90s Little Struggle

To be honest, Xiao Hong didn't even think that she, who wanted to open a clothing store, ended up opening a lo-mei store.

And the business is not bad?
She can only comfort herself, people depend on food.

Earn money first as the start-up capital for opening a clothing store in the future.

The sisters began to prepare various ingredients for tomorrow.

Clean the bean sprouts and string beans, fry the pickled vegetables, and cut the remaining five or six catties of pork head into thin slices.

Today they all marinated six pig heads, and only a few of them were sold, and now the temperature is only over ten degrees in the morning and evening, although it doesn't matter if the braised meat is sold overnight.

But if they want to sell their glutinous rice well, they can only rely on the rich side dishes to attract customers.

The kelp should also be cut into shreds, and then fried with oil and chili after blanching.

The two sisters cleaned up in the same way. Zhao Yancan woke up halfway and found himself alone in the room. He burst into tears. One of the two sisters changed his diaper, the other made milk powder for him, and then put the younger brother on the mattress. into the bamboo basket wrapped in a small quilt, listening to his babbling voice and continuing to work.

After finishing their work, the mother and the others hadn't come back yet. After soaking the rice, the sisters locked the doors and windows and went back to the place where they lived.

Wu Julan and the others returned home with big and small bags at 10:30. They all felt that their eyes had been opened today. They were afraid of waking up the neighbors, so they didn't dare to say anything. Everyone washed their hands lightly. asleep.

On the second day, Xiao Hong heard the sound of the alarm clock in a daze. She simply buried her head in the quilt and refused to listen.

Xiao Fang turned off the alarm clock and got up quietly. Seeing that Xiao Hong, Zhao Feifei and Yanyan were still soundly asleep, she hesitated for a while, but still didn't call them, and quietly went out to wash up by herself.

After she opened the door, it was still dark outside, and the kitchen was already dimly lit. She saw that grandma, aunt, and mother had all gotten up in the kitchen.

Wu Julan yawned: "You're up too, you can come over to eat egg noodles."

Xiao Fang responded in a low voice: "Okay, let my sister and the others sleep a little longer? Anyway, my sister told me all about it."

"That's fine," Wu Julan went to serve the noodles, "Anyway, it takes an hour to steam the glutinous rice, so it doesn't matter if she gets up late."

Steaming glutinous rice is the specialty of my aunt and grandma Zhao.

Now that the new year is getting better, everyone will make some rice cakes before the New Year. First, the glutinous rice and japonica rice must be machined into ingredients, and then steamed thoroughly to make rice cakes.

Xiao Fang followed them and listened to them teach him how to steam the rice.

Besides, Xiao Hong fell asleep again, and it was already dawn when he woke up.

Looking at his watch again, it was ten past seven, and he could only look enviously at Feifei and Yanyan who were still soundly asleep, and quietly got up by himself.

She didn't wake them up either, she went to the bathroom, brushed her teeth and washed her face, then hurried to the shop with a bag containing money on her back.

Both bicycles were ridden away by them, and it was almost eight o'clock when Xiao Hong walked into the store.

Seeing that there were only seven or eight people in the store waiting to buy glutinous rice, she had a bad thought: Could it be that the breakfast business is not so good?
Xiao Fang was very happy to see her smile: "Sister, you are here, we don't have enough fried dough sticks, you took the money from the drawer, and went to the store next door to buy another [-] fried dough sticks?"

Xiao Hong responded immediately.

They wrote yesterday that they will serve a special breakfast, sticky rice wrapped with fried dough sticks, and they can add meat and vegetables.

Many people here are more used to eating fried dough sticks and soy milk buns in the morning, but when they saw that there are fried dough sticks and meat in the glutinous rice, many people changed their minds and decided to buy rice balls for breakfast.

Sweet glutinous rice is cheap, whether you add brown sugar or white sugar, it only costs three cents.

But glutinous rice with fried dough sticks and a piece of pork head costs [-] cents.

Of course, you can also add various side dishes according to your own taste.

They prepare a lot of free side dishes, pickled mustard, radish strips, sauerkraut, bean sprouts, kelp, and chopped beans.

For extra money, you can also add fried eggs and sausage.

Anyway, Xiao Hong came late, and the fried eggs and sausages had already been used up.

After all the guests had left, Xiao Fang excitedly said to Xiao Hong: "The four buckets of glutinous rice in the morning are almost sold out, and one bucket of glutinous rice can make about a hundred glutinous rice balls."

Xiao Hong also pinched a brown sugar glutinous rice to eat, and let her start to settle accounts by the way.

The total cost is 170 yuan, excluding two bags of glutinous rice, it costs 40 yuan, and the fried dough sticks are bought from the store next door.

They sold it for 32 cents a piece, and they gave them [-] cents a piece, which cost [-] yuan.

Another fried egg and sausage also cost 16 yuan.

Except for the pork head meat, other kinds of side dishes are not expensive, they are all a few cents a catty, at most five yuan.

That cost is almost 93 yuan.

In other words, you can earn almost 83 yuan.

After Xiao Fang finished the calculation, she was full of confidence: "I didn't expect this humble business to earn so much."

Xiao Hong saw that he and his sister were the only ones in front of the counter, so he whispered: "If you can't make money, why would people be willing to do breakfast business?"

"You're right." Xiao Fang began to worry about manpower: "We still have to recruit people. Now it's grandma and the others who are helping. When they leave, only Aunt Six and Aunt Lou will be too busy."

"I'll ask Aunt Six later." Xiao Hong also thought about it: "It's best to find people nearby. Let's give them the key to the back door and let them come here every morning to steam glutinous rice."

Xiao Fang regretted: "This will cost me two more wages."

"Anyway, I can still make money." Xiao Hong stretched out her hand and tapped her forehead: "Don't get caught in the eyes of money, I still want to open a branch next year if the business is good?"

Relatively speaking, opening a braised stew restaurant requires less investment, but the income is good.

She vaguely remembered that in her dream, five years later, the house price would double, several times, or dozens of times.

She wants to work hard to earn more money for the shop, preferably to buy a piece of land, build a house in the future, and then she can be a renter.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if the place is remote, the provincial capital will develop greatly in the future, no matter where it is, it will be lively and prosperous.

At this time, Sun Mingzhu and his son and daughter came in.

Xiao Mengqiu sniffed: "It's so fragrant, it's the smell of glutinous rice."

"Auntie, you are here, please sit down." Xiao Fang greeted them, and went to the back to call someone: "I'll call Mom over here."

Now they are all repairing chickens, ducks and pig heads in the backyard, ready to start making lo mei and stews.

Sun Mingzhu put the bag she brought on the table, looked around, and was a little shocked: "Your house is not bad, it's big enough, and the decoration is also stylish."

Fortunately, she was still a little reluctant to let her son work in the store at first, thinking that it was impossible to make a lot of money in a small store, and it was not nice to talk about working here.