhou Chunyan didn't want to take her daughter out to blow the wind and get cold, but she couldn't help but let her daughter follow.
After a while, when I arrived at the farmers' market, there were not many people setting up stalls, and they basically sold fresh vegetables, or bacon and sausages.
Zhou Chunyan found an empty seat, unfolded all the folding stools and put them together, then spread a layer of tablecloth, placed the basket of boxed lunches on the tablecloth, and waited quietly for someone to pass by and ask.
The mother and daughter waited for ten minutes, but no one stopped.
Xie Pujia looked left and right at the people around him who were doing business, either bringing a loudspeaker, which kept playing the pre-recorded words to solicit business, or selling what he was selling in a full voice.
Looking at the tangled look on her mother's face, Xie Pujia felt that it was not a way to go on like this, so she stood in front of the stall and learned from the people around her to shout and sell.
Anyway, she has done everything to catch the adulterer, and there is nothing to be ashamed of.
Sure enough, after shouting a few words, a man stopped and asked Zhou Chunyan about the dishes and prices of the boxed lunch.
Zhou Chunyan was still doing business for the first time, and the whole person was a little nervous, and it took two stammers to explain the price and dishes of the lunch box.
The guest lifted the cotton cloth and took a look, smelled the tempting aroma of the meal, and didn't care about Zhou Chunyan's nervousness, and directly took out 10 yuan, "Bring me two servings, put one more meal, two old men eat, the rice is not enough." ”
"Oh, yes, yes! I..... I'll give you an extra one. ”
Xie Pujia silently watched her mother complete the first business, and after the man left, she approached Zhou Chunyan's side and whispered, "Mom, it costs an extra five cents for extra rice!" ”
Zhou Chunyan glanced at her daughter embarrassedly, and said a little embarrassedly: "Mom is inexperienced, the next one, the next one must be said." ”
Xie Pujia hooked Zhou Chunyan's arm and shook it to relieve her mother's nervousness.
"Mom, don't be nervous, I'm here."
After saying that, she gave Zhou Chunyan a big smile, and Zhou Chunyan was immediately comforted and cheered herself up in her heart.
Under Xie Pujia's shouting, Zhou Chunyan soon sold seven or eight more boxes.
After trying a few more times, Zhou Chunyan was not as nervous as she was at the beginning, and the expression on her face gradually became natural.
Xie Pujia was helping her mother sell boxed lunches with relish, more than an hour passed, there were still three boxed lunches left, and she vaguely heard an old man selling sweet potatoes shouting in the distance.
Remembering that when her mother was still at Xie's house before, she often threw sweet potatoes into the firewood stove, and then took herself to eat roasted sweet potatoes together, Xie Pujia reached out and touched the five New Year's money she was carrying, tilted her head Zhou Chunyan said, and took small steps to buy sweet potatoes outside the farmers' market.
"Mom, I'm going to buy a sweet potato and I'll be back right away!"
didn't give Zhou Chunyan a chance to react at all, and ran away in an instant.