Rebirth 00 I earned 999 from selling lunch boxes

"It seems that today's turnover exceeding 1,000 is not a problem." He Shan was very excited. Although she was just a part-time worker, the boss was her childhood friend, and she also hoped that He Wenlin's business would flourish.

He Qian smiled and asked: "The turnover is one thousand, Linlin, can you make five hundred?"

"Sister, what are you thinking about? Earning five hundred makes me laugh out of my dreams. Now that I have an insulated truck and a freezer, my daily electricity bill is tens of dollars more. Your salary, food expenses, water rent, etc. It costs at least 300 a day, not counting the cost of raw materials, and eggs are required for breakfast, so this is really a waste of money."

He Qian listened to her parents' speculation and now she didn't believe what He Wenlin said at all. She said, "Linlin, did you lie to me? One thousand yuan a day and you still can't make any money? I don't believe it. You didn't make five hundred." , there must be three hundred, we have such a good relationship, and you don’t even tell the truth.”

He Wenlin didn't like He Qian's inquiring, because she had no sense of boundaries.

"First of all, I am in business, not charity, nor do I have enough time to eat. I work very hard every day. I work so hard and put so much energy into it, so I should make money. Sissi, you say so. Isn’t that true?”

He Qian: "That's just making money."

"It's okay to make money. She invested so much money." Lin Fei said, "Why do you like to inquire and check the household registration so much?"

He Qian was scolded and shut up, feeling a little unhappy. I also believe in my parents’ words more and more: He Wenlin must have made money!

He Wenlin said: "It's getting late. You guys can go take a nap after eating some popsicles. We'll start work on time at 2:30 in the afternoon. I'll go out for a while."

Now the money in He Wenlin's hands has exceeded 2,000.

This era is quite chaotic.

Especially since they lived in a chaotic countryside where everyone was there. After being robbed once, He Wenlin became more vigilant. She would not keep too much cash on her body.

He Wenlin rode to the bank and deposited one thousand eighty-eight dollars into the card.

I also kept 560 yuan in change on me for change and shopping.

He Wenlin rode to the College of Arts and Sciences, where she found an advertising company and customized six red banners for seventy-five yuan. She agreed to pick them up at 8:30 tomorrow morning.

On her way back, she passed by the vegetable market and He Wenlin bought a chicken and sixteen pounds of mushrooms for forty-seven yuan.

He Wenlin bought the chicken to make braised chicken, which He Wenlin promised He Shan.

It was just half past two when we got back to the store.

The friends got up from their nap and got ready to work.

The dishes this afternoon are stir-fried bean sprouts, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and eggplant with minced meat.

These dishes don’t require too much preparation, mainly because all the bean sprouts have been washed in the morning.

He Wenlin asked Lin Fei to cut the eggplant and demonstrated to him how to cut the eggplant into pieces. The cut eggplant should be soaked in water in a basin.

He Qian is responsible for washing and cutting ginger, garlic and pepper, and He Shan is responsible for peeling tomatoes.

Because they have braised chicken tonight, the eggplants and tomatoes I bought this morning are not used up.

The eggplants and tomatoes each weighed five or six pounds.

Fortunately it didn't rain in the afternoon.

There is no overtime work at He Dad and He Mama's factory today, so he has to get off work at six o'clock. Many of the customers who ordered box lunches and fried noodles from He Wenlin are from He Dad and He Mama's factory, so He Wenlin's cooking time has been slightly delayed.

Just make sure that at 5:20, all the lunch boxes from the stalls will be ready.

At 17:25, He Qian and Lin Fei went out with thirty-five boxes of lunch, six portions of fried rice, and eight portions of fried noodles.

He Shan still went out with a receipt book and pen. Her task was to make reservations.

The dishes that other customers have ordered have not been packed yet, and the dishes have already been fried. Only a dozen boxes of fried noodles are missing, but they will definitely be ready before six o'clock.

Because the Bossi Garment Factory got off work late, at 5:40 today, the crowd of food pick-ups had not yet arrived. Compared with the previous few days, the store was obviously deserted.

At six o'clock, He Qian and others came back.

"Linlin, I bought a box of my opponent's egg fried rice." He Shan handed the egg fried rice to He Wenlin.

He Wenlin opened it and saw, oh, Yangzhou fried rice.

He Wenlin took a few bites and found that it tasted pretty good. This person was much better at cooking than the local person who sold box lunches before, and she should know that selling box lunches could not sell herself, so she only sold Yangzhou fried rice. She was very good.

It is estimated that business will not be bad in the future.

"You guys should try it too, especially Lin Fei. You, the cook, should try it even more."

He Wenlin put down her chopsticks and handed him the fried rice.

"It doesn't taste as good as ours."

In Lin Fei's eyes, what they have here is good, very good, very good, and the best!

"It doesn't taste bad. This person's business will not be bad in the future. In the next few days, you three will go out, try to make as many reservations as possible, and attract customers to the store. We can reduce the amount of stalls we set up."

"Boss, please have two portions of fried rice noodles."

"I want three-cent fried noodles to be packed."

There were customers in the store, and He Wenlin and Lin Fei hurried back to the stove.

At this time, the army of food takers also came one after another.

Others served meals, took reservations, wrote receipts, collected money, and changed money. They all performed their duties and were busy in an orderly manner.