Food: The super chef just wants to set up a stall leisurely

"Brother Li, although you were the one who started selling fried skewers again, it was my own choice and I'm the one who makes the money. And although I'm the boss, I haven't really managed the group. Instead, you've been taking the trouble to maintain it. Not only did it not end well, but you're also blaming yourself when something went wrong."

"That's not what I meant. I was the one who attracted these passersby and I created the group. It's my responsibility to maintain the group. Besides, you can make money anywhere. The fried skewers sold now are much cheaper than before. I can't take advantage of the situation and still act like a good kid."

Li Donglai felt a little embarrassed when he saw Zhao Xiaojing talking to him.

"No, without you, I can't sell the fried skewers anywhere else and have to process them myself. Besides, I have many restrictions, I have to re-fry them and pick them up at a specified time, so it's natural that they're cheaper."

"Mr. Guo, you didn't do anything wrong. No one stipulated that you can't invite strangers to the group. You took care of my business and invited people to join. It was a recognition of me. It wasn't you who cursed. You don't have to be responsible for other people's behavior."

Zhao Xiaojing's words were so reasonable that the two people who had been thinking about the apology all the way were suddenly speechless.

"What happened today is also a wake-up call. Now the number of people in the group is increasing, and new customers account for nearly 30%. This is indeed not a long-term solution." Zhao Xiaojing tidied her messy hair and looked at the two with a smile. "My current job is about to expire. After it expires, I will re-plan this stall and will not use the current model anymore."

Although setting up the stall was an accident, she was the one who opened the door to do business and make money. Even old customers were not obligated to accept her series of restrictions. It was normal for everyone to have opinions.

Moreover, this business model has limitations in its development. If you want to expand your business, you still have to target everyone, not just this group of tolerant old customers.

Moreover, the current order volume is close to the limit and there is no room for increase. She has to work and make fried skewers at the same time, so it is impossible for her to go without eating, drinking and sleeping.

It's time to reconsider.

"The boss has a long-term vision." Li Donglai sighed, "When the new stall is planned, let me know. I will be the first to support it!"

"Me too!"

The three chatted for a few more sentences, and Zhao Xiaojing gave the last portion of fried skewers on the stall cart to Li Donglai, and gave the remaining cups of milk ice to the two of them. With the two of them looking surprised, she rode away on the stall cart.

After returning home, Guo Gaoang couldn't wait to open the package of milk ice.

I scooped a spoonful into my mouth with great anticipation.

Then he held up the spoon, stared at the milk ice for a long time, took a quick photo, and ate it carefully bite by bite.

He has been a store exploration blogger for the past few years and has tried all kinds of dessert shops, big and small, but he has never had a smoothie like the one made by Zhao Xiaojing, which made him feel treated with care from the bottom of his heart.

The shaved ice has melted a little, but you can still taste the original sweet flavor of milk, instead of the same old creamer blend.

A thick layer of mung beans is added on top of the shaved ice, which has been cooked until it blooms. It is smooth and crunchy when you put it in your mouth, and it is chilled, which makes the taste even more amazing.

It reminded him of the first bite of mung bean popsicle he ate as a child. He was so curious and cautious, and then was so surprised by the slight sweetness that he was speechless.

Food that heals the heart, Guo Gaoang thought of this sentence again.

I was suddenly inspired and updated a long article with a picture of milk smoothie on my Moments and blog account late at night.

The next day, when Guo Gaoang woke up, he found that his WeChat was in a state of excitement. Even the long-dormant "Sanzhong Calabash Brothers Group" had popped up.

"@郭昂高, Mr. Guo, is this mung bean ice really that delicious? It looks ordinary. My girlfriend just went back to Yangcheng. She loves this. If it's really delicious, can you give me the address of the store? I'll order her one."

"Wang Lingling? Haven't you changed yet?"

"Yes, it's still her."

"My goodness, it's been almost ten years, right? Mr. Cheng is really amazing."

"Oh my god, how did Mr. Cheng talk about this for ten years? It's not like the left hand touching the right hand???"

"Haha, maybe I'm used to it."

“Blessings and blessings!”

There was a brief chat in the group early in the morning, and when Guo Gaoang saw it, several hours had passed.

Guo Gaoang and six boys in the group were high school classmates. They spent all day together and had a very good relationship during school, so they set up the group after graduation.

At first the group was quite lively, with people chatting all day long. Later, after I started working, I gradually developed a new circle and work environment, and the topics were no longer the same. No one has been chatting for a long time.

The first person to speak was Cheng Zishuai. His girlfriend was also in the same class as them, and the two of them had been talking since high school.

"Wang Lingling is back? I just woke up and saw the message. There is no store for this, and it is not sold separately. Strictly speaking, it is a gift, so it should not be available for takeout."

Guo Gaoang replied quickly.

"Boss Gao, aren't you taking a commercial job? Seeing your long speech and your endless stream of dirty talk, I thought you took a big advertising job."

"She's right. Mr. Guo, this is not a commercial product, which proves that it is really delicious! What can you buy that will give you such a gift that will make you praise it? I want to buy it even more!"

"Amazing! What made Mr. Guo write an essay late at night was not a business but a gift!"

After Guo Gaoang replied, the group seemed to be awakened and everyone came out to talk.

"It's a free gift when you buy fried skewers. I don't know if it will continue to be given away. They said it was specially made for everyone during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"The free gift for fried skewers is so good? Where can I buy fried skewers? Are they delicious? I'll give you this ice cream for free if you buy a certain amount. I can even ask someone to run errands for you."

Cheng Zishuai's purchasing desire was aroused.

"Uh... this fried skewers is really delicious, it's almost the kind of food you will definitely fall in love with once you try it. But the business model is quite special, it's all bought by a group of regular customers, because they are semi-finished products when they are bought back, they have to be fried again when they get home, and the time to pick up the fried skewers is fixed, they can only be picked up at a designated place between 8:20-8:40 in the evening..."

Guo Gaoang suffered a loss by directly inviting people into the group. Now he is cautious when recommending fried skewers and takes the initiative to state the restrictions first.

"???"

"??????"

"Mr. Guo, where did you buy such outrageous fried skewers?"

"Mr. Guo, are you spending so much money on exploring stores now? You can even find out this!"

"I think it's outrageous too...Is it really not a tax on IQ?"

“It’s not really outrageous, because it’s really really delicious. It’s the only food I want to strongly recommend after visiting restaurants for so many years.

Once you try it, you will know that limitations are nothing compared to the inimitable taste. "

Guo Gaoang tried hard to explain.

"That's amazing! It seems that Yangcheng is home to many hidden talents."

"Now that you've convinced me, I'm curious too. I'll try it next time I get home."

“Is this the kind of thing that people talk about in the video account now: [A fried skewers stall hidden in an alley, run by an old lady for 20 years, with countless people lining up every day, and all the people who come to buy are regular customers]?”

Guo Gaoang was drinking water when he saw the news and almost burst out laughing. What did everyone go through? The title just came to his mind.

"No, we all know this boss. He is our classmate."