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Chapter VIII The Monopoly Frying Business

"Hurry up, hurry up, boss, I'm in a hurry."

"What you want, it's going to be done right away."

Zhou Hai, who was alone, was busy not only because he had to be responsible for making vegetables, but also because he had to collect money. He just remembered it now, and his body seemed to have improved a lot, but he was not afraid of forgetting to collect money.

Busy.

This is a busy life for one person.

Although he was busy, Zhou Hai was happy because all this was money.

This is the time when money is hard to make.

Time slowly left noon and came to two or three o'clock in the afternoon. At this time, there were still customers eating wolf teeth potatoes and mao vegetables, but the number was a little worse than noon.

"Sorry, everyone, I'm sorry, there are no potatoes and vegetables now. Can you pay first? I want to go back to get the potatoes and vegetables." Looking at the guests who were eating potatoes on several tables, Zhou Hai looked at the iron bucket that had already reached the bottom, thought for a while, and then said.

"If you want it, it doesn't exist, boss."

"I pay on WeChat."

"No need to make up for it, boss."

The guests at the three tables nodded one after another, and then paid the money to Zhou Hai.

"I'm really sorry." After receiving the money, Zhou Hai smiled, took the iron bucket containing potatoes, and quickly ran to the home ten meters behind him.

When you go home, put the potatoes cut in the morning into an iron bucket, fill them up, and then go back to the stall.

There were already one table of guests at three tables. Seeing this, Zhou Hai quickly packed up his chopsticks and residue, wiped the tabletop with a rag to keep it clean.

The stalls are open from 8 am to 11 pm, and if there are guests, they may even be delayed until 12 o'clock.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to take a break, Zhou Hai was busy cleaning the surrounding stalls and replenishing the exhausted vegetables.

Although the stalls are simple, they still need to be hygienic.

In the evening, business became popular again.

There is no way, I will go out to do business on the second day of the first lunar month. As long as it is in the service industry, it will basically be prosperous and the business will be prosperous.

"Xiao Hai is really capable. Wang Laosan and the others didn't come out to set up a stall. Today, Xiao Hai is in the market and I probably earn at least 1,000 yuan." He Chun, the fruit boss who stayed in the store and was also busy for a day, said while eating.

When the son next to him heard this number, he was a little amazed: "One thousand a day, is this small stall so profitable?"

"If the business is so good every day, Xiaohai can buy a Mercedes-Benz in less than a year. Do you think you can make money?" He Chun smiled.

Although it is a Mercedes-Benz worth more than 300,000 yuan.

However, it can also be considered as entering the luxury car series.

He Chun's son rolled his eyes: "How is that possible? Wang Laosan will start working on the third day of the New Year tomorrow. He is all fried stalls, so he must separate the customers. You said he is a single market."

To be a single market means monopoly.

Today, Zhou Hai is the only one who does the fried business on Chunyuan Road. There are usually five or six families, among which Wang Laosan is the largest.

"You have to make money and study, Zhou Pingyuan's son is hard for you." He Chun looked at Zhou Hai who was busy, digging a mouthful of rice, holding a bowl, and getting up and heading into the house.

I didn't care about the evaluation of the fruit stall owner's family. After the prosperous evening of business, Zhou Hai felt mentally exhausted and breathed a breath of turbidity. After the guests gradually dissipated, he began to prepare for work at night.

I was hungry for breakfast. Although I had been busy all day, Zhou Hai still felt full of strength and seemed to be fine for three days and three nights.

The whole person is just a little tired.

"It seems that not only is my mind unforgettable, but my body has also changed. Is this situation an evolution or a sudden mutation? However, both the former and the latter need something, the inducement."

Zhou Hai was frying wolf-toothed potatoes, his eyes were deep as the sea, but his mind was running at high speed like a computer, thinking about the situation about his body: "The cause, what will be the cause? I will never forget it for no reason and my body becomes stronger. There must be one reason."

After thinking carefully, Zhou Hai still shook his head, but there was still no result.

"Boss, take away a portion of wolf-toothed potatoes, spicy flavor." The customer's voice came.

Zhou Hai nodded to the male customer and smiled: "Okay, please wait."

After the words, concentrate on your work.

Zhou Hai could not have imagined that he was doing a single market business on the second day of the first lunar month. Wang Laosan and five other companies sold fried food, but they didn’t set up a stall.

Make money.

Work hard to make money.

From 8 o'clock in the morning, Zhou Hai reached 11:30 at night. When the last customer left, he closed the stall and went home.

...

Late at night, the wind was howling outside the house, and the air seemed to become a little colder again, with fluffy snowflakes flying all over the sky.

Bright white light shines on the main hall, and the rice cooker with orange display lights is slowly coming out, and about ten kilograms of fresh potatoes are being cooked in the pot.

“1000.”

“1100.”

“1200.”

“1500.”

“2000.”

“3400.”

Zhou Hai sat upright at the table, looking at the harvest today, the table full of cash and the red banknotes mixed in it, and felt an extraordinary sense of accomplishment.

This is the labor income today.

After careful calculation, Zhou Hai finally came up with a final figure of 3,698 yuan, that is, today's turnover.

Based on an average profit of 60%, I made about 2,219 yuan today.

The number of earning 2,219 yuan a day is something Zhou Hai has never reached. The highest net profit in the past was only in just over 1,700 yuan, and it was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Usually, the net profit of the fried stall is only two or three hundred, and whether there are festivals that have a big impact on business.

"I earned enough tuition today, but the food expenses are the real big deal. Now I have to eat twenty kilograms a day, and my appetite is getting bigger and bigger. According to the most economical way to eat, the food expenses are at least 70 a day." Zhou Hai thought that he was so huge that he was comparable to a cow's appetite, and the joy of making money in his mind turned into sorrow, and his head aches.

A high school student's daily meal costs up to 70 yuan. To be honest, this number sounds like a fantasy.

It costs 70 yuan a day, but it’s not about meat, only rice, flour, and other cheapest vegetables such as potatoes.

There are 111 days left before the college entrance examination, which means that the food cost is 7,770 yuan during the period of study, and there is no calculation of the two-month rest time for the summer vacation after the college entrance examination.

God, where can I find this money?

In addition, my appetite seems to be getting bigger.

That is, you need to eat more.

"Tomorrow, Wang Lao San and his friends will set up stalls. My business will inevitably decline. After school starts, I can only set up stalls on Saturdays and Sundays. It is difficult for the fried stall business to provide me with enough funds." Zhou Hai rubbed his forehead and thought about the next plan: "How to solve the various expenses and high food expenses in the college entrance examination?"

Make money.

Must make money.
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