The Era of Hard Work

  Chapter 107 Lu's Mala Tang (please subscribe)

   After coming out of the credit department of ICBC, Lv Dong was in a good mood. Lv Chun and Lv Jianguo prepared various certificates in advance. The procedures at the bank were very smooth, and they just waited for the loan to be approved.

   Lu Dong was refreshed, but Lu Chun frowned.

   "What's wrong?" Lu Dong asked.

   Lv Chun sighed deeply: "I am saddened with debts on my back."

   Lu Dong said with relief: "Brother, you have to pay 50% of the down payment to get a loan of 30,000 yuan, or should you pay it off in 20 years, how much will you pay in a month? I don't have to worry about paying more than 800 yuan this month."

   He came up with a blind idea: "You will live in the police station and eat at the police station in the future, and it won't cost you a lot of money."

   "I think so too." Lu Chun shook his head: "But I'm spending a lot of money."

  Lu Dong nodded: "I understand, men spend more money when it comes to dating."

   This point, presumably Du Xiaobing can prove that Lao Du spends money like flowing water in pursuit of true love.

   After all the procedures are completed, just wait for the bank to get the loan, the store is basically in hand, and the plan to open the store is completed.

  As for branches and the like, it is a long-term goal.

   At the same time, Lu Dong’s deposit was reduced to 5,000 yuan.

  The store will not be delivered until next spring. Like the residential building, the delivery is a pure rough house.

  If you want to open a store, you need to decorate it, you need to equip tables and chairs, and you need liquidity. For long-term consideration, it is best to install air conditioners.

   These all require money.

   The store sold this time is the first phase, and there are two phases in the future.

  Society is changing, most of the time, plans and ideals are often inseparable from the support of money.

   Today, braised pork biscuits have become famous in the university town, and the daily income is very stable. In the morning, noon and evening, the daily sales are stable at 480 to 500, and the sales are basically around 800.

   But sales of daily necessities are declining, and profits are also declining.

  West Market is there, as long as you have the heart and the money, you can always find a way to buy goods.

   Next, Lv Dong is going to serve Mala Tang. Currently, no one in the university town is doing it.

   And if you can lay a certain foundation, opening a store in the future can also develop towards an advanced version of Mala Tang.

  Great Chinese cuisine, everything can be roasted, everything can be hot, and everything can be rinsed.

   As for the copycat fried chicken restaurant, he has not ruled it out. He is familiar with it, and everything can be fried.

  The next day after going through the bank formalities, after the morning work, I heard the drums beating in the east again. Lu Dong went over to chat with Seventh Uncle while he was resting, mainly to talk about helping to refit a new car.

   As long as there are materials, it is not difficult for Uncle Seven.

   In the middle of the morning, Lv Dong took the CMB to Quannan, and first took the bus to the famous East Shida Street.

   This narrow road is located on the east side of the old school of Normal University. It is also a famous street for snacks and groceries in the whole of Quannan.

  Fried chicken, steamed buns, skewers, sesame cakes, oden, malatang and pancake fruit, etc., you can find everything here.

   Even the rare potato flour in Quannan is sold.

   There are five or six on the street selling Mala Tang.

When it was almost noon, Lu Dong found a place to take a closer look. In front of the two Mala Tang stalls nearby, students were quickly crowded. There was an open store with a small curtain of more than ten square meters. Three tables, tables change quickly.

  Students who have no place to eat stand with a rectangular iron plate covered with a plastic bag.

   The used iron plate is just like Zhao Juanjuan's porcelain bowl for tofu brains, throw away the old plastic bag and put on a new one to continue.

   Those who can eat these roadside snacks will not be too particular about it.

  Lü Dong observed carefully, and roughly estimated that in the two hours from 11:30 to 1:30, the three families did not break any people, and there were at least four or five, mainly students and young people.

   In addition, some people took it away.

  Skewered off the skewers, put them in bags, and probably brought them back to eat as a dish.

  Five or six of them sell, and the business is very good, even good is not enough to describe, it can be called hot.

   Not only Mala Tang, most of the businesses selling snacks on this street are good.

  This street has a lot of traffic. It can be said to be a mature business district, which is incomparable to the small market in the university town.

   But one thing, the competition in the university town is small, like here, there is no single family for any snack.

   After 1:30, the flow of people became less and less, and Lu Dong saw that a Mala Tang stall was free and walked over.

   "Do you want to eat?" The boss said in Quannan, and handed over a tray with a plastic bag: "Choose whatever you want."

   Lu Dong took it and Yiquanpu asked, "Boss, how do you sell it?"

   The boss said with a smile: "1 yuan 5 strings."

  Lu Dong chose something from the slightly spicy soup plate, and said casually: "I have a home near my high school, and they sell 8 skewers for 1 yuan."

   "Are you a freshman?" The boss is not busy, and is willing to chat with people: "Is it from a small place? Not to mention the consumption of the two places, the difference in booth fees alone is big."

  Lu Dong chose a few strings of typical synthetic products such as sweet and not spicy, fish tofu, meatballs, etc., and nodded in agreement: "Yes."

   "Brush the sauce yourself." The boss pointed to two stainless steel tanks.

   One is sesame paste with water and boiled, and the other is chili oil.

   Lu Dong had eaten a lot of Mala Tang, but when he noticed it, it was already about fifty cents. A guy from the south said that they never used sesame sauce there.

   It seems that there is a big difference in the hot pot dipping ingredients on the north and south sides.

   As a northerner, just like eating hot pot without sesame sauce for dipping is awkward, Lu Dong is also used to brushing sesame sauce.

   Eat a bunch of sweet and not spicy, although I know it is junk food, but after the oil soup is cooked, it tastes very fragrant.

   Lu Dong deliberately approached the boss: "Boss, your home tastes authentic and delicious! Let's cook two more vegetables, fungus, kohlrabi, and enoki mushrooms."

  The boss naturally likes to listen to good words and boast about himself. In fact, it is equivalent to publicity in disguise: "I have worked here for three years, and no one who has eaten said anything."

  Lu Dong nodded while eating: "Go back and bring the dormitory people to eat together." He followed the boss's words and asked: "After working for three years, I must have made a lot of money."

   "Small business." The boss waved his hand.

  Lu Dong is like a curious freshman: "How much can you earn from this string?"

   The boss gave him a look and didn't answer.

   "I was just curious to ask." Lu Dong said casually: "I am a student, can I grab business with you?"

   College students are very popular these days. Of course, the boss will not think that Lu Dong is stealing business, but he still has reservations: "Half and half, in fact, it's hard money."

  Lu Dong picked up the cooked vegetables and brushed the sauce: "People say that it is better to sell tea eggs than to study missiles. Boss, you are too modest. Why do you have to earn fifty or sixty yuan a day?"

   The boss smiled, thinking that the college student was ignorant, so he couldn't help showing off a little: "I just do lunch and evening. I don't dare to say that there is too much water in a day. There are four or five hundred."

   He couldn't help shaking his head: "The cost here is also high, the booth fee, the management fee, the sanitation fee, the mess adds up, and the cost is not low."

  Lu Dong silently kept it in his heart, it seems that many people with certain assets walked out on this street later.

   Not to mention being rich and noble, living in Quannan is also prosperous.

   After paying for the food, Lu Dong went to a Mala Tang stall in the distance to buy things and chat for a while, and heard a lot of first-hand news.

   The price here is basically one yuan for five strings, but the items on one string are much larger than before.

   For example, meatballs and sweet and spicy, they are obviously one size bigger than six or seven years later.

   These things are very cheap to mass produce.

  Lu Dong then went to Shilibao Market and found a wholesale store that he had visited before. Just like Tang Wei's jewelry discussion package, the finished Mala Tang products here are also wholesaled by package.

  The small bag is 2 yuan, the middle bag is 5 yuan, and there is a large bag of 10 yuan.

  Really counted, the cost of each string is only five or six cents.

   This is a relatively reliable product.

   Those who are the cheapest, Lu Dong specifically asked, according to the wholesale boss, one yuan of meatballs, mass-produced in the workshop, the worst kind of cost is more than 10 cents.

   Cheng Lifeng's lesson is right in front of him. Lu Dong also has a bottom line as a person.

   Of course, it’s impossible to expect these roadside snacks to be very elaborate.

   Lu Dong can guarantee that if he does, he will strictly control the purchase, and the soup will not be used indiscriminately.

   Malatang is good or not, the soup is very important.

Lu Dong bought some raw materials, and went back a little earlier that night. He and Hu Chunlan combined some homemade marinade in the old house to make soup, and then brought the street Nails, Lu Kun and Lu Lanlan and other children who were not younger than their first year. Do some tastings to find the one that works best for you.

  The students of the university town are mainly Taidong and surrounding provinces, and the taste is not very different from here.

It is still hot these few days, and the finished Mala Tang is not easy to store. Lu Dong is not in a hurry. In addition to continuing to do business during the day, he takes time to hire Hongxing to go to Quannan to purchase materials and send them to the construction site together with the ordered trailer. Uncle and apprentice helped to remodel.

  Hu Chunlan was not idle either. In addition to continuing to experiment with the soup, she also went to Songjia Village to order a second-hand Jialing car. The car was refitted with a trailer hook. It was originally used to pull scrap iron, and it was about 7 years old.

  This old-fashioned motorcycle is quite built. It cost 200 yuan to buy it back, and it will run for two years without any problem.

   Later, many old Jialings did not ride badly, but were put down.

   Like Diao Juan who sells fish, most of the rural women who go to the fields ride drag motorcycles and play.

During the    period, Lv Dong went to the West Market again. In addition to the few daily necessities, he also bought some Mala Tang accessories such as folding tables, iron trays and small horses, and came back to make final preparations for this transaction.

   After trying it for four or five days in a row, Lu Dong invited many neighbors to try it, and found a few flavors with the highest acceptance.

  Lv Dong and Hu Chunlan made the soup with brine, broth, chili and a small amount of lard. There are also three kinds of sauces, ordinary water and boiled sesame sauce, homemade marinade sauce and hot sauce.

  Lu Dong also made a brand new signboard, which was hung on the refitted bucket, with gold characters on a red background - Lu's Mala Tang!

   Even with the braised pork biscuits, the signboard has been changed, and it is still written - Qingzhao specialty snacks, inheriting a century-old flavor.

   is written as - Lu's Braised Pork Biscuits!

   When he saw Lv Jianwu after he was busy, Lv Dong planned to let Lv Jianwu help register the trademark in order to prepare for the future opening of the store.

   In late October, when the weather became stable and cool, Lv Dong purchased in large quantities and officially launched a new Mala Tang business.

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