Chapter 223 [223] Two Thousand

They are not the only one who set up stalls and sells snacks at the back door of the university. Only in this way can a snack street like an industrial chain and gather enough traffic to make the business better. After Zhuolin's spicy strips business was cut off, several families began to sell her moon bun-like snacks, but the taste was obviously unsatisfactory. Otherwise, why would people keep asking her when the stall will be put on.

Grandpa and grandma were also interested. The signboard on it was [Zhuoji Snacks]. When you look at Zhuoji, those who have the impression would ask if it was the one selling spicy strips. Then grandpa and grandma would tell them where the Zhuo family is, and you can buy it directly on Saturdays and Sundays. This spicy hot pot business is also hers.

The spicy hot pot business does not need to be promoted. The taste alone attracted countless people to watch and taste it, because most of the vegetables are born, and the taste is better than what you buy outside. In addition to many dishes here, there are no such season, such as the fungi, vegetables, coriander, etc. that she gave birth to. In addition to these uncommon ones, there are gluten, tofu skin, and dried tofu. Although they were bought, Zhuo Lin already planned to make them by herself. After soaking in spicy soup, the taste will be particularly rich and delicious.

When Zhuo Lin went to the snack street at around 8 o'clock, he found that his grandparents had already returned home and had sold out the 200 skewers?

"There is no need to wait until eight o'clock. It will be sold out before seven o'clock. One cent per string. Although the two hundred strings are only sold for two yuan, it can't hold them fast. Many people have not bought them yet. I told them the address. If they don't buy them tomorrow, they will come to buy them at home. So, we are preparing here as soon as we came back. Girl, if it doesn't work, let's do more tomorrow?"

"Grandma, I bought a total of 500 strings of bamboo sticks. If you think you can sell them out, then we will increase the amount tomorrow."

In fact, if you earn two yuan, the cost will be one yuan, especially when you eat a lot of vegetables that you can’t buy on the market, that is, she doesn’t have much money to give birth to, otherwise it will be difficult for her to lose money to the mother.

Anyway, she didn't worry much about this. She was always an old couple who washed, cut, skewed vegetables, and she only needed to provide some ingredients.

"When will you make some spicy strips? Many girls ask you when will the spicy strips be sold!"

"Then I'll make a bucket of spicy strips tomorrow,"

Spicy strips can be made of gluten or rice. She will make them a mix tomorrow to see which taste they prefer.

Sure enough, after starting the Malatang business, whenever anyone who knows her will ask when passing by, is it her business or what does it have to do with the elderly...

People have a gossipy heart, and Zhuo Lin can't control other people's mouths, she can only control her own mouths.

"In the future, my family will sell more snacks. When you have time, you will go to No. 87 Confucius Road to check it out. You will set up stalls at home on two days on weekends."

During the day, the old man went to the fritters market to buy ten old tables, chairs and benches. All they could buy were intact, at least they were not missing, but they were a little worn. After they were sent home, the old couple smoothed the tables, chairs and benches with sandpaper, and then bought red paint to refresh the tables, chairs and benches. They also bought a large pot and a large stove. It cost a total of seven or eight yuan, but the effect was really like that. Even a sign was hung at the door [Zhuoji Snacks, welcome to taste].

I found someone to make a blackboard in the middle of the main hall, bought chalk, and told Zhuo Lin: "You can write a price list here."

In a week, the spicy hot pot has become popular, mainly because the taste is authentic. People who like spicy food seem to find a gospel and report it almost every day.

On Friday afternoon, Xu Yang and Zhou Tao came here early in the morning. The old man and the old lady sold the spicy hot pot and went home. Zhuo Lin and the others were kneading the dough.

"Xiaoyang, Xiaotao, I have prepared high and low beds for you two in the west room of the main hall. That room is filled with miscellaneous items. You can live together. The bedding is built by the children in the past. If you don't dislike it, use it. If you go back to the east room, let's clean it up."

When Xu Yang and Zhou Tao heard this, they ran over to see happily. After reading it, the two were extremely moved.

"Grandpa and grandma, thank you for your hard work, this is so embarrassing. Look at this, what should we do to compensate you?"

"What kind of compensation is? I don't know how beautiful our couple's life is now. Linlin can take care of us. She doesn't have to worry about three meals a day. She can earn extra money. It's better to move a little than not lying down." Life lies in exercise. When you are older, you must move more.

These college students are all grateful and know how to use their connections and environment to create value for themselves. They are all very smart. When others are still studying, they have already started to work and study half-time to benefit themselves and their families. Maybe they can’t see anything in one or two years, but after three or five years, the dividing line will be pulled out.

We made sufficient preparations this week. At seven o'clock the next morning, the two brothers took five hundred moon buns out.

Zhuo Lin was not idle either. He continued to make spicy strips with the remaining noodles and rice, and helped the old couple make spicy hot pot. As expected, before noon arrived, a college student came to the door, and the old couple warmly treated them.

"Come in, come in, take a look. I made moon buns and spicy hot pot today. You can eat whatever you want, and you can also drink free noodle soup!"

In this era, everyone carried lunch boxes in their shoulder bags, which had already formed a habit. Although Zhuo Lin also prepared public dishes and chopsticks, everyone was still used to using their own. "There are water pipes in the yard, so you can wash them after eating before leaving."

At home, she prepared a hundred moon buns and three or four hundred strings of spicy hot pot. From ten o'clock in the morning to three or four o'clock in the afternoon, she never stopped.

Zhuo Lin initially underestimated the purchasing power of these students, but she didn't expect that her craftsmanship would be so popular. Her grandparents could attract so many repeat customers after only setting up stalls for a week. She was really shocked.

Xu Yang and Zhou Tao came back at five or six in the afternoon, but their snack stall was set up until 8 o'clock in the evening and they were sold out before they left.

Xu Yang and the others sold 500 moon buns, Zhuo Lin sold 150 pieces at home, 500 strings of spicy hot pot, two buckets of soup per dollar, and earned 71 yuan a day. If you ignore the cost, you will have a net profit of 30 to 40 yuan.

Zhuo Lin took the account and agreed to everyone that he would spend the money at the end of the month, and even the daily sales of his grandparents were calculated.

This week, they paid as much as they sold every day. The tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans cost a lot in the early stages. Zhuo Lin also asked the prices carefully and included them in the costs. They will calculate them very clearly at the end of the month.

The hot business on Saturday gave everyone the motivation, and everyone seemed to have enough strength to prepare to continue fighting on Sunday.
Chapter completed!