Chapter 19 Sales
As soon as the store opened, Qiu Chen and others came to help. Seeing that there were no customers in the store, the four of them acted as actors and pretended to be customers and sat in the most conspicuous position.
Jiang Feng, who witnessed the whole process:...
It would be a shame for these four people not to learn acting.
The first customer was the girl who had finished her vegetable juice at noon. She came alone and her boyfriend was nowhere to be seen.
"Nine-turn large intestine!" The girl sat at the window seat at noon as usual, "Do you still give sour plum soup in the evening?"
"There is no sour plum soup tonight. I will give you a small bowl of porridge. You can choose between preserved egg, lean meat porridge and black rice porridge." Jiang Feng said.
"Black rice porridge, black rice porridge, and a bowl of white rice." The girl said quickly.
Liu Zixuan, who heard their conversation, couldn't help but look sideways. This girl looked quite thin and had a big appetite!
The girl also noticed Liu Zixuan, leaned over and asked, "Classmates, are you also from University A?"
Liu Zixuan nodded.
The girl was obviously very talkative and took the initiative to start a conversation: "This restaurant is delicious, but it's too expensive."
"It's not expensive, it's not expensive!" Liu Zixuan quickly endorsed the healthy stir-fry restaurant, "This is a store opened by our president's family. The storefront was purchased. Our president's family owed a large sum of money to open this store! ”
"Your club president's family? Classmate, what club are you in?" the girl asked curiously.
"The chess club." Liu Zixuan's eyes lit up, "Classmate, do you want to come to our chess club? We are recruiting seniors, and the members will play...play..."
"10% off." Jiang Feng came out with black rice porridge, "All club members receive 10% off."
There are only eight people in the chess club, including Jiang Feng. Last year, they deceived Liu Zixuan, a newbie. The club usually doesn't have any activities. At most, it only gathers for dinner occasionally, and a few bad chess players get together to play chess. It has never received a ranking in the competition. It is just like a salted fish club.
If we can't deceive the newbies this year, the chess club will be in trouble.
"Senior, I'm Liu Qian from the Chinese Department. Can you add me on WeChat? I'll fill out the form for the club recruitment in two days!" Liu Qian said excitedly.
"Can you play chess?" Jiang Feng couldn't find a club member who couldn't play chess.
"Yes, yes, I often play chess with my dad at home!" Liu Qian said.
"Classmate, welcome to the chess club. I am Jiang Feng, the president." Jiang Feng said enthusiastically.
"I'm Qiu Chen, the vice president." Seeing that the new member Qiu Chen had actually been tricked, he quickly came up to say hello.
"I am Liu Zixuan."
"Zhao Yang."
"Zhao Yu."
"Zhao Yu, hurry up and take out the club application form for junior Liu Qian to fill out!" Qiu Chen urged.
"Yes, yes." Zhao Yu quickly took out a dozen club application forms from his bag, and even had a pen ready.
Liu Qian:......
What kind of club member would carry a club application form with him?
Under Qiu Chen's "supervision", Liu Qian filled out the club application form before turning her attention to black rice porridge.
She doesn't usually drink porridge, but she chose black rice porridge because she has a sweet tooth. She doesn't know much about porridge, but she just thinks this bowl of porridge looks delicious and beautiful. The rice grains are sticky and smell good. Very sweet too.
As soon as you enter the mouth, it is smooth and the temperature is just right. The black rice is sticky but not elastic, the oats are chewy, and the sweetness is enough but not greasy.
"President!" Liu Qian finished a small bowl of porridge in a few mouthfuls, "How can I sell black rice porridge alone?"
"Ten yuan a bowl, side dishes included." Jiang Feng said.
"One bowl, no, two bowls!"
"Do you want more rice?" Jiang Feng asked.
"Yes!"
The four people at the table all looked at Liu Qian.
Liu Zixuan cleverly stepped forward to collect the bowl and went to the kitchen to sneak a few mouthfuls of porridge.
Around 5:30, customers began to come in one after another. The discount for delivering porridge seems to be greater than that for delivering sour plum soup. There are not a few new customers attracted by this. Only a few people like Liu Qian come here after lunch and come in the evening. After all, the price is there. If you come here every day, it will cost you a month's food. It has to be tripled at least.
There were more customers in the store, so Qiu Chen and others stopped acting as actors and began to help. They shuttled back and forth in the kitchen and hall, which was very busy.
Business was better at night than at noon, and the first floor was full, so we arranged for guests to go to the large round table on the second floor, which didn't close until 9 p.m.
"Thank you everyone, come on, come on, eat more." Jiang Jiankang greeted, "Thank you very much. It's the first day our store is open, and we haven't prepared anything, and we haven't hired good people. It's just troublesome for you. ”
"No trouble, no trouble, uncle, if you need us to come every day!" Qiu Chen ate happily with the ribs in his mouth.
Jiang Jiankang has never treated himself badly. The dishes he cooks for his guests may have problems such as uneven saltiness and uneven heat, but he feels that the dishes he cooks for himself are the best.
At noon, the professors gave away an elbow. In the evening, Jiang Jiankang worked even harder on the elbow. He stewed it slowly over low heat for who knows how long. Every part of the elbow was soaked with gravy and was extremely soft.
After eating, several people wanted to stay in the store from now on.
Yes, stay in the store.
Liu Zixuan's mind was racing the fastest and he asked: "Brother Feng, have you found a part-time job?"
"No." The recruitment message was posted only half a day ago, so how could it be possible to find a part-time job?
"What do you think of the four of us? We can be handymen or takeaways. It doesn't cost any money, as long as we include two meals! I'll come over as soon as get out of class is over, so I won't miss any meals!" After tasting Jiang Jiankang's real craftsmanship, Liu Zixuan felt that asking him to go back to eat in the canteen was simply torture.
The other three nodded.
"That's okay, three meals a day are included, as long as you are willing to come over in the morning." Jiang Feng agreed, "I'll find someone with long-term stability who has many classes for you."
The physics department’s classes are notoriously famous.
"By the way, Haozi, have you read the class schedule? Whose class is tomorrow?" Jiang Feng asked.
"Let me see, Professor Li, who came for lunch today, has three classes on Signals and Systems tomorrow morning." Wang Hao looked at his phone, "That's it, that's it. Dean Zhang took this electromagnetic field. I failed it last year." After taking his class, I’m done. This year I’m done.”
Wang Hao hurriedly took a bite of elbow to soothe his wounded heart.
After eating, Wang Hao and the other five returned to the dormitory first. Jiang Feng stayed to help Comrade Jiang Jiankang clean up the kitchen, and Comrade Wang Xiulian settled the turnover.
"My dear, with this turnover, we can pay off my second brother's debt this year." Wang Xiulian was an accountant by training, and her calculator clicked loudly.
"How much?" Jiang Jiankang asked curiously.
"The cost is 11,000 yuan." Wang Xiulian sighed, "This big city is different. It turns out that it takes several days to achieve this kind of turnover in our small place!"
Jiang Feng, who never knew his restaurant was so profitable:...
Mr. Jiang Weiguo was indeed right. Learning physics is not as good as learning cooking. (End of chapter)