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416、Jia Dongxu Wants To Open A Noodle Shop

The time came to the afternoon.

It was about two o'clock.

Jia Dongxu climbed out of the sewer after finishing his work.

Then changed into a suit and went home.

Jia Dongxu returned home.

I don't plan to go to the clothing store today. Jia Dongxu wants to take a good rest for half a day and adjust his mentality.

Jia Dongxu returned home.

When Jia Zhang saw Jia Dongxu came back, he said, "Dongxu, you must be tired. I'll make you some noodles."

"Well, thank you, mother," Jia Dongxu said warmly in his heart.

Sometimes, a friend in adversity sees the truth, although usually Jia Zhang always scolds Jia Dongxu as a waste, but no matter what, Jia Dongxu is also Jia Zhang's son, the only son.

Sometimes others bully Jia Dongxu, but Jia Zhang will definitely help Jia Dongxu without saying anything.

Then Jia Zhang made noodles for Jia Dongxu.

"Eat slowly, I went grocery shopping," said Jia Zhang.

"Well, be careful on the road," Jia Dongxu nodded.

Jia Zhang picked up the vegetable basket and walked out of the house.

Mrs. Jia Zhang walked outside the courtyard alley, took a bus, and came to the vegetable market.

Mrs. Jia Zhang bought vegetables, some cabbage, potatoes, and flour.

Jia Zhang came to the stall selling chicken and duck again.

Jia Zhang glanced at the chicken and asked, "How much is it per catty?"

"Eight cents a catty," said the boss.

"Okay, weigh this rooster for me, and I'll buy it back for my son's body," said Jia Zhang.

Then we weighed it, two and a half catties.

"Two and a half catties, give me two yuan," said the boss.

At this moment, Mrs. Jia Zhang touched the chicken's throat, and the lower part of the throat was swollen.

"How much food have you fed? It must be worth two taels! Less than two cents!" Jia Zhang bargained.

"Um"

 …

Two people bargain with each other.

The last one nine won, a dime cheaper.

Jia Zhang took the chicken and wanted to go home.

Mrs. Jia Zhang walked out of the vegetable market.

At this moment, an advertiser stopped Jia Shi.

"My sister, go to our noodle shop to eat vermicelli! Southern vermicelli! It's delicious," said the advertiser.

"Call me sister? I can be your grandma now," Jia Zhang said with a smile, but she was very happy in her heart.

"Is it expensive? Let's try it," Jia Zhang asked.

"It's not expensive! It's the same price as vermicelli in our city!"

"good,"

Then he followed the advertiser and came to the front of the powder shop.

Jia Zhang looked up and looked at the store.

Hunan vermicelli shop.

In fact, this is not a rare shop, it has always been there before, but Jia Zhang has never been there.

There were few such stores in West Kowloon City before.

Now it's starting to increase.

Then Jia Zhang walked into the shop.

Jia Zhang discovered that the guests were all full.

It seems that in this store, the vermicelli is delicious.

Jia Zhang ordered a bowl of lean meat vermicelli.

The price is three cents a bowl.

The waiter brought the vermicelli to Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang discovered that rapeseed oil was used for this noodle soup.

Jia Zhang tasted it carefully and found that it was really good.

I’m tired of Zhajiangmen stick noodles, etc. “It’s good to have a change once in a while.

"Wait? A change?" Jia Zhang suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

If I make this Hunan vermicelli delicious, let Jia Dongxu open a noodle shop, and many customers will come to try it out. If they think it is delicious, won’t there be repeat customers? It’s really not possible, and it’s okay to sell local fried noodles or something , at least capital preservation.

"Wait a minute, I'll go to the bookstore and buy a recipe for making vermicelli noodles." Mrs. Jia Zhang happily made up her mind.

Then eat all the vermicelli, and there is no soup left.

Jia Zhang wiped his mouth, paid two cents, and walked out of the vermicelli shop.

Go to the bookstore and buy a recipe for making vermicelli.

Jia Dongxu found a bookstore and walked into it.

Then I asked the boss, so I bought the recipe.

Mrs. Jia Zhang searched for the noodle recipes in Hunan Province, as well as various southern vermicelli recipes.

In fact, it is not difficult, rapeseed oil, lean meat, onion, ginger, garlic, and some condiments of Chenchen.

Jiazhang was thinking at the moment, how to compete with other vermicelli noodle shops, or make small profits but sell more, add more pork, add more oil, and target the general population.

You only earn five cents for one bowl, and as long as you sell two hundred bowls a day, you can earn ten yuan a day, which is three hundred yuan a month.

Jiazhang thought to himself, it would not be a problem to find a place with low traffic and cheap front rent, and earn more than 100 yuan a month.

Jia Zhang then happily returned to the courtyard.

Jiazhang returned home happily, and said, "Dongxu! Let's open a noodle shop and sell vermicelli!"

Jia Dongxu said: "Now in Forty-Nine City, there are too many noodle shops, and they are not competitive. Vermicelli are delicious, but technology is needed. If they are not good, they will close down at a loss."

`w It’s okay, vermicelli is vermicelli if it’s overstretched, and we have found another way to not sell local vermicelli noodles! Let’s sell other places! ”Jia Zhang said.

"Sell vermicelli from other places? You mean, to make customers curious?" Jia Dongxu asked.

"Well! Although it's vermicelli from other places, as long as it's delicious and the vermicelli is cheap, there will definitely be repeat customers! In this way, we will be different from other vermicelli shops, and we will definitely earn more than 100 yuan by then!" Jia Zhang said again .

"From now on, I will practice hard! And I will practice the vermicelli from Hunan Province first, and then I will practice other vermicelli from the south.

"Look, I bought all the recipes," said Jia Zhang

Jia Dongxu replied: "So, your noodle shop has opened, and you are the chef yourself?"

"That's right! Also, let's sell low-priced vermicelli that ordinary people eat. It costs 20 cents a bowl. Add more meat and more fuel. Small profits but quick turnover. Someone will definitely eat it! There is no need for the taste to be top-notch." Jia Zhang smiled.

"Okay, then you can practice noodles," Jia Dongxu nodded.

At this moment, Jia Dongxu (of money) is actually quite unexpected, his mother is not lazy anymore, and even opened a shop as a chef herself.

"But that's fine too. When the time comes, let Bang Geng be the waiter, and Yuanyuan will help your mother with some chores!" Jia Dongxu clapped his hands.

There is still a market for finding a snack street with less traffic, cheaper ones, and selling vermicelli that ordinary people consume, Jia Dongxu thought.

I can't fart, I don't have the ability, and I am still arrogant, and I always want to hit the high-end consumer market.

"Well, that's it, slowly accumulate funds, start a big business, slowly catch up with Li Fanghong, and set sail step by step steadily!" Jia Dongxu thought happily.

Afterwards, Jia Zhang couldn't wait to practice Fen Chen.

In fact, Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhang want to sell vermicelli cheaply, not because they have any conscience, but because they want to sell them cheaply, but as a way to compete with others.

If there is an opportunity, how could Jia Dongxu not enter the high-end market. .