Xu Yin is very busy here. As soon as the sauce-flavored cake was launched, it became the signature of Xu's cake stall and was well received by customers.
At the same time, the cake stall owned by Xu Wu and his wife was also crowded with people.
The newly added plum and vegetable sesame cakes sold quite well today.
Ma Chunfang is very happy that her bonus will be increased by ten yuan this month.
Selling sesame seed cakes with great enthusiasm.
“Old Xu! Old Xu!”
The neighbor on the first floor of Tongzilou came to the Shaobing stall after get off work, squeezed into the crowd and asked:
"Where are the pancakes you made for lunch? Didn't you say you were going to sell them? My wife ate a piece of pancakes given by your daughter for lunch and couldn't forget them. She urged me to buy them after get off work."
"What kind of cake?" the employee of the machinery factory asked after hearing this, "Boss, what kind of cakes are you hiding and not selling? It's not like we can't afford them."
…”
The couple hurriedly explained: They didn’t hide it, they just tried it today, and the daughter took it to the textile factory to try it out, and they don’t know if it will sell well.
When Ma Chunfang returned home after closing the stall that night, it was rare that she did not urge her daughter to take stock immediately. Instead, she asked enthusiastically:
"Yinyin, how are you selling the sauce pancakes there? Many of us want to buy them. Why don't we put them here tomorrow? Your dad should be able to turn them over."
Before Xu Yin could say anything, Ma Jianbing rushed to say, "Sister, our sales are very good, and someone has already placed an order for tomorrow morning."
…”
what is it now?
The two siblings stared at each other, feeling tense for the first time.
Xu Yin thought for a while and said: "The stove is convenient and can be bought at any time. The frying pan needs to be made to order. I will go back to the blacksmith shop early tomorrow morning. Let's sell it at the textile factory in the past two days. Today we have a good business Head, it’s a pity to interrupt. My parents can fry one before departure. If it’s not enough to sell, I have to ask for your understanding.”
Ma Chunfang sighed regretfully: "This is the only way."
The next second the spirit came back: "Accounting!"
…”
Horse style urging is late but arrives.
…
With the popular Maotai-flavored pancakes, Ma Chunfang still had no feelings for the neighbors in Tongzilou who followed the trend of selling sesame pancakes, but she did not argue with them anymore.
My daughter is right, if we have time to argue, we might as well knead more dough and sell more cakes!
Before going to bed, I take stock of my little treasury. It’s not time to pay wages yet, but I have recorded every day’s income in my little notebook!
Looking at the rising data every day, I feel more at ease.
Coupled with the changes in her brother in the past two days, she wanted to laugh even in her dreams.
In this case, she had no time to ask how the sesame cakes sold in those stores were doing. Anyway, the business of her sesame cake stall was not bad. There seemed to be a piece of dough left one morning, and the sales were six or seven yuan lower than before. However, Miraculously - it rose again in the evening.
After that, the double-sided frying pan custom-made by my daughter was brought in, and the cake stall added a sauce-flavored pancake with a fragrant aroma that beats all pancakes. The business of her cake stall became even better, and there was a long queue of customers every morning and evening. Long waited for the Jiangxiang Pancake to come out of the pan. “Sister-in-law Chunfang!”
Xiao Tao, the daughter-in-law of Xu Gong next door, brought a basin of dirty clothes to the patio to wash. When she met Ma Chunfang washing the stuffing basin coming back from the stall, she chatted with Ma Chunfang about the interesting stories about that house:
“Have you heard? Lao Zhang and the others no longer sell sesame cakes.”
Ma Chunfang looked confused: "I don't know! Why don't you sell it? I didn't force them."
"It has nothing to do with you. It seems that the sesame cake stove has been remodeled incorrectly. The flames keep coming up to bake the sesame cakes. They sold for 15 cents each at first, but then it dropped to 10 cents and there was no business at all. I haven't opened the stall in the past two days. He said he was thinking of other ways to make a living."
Ma Chunfang gloated and clicked her tongue: "Yes!"
“Ahem.”
Xiao Tao suddenly coughed twice, picked up the wash basin and said, "Oh, I forgot to bring the soap powder. Sister Chunfang, please wash slowly while I go back to get the soap powder."
Ma Chunfang: “…”
Why are you taking the dirty clothes back with soap powder?
Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned around and saw that it was Old Liu's wife who had come down to wash the sheets.
Ma Chunfang curled her lips, with a particularly shy expression: "Some people, they can't steal the chicken but lose the rice!"
Lao Liu's wife knew that she was in the wrong, so she scrubbed the sheets without saying anything.
Ma Chunfang found it boring to have no rivals. After washing, she went home with the pots and pans in her hands. She chatted with her family about the gossip about those families, and then told her daughter: "Yin Yin, if those families ask you to help them renovate their stoves, You must never agree."
“Isn’t it okay to collect money?” Xu Yin asked smoothly.
She really wants to start a franchise model. After all, Pingcheng has business not only in the machinery factory and the textile factory, but also in many residential areas in the south, as well as the employee compounds of government agencies, all of which are undeveloped businesses. Field. But considering what parents can afford, most likely they won’t agree.
Sure enough, she was rejected by Ma Chunfang as soon as she opened her mouth:
“It’s not even possible to collect money! I don’t want to do something stupid like shooting myself in the foot!”
Xu Yin shrugged: "Okay, I won't help."
But privately, she chatted with Xu’s father for a few words: “Dad, what was the relationship between Uncle Liu, Uncle Zhang and Uncle Li like with you before?”
"It's good. Your Uncle Liu and Uncle Zhang entered the factory earlier than me. I didn't understand anything when I came in, but they took good care of me. Your Uncle Li also brought you stationery when you were on a business trip before. So that day you My mother and their daughter-in-law were quarreling, and I really couldn't bear to lose face. It was not easy for everyone, and they said they would not set up a stall in front of the machinery factory to compete with us for business. I thought since each sells his own thing, let them do it, but Your mother won’t let you go…”
Xu Yin thought carefully and said: "Actually, what mom said is right. There are so many foods that can be sold, so there is no need to insist on selling sesame cakes. They hit a wall this time, and they are probably planning other businesses. If they come to you Think of a way, you can let them try selling soy milk, wontons, soup noodles... these can be cooked over an open fire. Furthermore, the formats of breakfast stalls have become more diverse, and maybe they can be linked to create a morning stall market. In addition to breakfast, there is room for It can also sell some daily necessities, attracting more people to come here to have breakfast or visit the night market, and the business of our shaobing shop will be more prosperous..."
Xu Wuyi used to doubt whether his daughter's words would work, but now he firmly believes it.
The next day he found an opportunity to tell Lao Liu, Lao Zhang and Xiao Li, but made it clear that this was just his suggestion and it was up to them to decide whether they wanted to try it or not.
The three of them were moved and ashamed:
“Xiao Xu, we did this to your family and you still gave us some advice, I really..."
“Brother Xu, if you have any physical work at home in the future, just call me, I don’t have anything else, I have enough strength to take care of it!”
Xu Wu said politely, "No, no, no," and said proudly that your strength is indeed greater among the few of us, but it is incomparable to that of my daughter. She can hold a double-sided frying pan with one hand, can you?