Chapter 213 Sales Method
Chapter 213 Sales Method
Several people sat at the table.
Chen Dong knelt on the stool, propped his hands on the table and said to Xu Wenyan: "Uncle, I fed the rabbits and chickens today, and the black bear also followed us to dig wild vegetables.
Also, Xiaoman and Uncle Xiaohu brought back a lot of bamboo shoots."
Xu Wenyan touched Chen Dong's head and said, "That's amazing! I forgot that bamboo shoots start to grow at this time."
"Brother Xu, we have already delivered the ferns to Brother Zheng and the others. There are still a lot of bamboo shoots, and we can get more back tomorrow." Xiaohu added.
"Well, go call Luo Sanyuan and the others over later. I'll treat them to dinner. You can go together to get more bamboo shoots tomorrow. Keep some of them and send most of them to Zheng Liwei and the others to make sauerkraut." Bamboo shoots can also be used as a side dish.
Xu Wenyan also thought of two bamboo shoots and three cents, and the fern was also separated out. The pickled bamboo shoots were another delicacy.
This person just likes novelty, so he wants to make a short video about food in ancient times so that customers who come to watch it every day will feel fresh and won’t get bored.
Then Xu Wenyan took out the big bamboo tube. As the bamboo tube tilted, a tinkling sound was heard, and suddenly a small mountain of copper coins was piled up on the table.
"Wow! Brother Xu, you've made a fortune."
Xu Wenyan smiled and began to count the money on the table. There were a total of 532 coins. He spent 210 coins on noodles, and the rest was all here.
A total of more than twenty bowls were sold today. Xu Wenyan roughly calculated the money from the sauerkraut and found that he could give thirty cents to Zheng Liwei's family. This was thirty cents for a day without doing anything.
"We have to pay wages at home in the future." Xu Wenyan gave Xiaohu and Xiaoman fifty cents each, Rong Xiaoliu ten cents, and three cents each to the three children.
Not to mention Xiaohu, the other kids didn't dare to ask for it: "Brother Xu, I didn't do anything, why are you giving me so much money?"
"What are you talking about? You helped me get back so many bamboo shoots today, and you worked for the family, so you should be paid. Even if you don't want it now, you will have to marry a wife in the future. Otherwise, how will you and your wife live in the future?" Xu Wenyan explained to him patiently.
"I can live with Brother Xu with my wife."
Xu Wenyan raised his hand and hit Xiaohu on the forehead: "I don't want it. You will bother me every day. You have to raise your own wife. I still have to support Brother Chen."
"As for you little guys, I don't give you much. You can save this money and buy some things you like during the New Year. This is the pocket money given by your uncle and your wages."
When Xu Wenyan was very young, he heard from his classmates about the so-called pocket money, which was the money their parents gave them to use freely.
Those kids can use the money to buy soda, spicy noodles, and anything they like to eat.
Xu Wenyan was really envious at that time. He envied those children who had pocket money.
Since he didn’t have it when he was a child, he should try his best to ensure that these children have no regrets.
Everyone left their parents early, and no one understands that feeling better than him.
"Huzi, take these thirty cents and the bamboo shoots to Zheng Liwei. They said they earned it from selling pickled vegetables. The rest is to make pickled bamboo shoots. They know how to make it."
Xu Wenyan took advantage of the time when Xiaohu was out to prepare the noodles. Those guys would eat a lot when they came, so it was just a good time to use up the coarse noodles he bought the day before.
Several children took the money and happily ran to feed Xiaohong. Xiaohong was tired after following Xu Wenyan all day. Xiaohong was the best treated animal in the family.
There are single rooms, and I don’t want to squeeze in with those chickens and rabbits.
After paying the work, there are still more than 300 coins left. I have to save this money well because there are too many places to spend money at home.
After a while, Luo Sanyuan and a few others came running over excitedly. They would leave in two days. During this time, Wang Zeren was busy handing over the village affairs to Chen Xingjie.
The wounded soldiers sent by the government are almost recovered, and will go back with Wang Zeren in the future. When the handover is completed, they will really leave.
The next morning, it was still dark.
The young couple went out early.
I was busy setting up the stall when the scholar from yesterday passed by.
"Little book boy, you don't want to eat noodles today." Xu Wenyan asked.
The scholar was chewing on a bun, his eyes still reluctantly looking at the ramen in Xu Wenyan's shop: "Let's eat tomorrow."
After all, Xu Wenyan’s noodles are indeed a bit expensive, and the scholar’s family is not rich enough to let him eat such good food every day. Although he is greedy, he can wait until the next day.
"Brother Chen, you go ahead and do your work. When someone comes, ask them to wait for a while." Xu Wenyan took Xiaohong to find Jia Anqing.
As soon as he entered the house, Jia Anqing walked towards Xu Wenyan with a smile: "Brother! I understand!"
Xu Wenyan also smiled: "What did you realize?"
"If you want to make money, you have to do whatever it takes. I also lowered the prices and added some new dishes. I feel very confident today."
After Xu Wenyan unloaded the carriage, he tied up Xiaohong and said, "I have high hopes for you. Do a good job, but your unscrupulous behavior is exaggerated. Some money can be earned, but some money cannot be earned."
"Brother, you are teaching me a lesson. Just leave your Xiaohong to me today."
"Haha, I'll leave my Xiaohong to you without any worries."
After the stall was set up, because of the scholar's promotion yesterday, many people came and sat down early in the morning. After all, Xu Wenyan only had one table.
"Hey, uncle, you got up so early."
It was still the same old man from yesterday. According to Chen Sanlin, this old man was also the first one to arrive.
"Hey, I see you have something new today."
"Yes, fresh bamboo shoots, also three cents, how about trying it?" Xu Wenyan hung the two signs in his hand on both sides of the stall.
One reads: "Bamboo tube ramen, small portion 20 wen, large portion 25 wen. Side dishes 3 wen each."
Another sign read: "Spring special, scrambled eggs with Chinese toon, 20 cents a portion, 10 portions left today."
The portion of this Chinese toon fried eggs is a little smaller, so the price is set at this level. After all, the main dish is noodles, so the side dish doesn’t need that much.
Looking at these two novel recruitments, people here have never seen this kind of sales method.
The dishes sold here are actually limited in quantity, and they look quite high-end.
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