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"Ezi, if we go to set up a stall, hire a chef, you wash the dishes, you should still be able to make money, if the business can, it should be no problem to earn two or three yuan a day." Xu Damao said in total.

Lou Xiao'e couldn't help but roll her eyes: "You just dream, it's really easy to make money by setting up a stall, so many chefs with good skills, they have long come out to set up a stall, and it will be your turn." "

"Oh, you don't understand this, Wang Feng's stall mode is the first, he relies on the flow of people in the rolling mill, the first to eat crabs, if we hurry up and do it, we can also drink some soup."

If it's night, it's definitely no drama. "

I have to say that Xu Damao plays movies everywhere, is well-informed, and can see at a glance the most critical ~ factor for Wang Feng to make money.

Lou Xiao'e thought about it with some sudden understanding, frowned and said: "Even if we can make money, let's set up a stall now, aren't we robbing business with Wang Feng?" Somewhat - not kind. "

Xu Damao said with a straight face: "What do you call us to grab business?" Fair competition, customers will buy whoever they like, you say this, to Wang Feng, are you still my wife-? "

Seeing that he was a little anxious, Lou Xiao'e didn't want to quarrel, and said: "If you want to set up a stall, you can set it up, I don't care, wash the dishes and cook, you can find a way to solve it yourself." "

"No problem, as long as you agree to me setting up a stall, I'll go to the chef and find a dishwasher."

The next day, Xu Damao asked people he knew who knew the idle chef.

As a result, after asking, there are a few people who know the chef, but the chef is either in the hotel or in the guest house.

It's all good paying jobs.

It is obviously impossible to go out and set up a stall.

Xu Damao was anxious, after work, he did not go home, and asked friends in the society about the chef.

In the end, the chef did not find it, and found a helper chef, named Liu Hao.

As a result, Xu Damao asked people out to explain the content of the work.

Liu Hao is still not very willing to do it.

"Comrade Xu, stir-fry cauldron, I don't have a problem, but I feel that I can't do anything with you."

"Don't worry, I won't lose you, as long as I can make money." Xu Damao typed the empty check with a smile.

Liu Hao is not a fool, he said seriously: "What I'm worried about is that you can't make money, and if you don't work for a month, I will go and look for a job again." "

"Hey, don't say demoralizing words, this hasn't even started, you thought of running, did you talk like that?" Xu Damao said angrily.

"Brother Xu, don't be angry, I'm just like this, think of what to say." Liu Hao knew that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly compensated it.

After all, Xu Damao is tall and big, and Liu Hao does not know that he is a soft-footed shrimp, and he is worried that he will be beaten if he is unhappy.

Seeing that he was soft, Xu Damao said with full confidence: "I tell you, the opportunity is in front of you, if you hesitate, when I find someone to make money, it will be too late for you to regret it."

Give you twenty-five a month, do not dry pull down. "

Although he couldn't find anyone, Xu Damao didn't want to beg Liu Hao, so he directly made his attitude clear.

The salary given is already equivalent to that of a junior chef, Liu Hao is just a helper, he is very excited about this salary, hesitates again and again, and decides to gamble.

"Brother Xu, I did it with you."

Later, Xu Damao went to the dishwasher again.

Wang Feng's way of inviting Aunt San gave him inspiration.

For fifteen yuan a month, he hired a cleaner who swept the streets and washed dishes part-time every day.

Then, Xu Damao went to the vegetable market to check the price of ingredients and estimate the profit.

After turning around, he found that if he followed Wang Feng's model, because he hired someone, the cost of an extra piece of three per day would be at least fifty servings to preserve the capital.

Thinking that Wang Feng sold two or three hundred copies a day, Xu Damao felt that selling fifty copies a day was not a big problem.

This business can be done.

Immediately go home and tell Lou Xiao'e the good news.

The next day, I took a special leave to buy insulation buckets and other stall tools.

And Wang Feng's business continued to be booming, and he was ready to increase the number of dishes again, from three hundred to four hundred every day.

And he also encountered a bottleneck, with the conditions at home, the time of the morning to stir-fry 400 dishes reached the limit. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

This is already thanks to the fact that automated work cards do things faster than humans, without wasting a second.

Change to a chef and reach a maximum of 300 servings a day.

Wang Feng estimates that after a while, sales can usher in explosive growth.

After all, there are tens of thousands of people in rolling mills.

The dishes he makes are better than those in the cafeteria, and he can eat two or three pieces of meat and receive a soup for free.

As long as the reputation is maintained, the fame is getting bigger and bigger, and the more it spreads, more workers will definitely come to admire it.

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"It's time to add another stove, add a pot, and consume an extra automation work card." Wang Feng made new arrangements.

Not long after, Xu Damao returned from outside the courtyard, and his bicycle was full of lunch boxes, pots and pans.

As soon as the third aunt inquired, it turned out that Xu Damao was also ready to set up a stall.

Although she couldn't see it, she also felt the crisis for Wang Feng.

Hurriedly went to the middle courtyard and knocked on Wang Feng's door.

When Wang Feng learned about this, he was not surprised at all.

There were many clever people in the courtyard, and he had expected that someone would follow suit.

For Xu Damao's stall, Wang Feng couldn't help but laugh.

Stalls don't look good, but it's not an easy task if you rely on manpower alone.

First of all, equipment and tools were a problem, Xu Damao did not have a motorcycle, could not use livestock to pull a cart, and could only rely on manpower to push food outside the rolling mill.

It seems like a few miles, but it takes time and effort.

Secondly, the insulation of meals is a problem, even if Xu Damao buys the best insulation bucket, it is not comparable to the products exchanged by Wang Feng.

The heat preservation effect is not good, how to sell the meal when it becomes cold?

The last and most crucial part is the taste of the dish.

Where to find a senior chef who is better than silly pillar cooking?

Relying on this alone, Wang Feng was invincible.

Not to mention Xu Damao, even if he was a special chef, Wang Feng didn't take it seriously at all.

Redeem it casually in the points mall, what is a special chef?

Willing to spend points, the state banquet chef can also come up with it, and even the cooking skills of the halberd spirit can be used.

It's just not there.

Setting up a stall doesn't require such strong cooking skills.

A senior chef is enough.

When there are more points in the future, Wang Feng plans to spend a lot of money to exchange the cooking skills of the Chinese Little Master and the Spirit of the Halberd to cook for himself, and taste the food that will shine and make the woman's clothes shatter.

How delicious is it?

With a huge number of points in hand, the answer can naturally be revealed.

Thinking of the food, Wang Feng felt hungry, took a pound of sauce donkey meat from the carry-on space, poured a cup of No. 009 Wuliangye with a later auction price of 880,000 yuan exchanged from the points mall, just poured it into the cup, and the aroma of wine filled the room with fragrant.

Wang Feng took a sip, his face was full of intoxication, this is how many days should be lived if you have money.