Stall setting starts from Malatang

Chapter 209 Chapter 208, peers are enemies
For this reason, Lin Xiaojian also specially added his WeChat, but the two big men don’t know what to talk about, and he is not good at chatting, and the only few chat records are still a big guy who asked him to help his wife. A lot of software bargains.

"It stands to reason that it should be because of eating Malatang that it tastes delicious, so the favorability will increase? No one has contacted it, so how can it be good to increase the prestige."

Lin Xiaojian was a little puzzled. He didn't know where the big guy was now. Could it be that someone brainwashed him?Could it be that you stepped on thunder in another Malatang shop?

After adding a Malatang restaurant to the night market, it really had a big impact on Xiaolin Malatang. During the peak period, there were obviously fewer customers than yesterday.After finishing the evening rush hour, Xiaohu walked around with his hands on his hips. When he came back, he said angrily: "Boss Xiaolin, that new Malatang is incredible. After ordering this, there are still four or five people eating it. These people It should have been our business!"

He still has a sense of collective honor, and he defended Lin Xiaojian and said: "This is not going to work, everyone ran away!"

"It's okay, this Malatang is new, everyone has never eaten it, just curious about it, after eating it, we will come back if we have a comparison."

Lin Xiaojian said in relief, his tone was unhurried and quite confident. His boss was not as anxious as Xiaohu to beat the workers.

"We just need to do our best. In the future, Beishan Night Market will become bigger and bigger, and there will be more and more challenges."

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"It's great, there are more people in this place than Dongzhuang! You've come to the right place!"

After the evening rush hour, Boss Wu Ming happily counted money.

In the evening, he sold more than 400, which is neither good nor bad, and the gross profit will be close to 300.There is no need for rent and labor to set up a stall. Except for minor losses and fixed expenses, gross profit is almost equal to net profit.

"I heard that Xiaolin Malatang can sell more than 1000 per day? This money is really easy to earn! Isn't it easy to earn over [-] a month?"

While secretly delighted, thinking of the other party's performance, he couldn't help feeling a little jealous.

"Isn't it just seafood? I'll buy a few later. I've been selling Malatang for more than ten years. How can I not be as good as a brat?"

Wu Ming thought confidently, feeling that his career was full of hope, and swept away the gloomy mood accumulated because of having to move.

The next day, he got up early to prepare the dishes. The mother-in-law asked curiously, "Is the sun coming out from the west? Why are you so active today?"

"Oh, let me tell you, I'm going to make a lot of money!"

Wu Ming snorted, his voice was loud, and he felt that his waist had never been so straight in front of his mother-in-law.

"Hoho? Just you?"

The mother-in-law retorted disdainfully: "Stop talking nonsense! It's not when I first met my partner, but when I was old, I still talked about running the train. I have heard this sentence for ten years."

"It's not that I said you, can't you just find a restaurant to work? Now the food stall chef spends six to seven thousand a month, what do you have to do to set up a stall? Can it be a serious job when you are exposed to the wind and sun every day? All day long You're scared, you're being chased around like a guerrilla, I feel bad for you."

The mother-in-law couldn't help nagging, she has a chatterbox personality, and as soon as she opened the chatterbox, she would babble endlessly.

"It's all taught by a father. Why can't my brother buy a car, a house, and join the restaurant association? Don't you want to buy Xiaojie a house in the county?"

Wu Ming silently endured his mother-in-law's nagging. It's the original sin for a man to have no money. No matter how talented you are, you can't be tough.

"Tch, what's the use of telling me, you are so capable, why were you driven to another place to set up a stall?"

"It's different this time. The market I'm in now is a treasure trove of geomantic omen. It sold more than 400 on the first day yesterday! Do you know how much another Malatang here can sell in a day?"

"How much do you sell?"

The mother-in-law was nagging her energy, when she suddenly heard Wu Ming say the number 400, her attention was immediately diverted.Having been together for more than ten years, she certainly knows what the profit margin of Malatang is.

"More than 1000! That Malatang can sell more than 1000 a day! It's also a stall! As long as I can grab 1/3 from him, it will be considered a root!"

"Scared, so many!"

Seeing Wu Ming's expression suddenly turned ferocious, the mother-in-law was startled, 1000 a day, [-] a month, conservatively estimated to earn [-]!

"Then can you find a way to drive him away? Isn't the business all yours?"

She was dazzled by this huge temptation, rolled her small eyes, and thought of a bad idea.

"No, no, the boss has a lot of background. I heard that the leaders in the town are his relatives. Last time a gangster asked him to touch porcelain at the food festival, he was handcuffed by the police and taken to the police station on the spot!
"Isn't it? He is so capable, he can still come out to set up a stall? Do you want this hard money?"

The mother-in-law put aside the phenomenon and looked at the essence, and somewhat doubted the authenticity of the story.

What happened to Xiao Lin Malatang that day, after several hands of dissemination, was continuously added to the ears of Wu Ming, it was already a legendary rumor.

At the beginning of the incident, Lin Xiaojian was indeed bullied. He felt very aggrieved and almost started fighting.But outsiders will only see the result, and the result is that Xingba was taken to the police station, and Lin Xiaojian won a great victory.No one is interested in whether justice or relationships play a leading role.

"Who knows? You watch the private visits of the emperor in micro-clothes on TV, and the rich go to work to experience life, isn't it all like this? It hurts to be idle."

"Okay, okay, then you should do business well, don't think about these crooked things, and seize this opportunity."

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After the new stall was set up, Lin Xiaojian's performance growth slowed down, and occasionally there were days of decline.He personally feels that there are more people in the night market than before. In the long run, this is a good phenomenon. More choices will bring more traffic. Whether most of them can be attracted depends on It depends on your own strength.

The bus stop at Beishan Night Market has been opened. It is said to be a stop, but it is actually a plastic sign hung on a big tree by the roadside. There is not even a pillar, which is quite simple.The bus stops in the city are all well-built, with roofs to protect them from the rain, stools to sit on, and advertising light boxes to keep out the wind.The countryside is not so particular, it is good if the driver is willing to stop.

In fact, there is a station at the foot of Beishan, only a few hundred meters away. Young people with strong legs can walk there in a few minutes.However, most of the people who take the bus in rural areas are elderly grandpas and aunts. 100 meters is too far away. It is best to stop directly beside the night market. They can bring their granddaughters and grandchildren to buy cotton candy and watch the excitement. Anyway, the bus ticket for free.

Xiaolin Malatang was the first stall in the Beishan Night Market to encounter competition from its peers, and many people paid attention to his reaction.

(End of this chapter)