90s Little Struggle

Chapter 102 Supply
Xiao Fang reported the number again: "This time it is 530!"

Not only was there no loss, but it was four yuan more than last time.

Although Xiao Hong had thought about the profit in her heart and knew that it would not be less, even she was moved when the money was obtained.

She felt that she was a little hypocritical before, so she shouldn't dislike the smell of oily smoke and be reluctant to do fried chicken business.

If she can earn 500 yuan a day, she can ignore the smell of oily smoke. If she can't, she can buy another house to live in with the money she earns from a busy month.

Zhao Lao Si grinned from ear to ear: "I never thought that the profit of fried chicken would be so high! Next year we will be ten thousand yuan households."

Xiao Hong had agreed with them earlier that she would share half of the income from fried chicken, but she would not want the income from braised chicken in the future.

Xiao Hong was also daydreaming about making money every day, but when he heard his words, he suddenly woke up. The requirements for ten thousand yuan households are too low, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared: "That's just Maori, 190 five catties for thirty live chickens, that’s 190 five yuan.”

"Including sweet potato flour, flour, seasoning, etc., it will cost about 20 yuan."

"Fortunately, although our rapeseed oil is depleted, we can continue to use it tomorrow, otherwise the cost will be more."

"It's all from my own family, doesn't it count as salary?"

"But the summer vacation is not long. When we go to school and my mother is about to give birth, at least two people are invited to help at home."

What's more, they still share equally, and their own savings income is only a few hundred yuan.

Furthermore, she knew in her heart that if fried chicken started to be sold here, someone would definitely follow suit.

At that time, it will no longer be an exclusive business. Even if the fried chicken they make tastes a bit worse, as long as the price is cheaper than their own, they will definitely share some customers.

Zhao Laosi was still full of joy when he heard it, and his voice was a little trembling: "This is almost a half-and-half profit. Even if we are half and half, it will be about a hundred yuan. We will catch up with others this day." That's a month's salary!"

Anyway, in a year's time, even if he was dreaming, he didn't dare to think so.

Wu Julan was also smiling, but she did not forget to tell everyone: "You must not show off when you are outside, and your wealth will not be revealed."

And plan ahead: "The Su family is jealous of our good business, so they follow us to sell lo-mei. If they see that our fried chicken business is good, they will sell fried chicken to grab business in all likelihood?"

Zhao Laosi comforted her: "We Hong's craftsmanship is good. Even if they want to follow suit, they won't be able to learn it for a while. Besides, this business can only be sold after the new year. After the first month, who is willing to buy it every day?" Such an expensive chicken?"

Anyway, if it were him, he would definitely be reluctant to buy fried chicken. For three yuan and five catties, he could buy two catties of pork.

Add more and he could buy a chicken.

"Uncle, when people learn it, can we change to new tricks?" Xiao Hong regretted it after she finished speaking. She really didn't want to be in the catering business, and the smell of burning oil was heavy.

So I retreated first: "Don't worry, let me think slowly."

Anyway, never say anything about kebabs and grilled chicken legs.

It's better to wait until I go to college and taste these barbecues outside, and then mention them?

Earlier, she went to the city to buy a tape recorder, new clothes, etc., and spent a lot of money. Now there is only 200 yuan in her passbook.

I hope that in the first half of next year, I can collect enough 1 yuan, so that I can buy a house in the provincial capital.

At this time, Xiao Hong was thinking about going to university and opening a store in the provincial capital. She never thought that she would return to Houzhai Town in the future.

After all, the clothing industry is easier to gain a foothold in a prosperous place like the provincial capital.

Xiao Fang said from the side: "If the shop recruits people, I think Feifei is suitable. It just so happens that she won't go to the factory. Today I saw that she is not restrained when facing customers, and she has a bright eye. What do you think?"

Recruiting people is not easy.

Especially their new fried chicken, if they invite someone rashly, they are afraid that they will secretly stare at their recipe.

And people who are not familiar with each other have to be scruples when getting along.

But my aunt's family doesn't want to do business, and they still want to raise chickens, so don't be afraid that they will follow suit and sell fried chicken, and compete with their own family.

As for Zhao Feifei, she used to be a bit competitive, but she is lively and not introverted.

Yesterday afternoon, the eldest aunt wanted to take her home, but Zhao Feifei said that Xiao Hong saved her, and she had no other skills, so she was willing to stay and help with the work, so that they could study with peace of mind.

Regardless of whether it was her sincere words or not, the Xiao family sisters appreciated it.

Xiao Hong also has no objection: "Then ask her later, if she is willing, let's talk about the ugly first, and tell her the rules of the store first, if she is willing to stay, then give her a hundred and twenty one monthly salary."

Wu Julan murmured distressedly: "So much? She only earns a hundred yuan a month in the factory?"

"Our work here is not easy, the oily smoke is heavy, and it will be hotter in summer." Xiao Hong advised her: "Besides, she is a junior, you can shout out, Mom."

If I invite grandma to come, would my mother have the nerve to ask my mother-in-law to help serve tea and water, and even wash and change clothes?

Of course Zhao Laosi was willing to take care of his niece, but he was too embarrassed to ask. Now that his two daughters are willing, he just pushed the boat along: "You are thoughtful, I will listen to you."

They went downstairs to discuss the matter with Zhao Feifei.

Zhao Feifei nodded happily after hearing this: "I am willing, I promise I will keep my mouth shut, even if my mother asks me the recipe for fried chicken, I will not say anything."

Even though Wu Julan felt that it was a bit of a loss to invite her in her heart, she still had a smile on her face: "Then I will give you a salary of one hundred and twenty months, eat three meals a day with us, and have two days off every month. Well, I'll give you a raise."

After speaking, I couldn't help but feel a pain in my flesh.

"Are you really giving me so much?" Zhao Feifei jumped up excitedly: "It's higher than the wages of working in my factory. Now my mother can't catch me raising chickens."

Zhao Laosi smiled cheerfully: "Then you are at home, I will go to Lao Li and ask him to help deliver the chicken."

Fortunately, he was originally worried that these thirty chickens would take several days to sell, but now he has started to worry. The two chicken farms add up to only five hundred chickens, and he is afraid that the supply will not be enough.

He still has to inquire more about it and find a bigger farm.

Their business here is good, and the Su family's braised meat has been affected.

Nowadays, few people will buy braised chicken after buying fried chicken extravagantly.

Therefore, only one-third of the lo mei prepared by them was sold.

After lunch, Mrs. Su counted the money, and she only got over 300 points, she panicked: "No, I have to go to Zhao's house to have a look."

You know, they earned more than 800 yuan at this time yesterday. Although they made small profits but sold more, they could still get a hundred yuan.

(End of this chapter)