Stall setting starts from Malatang

Chapter 140 Chapter 140, the end of the food festival
Boss Pancake no longer dares to mention Lin Xiaojian's conspiracy to others. He knows that if the other party wants to deal with him, he will not be able to resist even a single move. The miserable image will feel extremely bleak after just thinking about it, like a tiny praying mantis. He raised his forelimbs that he thought were strong to block the speeding carriage.

Having said that, he and Lin Xiaojian have no direct conflict of interest, they are just jealous of Xiaolin Malatang's business.He was thinking that after the food festival was over, he would have to find time to apologize to him, otherwise it would not be too easy to mess with him with the other party's strength.

This idea has been circling in his mind more than a dozen times, but words of apology always come to his lips, and once he sees Lin Xiaojian's delicate face, he can't speak soft words and swallows it back abruptly.Perhaps this is the natural repulsion between the same sex?

Either move away, but the Beishan Night Market has improved visibly with the naked eye, and it is really reconciled to leave in despair during the rising period!
When Lin Xiaojian walked around the venue and went back, he found that someone just went out with a casserole. Obviously, Xia Xiaoshuang also scalded the bowl.

"Alipay account: 18 yuan."

"Ok?"

He was about to say something, but when he heard this wonderful payment reminder, his mind suddenly changed.Before that, he had always been worried about handing over the work of hot dishes to others. He felt that this was the core technology of the Malatang restaurant and that it should be kept secret, and he was resistant to preaching and teaching.But only half an hour later, he wanted to shout "It smells so good".This kind of feeling that other people are so busy and sweaty, and I have nothing to do, just waiting to collect the money, is so refreshing, like drinking a bottle of fragrant old wine, which makes people intoxicated.

"It's no wonder that so many people want to be bosses. No matter how high the salary is, they don't want to be inferior to others. They want to start a business. Is this the pleasure of exploiting surplus value?"

He leaned closer and glanced at the casserole. The bowl of Mala Tang was not bad. It seemed that there was no room for advice. The rest was nothing more than more practice.

The advantage of operating fast food is that the lower limit is relatively high, and the model is easy to replicate. As long as you have a little cooking foundation, you can get good or better evaluations casually.

Now the central kitchen-style restaurants all over the street are developing according to this model, reducing the constraints of the scarcity of skilled kitchen workers on expansion.

Seeing that Xia Xiaoshuang was perming Xing's head, she was not busy at the moment, the guests came one after another, and she could maintain it completely even if she permed slowly, so Lin Xiaojian didn't stop her.Turning the back of his hand behind him, he felt that it was not good for him to do nothing like this, so he simply walked to the back and started washing the dishes.

With his temperament, if the bowls are enough, he will never be bothered to wash them now, and he will leave them to do these chores when he returns home at night.Now Xia Xiaoshuang is so busy that he is embarrassed to be lazy.

Her existence seemed to be a buff, which boosted Lin Xiaojian's work enthusiasm.

From 40:[-] p.m. onwards, the flow of people at the Food Festival began to decline, which can be said to have plummeted like a cliff compared to the same period yesterday.Even the Invincible Devil Spicy was no longer delicious, and he didn't sell a single copy in [-] minutes, which made him feel mixed.To him, the turnover is just a piece of data on paper, and it is not important. What he fears the most is that today's business will not exceed that of Hot Malatang, and the hard work of the previous two days will be in vain.

Although he never thought about completing this task two days ago, it can be said that it was a waste of progress, but he has come to this point, and he must be upset if he has to travel a hundred miles to fall on the ninety.The next time I have such an opportunity, I don’t know when it will be.

A big gift package like a food festival may not come once a year.If you want to surpass Heat Malatang by relying on daily operations, it should be impossible without moving to the town, right?
"Do some promotional activities? Invincible Devil Spicy 30% off special? No, [-] yuan for system items is already a loss, and I feel sorry for reducing the price."

"Or a [-]% discount for the entire site? It's too bad, I don't think it's necessary. Those who come to the food festival don't come for the discount, and it feels like it's for nothing."

After thinking about it for a long time, Lin Xiaojian decided to adopt a stupid method, and directly found his home phone number on the food delivery platform and asked:

"Hey, is it Hot Hot Malatang?"

"Yes, hello, what's the problem?"

"How long does it take to order takeaway now? Deliver it to New Oriental Plastic Factory, No. XX, Beishan Avenue."

"It will take about 20 minutes to deliver. Is it Beishan Village? It's a bit far away, and the minimum delivery fee is 20 yuan."

"Oh, that's okay, aren't you busy today?"

"It's not busy today."

"How many bowls of Malatang did you sell today? Are there any more handmade egg dumplings?"

"..."

"Sold thirty or forty bowls, and there are still handmade egg dumplings."

"Okay, give me an egg dumpling, vermicelli... The consignee is Ye Chao, call 189..."

"YES!"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Xiaojian jumped up happily. He didn't expect that it would be so easy to spy on the military situation.

According to the unit price of Hot Hot Malatang, thirty or forty bowls, 1000 yuan is too much to eat. Counting the evening and takeaway, it will definitely not exceed 2000, and he is almost 2000 now.

Although the operator may lie about the military situation, since people are willing to speak out frankly, there is no need to talk nonsense.Thinking in another way, if someone suddenly asked Lin Xiaojian about today's performance, he would either not answer, or give an ambiguous correct number.

Moreover, this number also fits his impression of Hot Hot Malatang. If the other party said that they made 20 bowls or 100 bowls, which is too little or too much, it is very likely that there is moisture.Thirty to forty bowls should be his normal level.

To be on the safe side, he asked Brother Chao to ask more questions when receiving the courier.He now understands the reason for the low volume of delivery orders for Hot Hot Malatang - in a town like Beishan, there are no full-time delivery staff at all, and they are all delivered by the store itself!The sporadic transaction volume on the food delivery platform is self-collection at the store.

Although Lin Xiaojian has not ordered takeaway a few times, he understands that it has a scope of service. Only urban areas can afford to hire takeaway boys, and maintain income and expenditure through high-frequency delivery.Even in urban areas, there are many stores that provide door-to-door delivery services. The platform only serves as a display function, so the deduction point will be lower.

After more than 20 minutes, Ye Chao sent a message: "Forty or so bowls."

This is the same as Lin Xiaojian's guess and inquiry results. After the two parties confirmed, the blind guess of authenticity is more than 90%.

To be conservative, he decided to extend the evening business hours until the food festival closed.

Naturally, Xia Xiaoshuang didn't expect that Lin Xiaojian still had system tasks, and after 8 o'clock, he urged her to get off work as usual.She had no doubts, packed up her things and left.And Lin Xiaojian made up for the dishes, moved the stool and sat in front of the stall, picked up his mobile phone and started to watch short videos to pass the time.

At this point in time, the hustle and bustle of the venue was no longer there, and almost all the vendors who followed the guerrilla warfare of the event company had left. There were not a few left. Most of the vendors who stayed were the vendors from the Beishan Night Market, and they were used to the night shift.

(End of this chapter)