Chapter 16 Father and Son
Ma Lu and Lao Wang have been standing at the subway entrance for 20 minutes, but they have not been able to sell a single fried meat pie.
During the period, some people came over, but after hearing the price, they gave up the idea of trying it. Some people were attracted from a distance by the advertising picture of Laozhi small seafood, and when they walked up, they realized that what they were selling was Croquettes.
While muttering, "You're crazy, you won't change your sign" and walked away.
Seeing that it was past 12 o'clock, there were gradually more and more people outside the subway entrance. Even Henan Brother's Buddha beads bracelet stall was visited by people, not to mention the grilled sausages, grilled gluten and meat nearby. It’s a small stall selling steamed buns.
In just a short period of time, some people have already done seven or eight orders of business, but Malu has not opened yet.
The enthusiastic brother from Henan came over to help with suggestions. He suggested, "This is your first time working at the stall. When you have nothing to do, you can also do some movements with your hands and pretend to be busy. This makes it easier to attract customers."
Seeing Lao Wang pick up the oil pan and start waving it left and right, he broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly added, "It doesn't have to be such a big fight, just wipe the stove and move. Just move the spoon or something. Well, it’s better to blow it up and show it there so that everyone can have a reference.” Have snacks?”
“No, no, I’ve been selling bracelets here. I’ve seen them a lot, and I’ve gradually come to understand. In fact, the most important thing is that you have to make them delicious, so that people will like them. Pay money, and..."
Brother Henan hesitated to speak.
“It’s okay, brother, just say it, we are still in the early stages of starting a business, and it’s time to humbly ask for advice.”
“Then let me tell you the truth, our price is fixed I think it’s a bit too high. You can even buy a roast chicken at 18. Many people don’t want to try it when they see the price. You can give a little profit in the early stage to start the business.”
Ma Lu. In fact, I feel that 18 is a bit expensive, but when I think that it is made with two-star ingredients, and you can’t eat two-star ingredients in this universe, I feel that the price is already very conscientious. In addition, you can see it from Xiao Yang’s reaction before. 18 It’s not that no one wants to sell.
The key is to let everyone realize the deliciousness of jackal meat pie.
Malu was still thinking about what countermeasures he should take to attract customers, when a voice suddenly came from his ears, "Bring me a meat pie, boss."
The speaker was wearing glasses and looked gentle. A man, and beside him was a little boy of eight or nine years old, who should be his son.
As soon as he got out of the subway, the boy clamored for a sausage. When the man with glasses refused, he squatted on the ground and refused to get up.
In the end, he couldn't resist, so the man with glasses had to take him to the stall selling grilled sausages. However, after taking a look at the dark brown oil in the pot, he pulled his son away again.
After that, they looked at several food stalls in a row before stopping in front of Malu's three-wheeler.
"Okay, 18 each."
Hearing the quotation, the man with glasses was stunned for a moment, and Ma Lu hurriedly added, "We use super healthy ecological desert pigs, no hormones, purely free-range, and slaughtered now. , shipped by air, the raw materials are good, so it is expensive.”
The man with glasses was doubtful, but he still took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code to pay.
Lao Wang also put the meatloaf into the pan, and when both sides were fried golden, he took out a paper bag containing pancake fruit, put shredded cabbage into it, and took out the meatloaf. , was about to pour the sauce on it, but was stopped by the man in glasses.
“What are these?”
"Lemon juice and tomato sauce are all natural, with zero additives. We make them ourselves," Ma Lu said.
"Yeah." The man with glasses looked slightly relieved. The little boy was still clamoring for grilled sausages, but after smelling the aroma of fried meat patties, he gradually stopped talking and stared straight at the frying pan.
“Be careful because it’s hot.” Malu handed the freshly made meatloaf to the father and son and watched them walk away.
Although I came a little late, I finally made my first order after leaving home, but I don’t know how long it will take for my second order.
Malu looked at his phone. The current time was 12:13. He had to do something, otherwise he would miss the prime lunch period.
After making up his mind, he said to Lao Wang, "Fry four more meatloaf, put two on the shelf, chop two into pieces, and try them."
< br>Although price reduction is the simplest and most effective solution, Malu does not want to take this road unless it is a last resort.
The fried jackal patties have a deliciousness index of up to 1 and a half stars, which is enough to sweep away 99% of the competing products on the market. It is fully worthy of the current pricing, and he has to wait at least six days every time he collects the ingredients. time.
Even if we go there next time, there is no guarantee that we will still be able to find jackal meat. As a delicacy that is only available for a limited time, it certainly cannot be sold too cheaply.
Malu has just started taking action. Unexpectedly, the second order has already been delivered to the door, and he is still an old customer.
The gentle man wearing glasses walked back from the other side of the road and said to Ma Lu with a tired look, "Give me another croquette."
Ma Lu turned his head and glanced at the man behind him. The little boy, who was also panting now, with tears on his face, looked like he had just experienced a battle. His school uniform and schoolbag were also dirty, and he was probably rolling on the ground.
Ma Lu silently praised him in his heart, and said at the same time, "Okay, wait a moment."
Lao Wang happened to have fried the meat in advance, and this time it only took one minute to fry the meat. The cake is out of the pan.
The bespectacled man hesitated for a moment, "Again, add one more."
He has never been fond of this kind of mobile food stalls. He thinks the food they sell tastes average, not as good as restaurants, or even as good as home-made food. , and the hygienic situation is also worrying, and the raw materials do not know any technology and hard work.
But his son insisted on eating it and there was nothing he could do. The reason why he chose Malu’s stall was because the oil in their pot was quite clear.
As for the price, he also thinks it is a bit expensive. Raising free-range ecological pigs in the desert sounds outrageous, but the raw materials of this company may indeed be better than others. In the face of his son’s health, this He was still willing to accept a little premium.
The man with glasses originally expected to use this croquette to block the baby's mouth, and then he could go home peacefully, but he didn't expect that not long after he walked out, his son slurped up the meat pie like a hungry tiger. Finished.
Then, I don’t know if it was because I had just replenished my energy, but I started a new round of rolling around, and I was so desperate that I had to eat another one.
Those who have never raised children may never truly understand this feeling of despair. Every time a man with glasses takes his son to and from school, he feels that the person following him is not a human, but a bear.
He still slaps the bear on his head, and activates his ultimate move Furious Strike at every turn, dealing crazy output to the surroundings.
Although he fought hard to maintain his father's dignity, humans are destined to be unable to defeat bears.
And he was tired after the struggle. Seeing his son eating so deliciously, he unexpectedly had the idea of trying it.
(End of this chapter)