The Grandmother in the Siheyuan

Chapter 240 New toilet with three-day fragrance

Sha Zhu had no procrastination problem. He got off work early that evening and went out to buy a three-burner coal stove, a few small tables and benches. He also used his connections to buy flour, meat and vegetables, preparing to set up the wonton stall the next day.

It happened so fast that even Han Yufeng didn't know about it. When she got home, she saw some small tables and benches in the house, and Sha Zhu was kneading dough and making stuffing there.

"Zhu Zi, what are you doing? You are kneading so much dough. We don't even need so much dough to make dumplings at home."

Sha Zhu smiled and said, "I'm just trying to make some extra money. Huazi told me this morning that since I have to go to work late, I can set up a wonton stand at the door in the morning and sell it from six to eight. I can take a break after that before going to work."

Han Yufeng said with a half-smile: "You set up a wonton stall. Before, someone on the street was doing small business. I said I wanted to do it, but you said you couldn't afford to lose face. Why do you want to do small business now?"

Sha Zhu was embarrassed for a while, then smiled and said, "It depends on how you look at it. It's like if someone strips naked on the street, that's embarrassing. But if you go to a bathhouse and everyone strips naked, then there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

Han Yufeng shook her head: "You have called me Shazhu for decades, but whoever thinks you are a fool is the real fool."

"That's right, can a fool marry such a beautiful and virtuous wife?"

At around five o'clock the next day, neighbors who got up early found a small stall at the entrance of the alley. It looked very familiar to everyone: it was the famous Sha Zhu.

"Zhu Zi, what are you doing?"

As Sha Zhu was wrapping wontons, he explained: "Isn't this just to make some extra money? I can make money by running a wonton stand, and it will also be convenient for you all to have breakfast."

"How much is a bowl?"

"Twenty-five cents."

"Zhu Zi, the state-owned breakfast shop only sells it for 20 cents, and these are all from the neighbors. You are really evil-minded."

Sha Zhu held the wonton in his hand and said, "Uncle, please take a look. Are the wontons in the state-owned breakfast shop as big as mine? Do they have as much stuffing as mine? And I don't need food coupons."

Food coupons are hard currency. You need food coupons to buy anything you want now. After a few years, when the land distribution system has taken effect and food is sufficient, food coupons will gradually fade out of history.

Nowadays, people are prepared for war and panic, so they save as much food coupons as possible. Food coupons represent food, which can be life-saving at critical moments.

"No food coupons, 25 cents, that's not expensive." The old man waved his hand and said, "Zhu Zi, give me a bowl of wontons."

"Okay, sit down."

Sha Zhu quickly picked up the wontons and put them into the pot. There were condiments in an enamel bowl over there. After the wontons were cooked, he added dried shrimps, a little sesame oil, and chopped coriander.

The old man first smelled it, it was so fragrant, then took a sip of the soup, it was so delicious that it went straight to the bone.

"Zhu Zi, good craftsmanship."

When the old man finished eating, Sha Zhu threw the bowl into the basin without worrying about it breaking.

He used an enamel bowl, which is easy to knock and bump. People often see this kind of bowl with scars on it, but it is not easy to break. After a while, everyone got up, some went to the toilet, some rushed to work, and some wanted to go out to buy some fried dough sticks and soy milk.

When everyone saw a wonton stall at the entrance of the alley, the owner was Sha Zhu. Sha Zhu was a real chef and his skills were definitely good, so everyone wanted to try something new.

Before seven o'clock, all the noodles and stuffing that Sha Zhu had prepared were used up. He apologized to everyone, packed up his things, and prepared to go home and rest.

After arriving home and drinking some tea, Sha Zhu suddenly felt like counting his morning income. Although they were all in cash, when he finally counted them, he found that there were more than twelve yuan.

After the fool estimated the cost, he found that he had made at least eight dollars. Shazhu also understood that the new toilet had a three-day fragrance and everyone wanted to try it out, so he could make eight dollars, and the money would slowly drop in the future. But even if he could only make five or six dollars a day, he would make more than a hundred dollars a month, which was higher than his salary.

After getting off work in the evening, Han Yufeng didn't care about it. She was thinking about how much money a wonton stall could make, so she didn't ask.

Sha Zhu waved mysteriously at his wife: "Wife, come here, let's see how much money you made today."

Sha Zhu poured the money from the cookie box onto the bed: "Count it, whether it's a lot or a little, this is it."

Han Yufeng is such a smart person. When she saw the money on the bed, with one cent next to another and fifty cents next to another, she already knew that Shazhu had counted them.

"Still playing secret with me. Didn't you count it this morning? Tell me the truth, how much did you earn?"

"I sold more than 60 bowls of wontons this morning, earning more than yuan." Sha Zhu said proudly, "After deducting the cost, the net profit is nearly yuan."

"Eight dollars a day, that's more than two hundred dollars a month."

Sha Zhu shook his head: "You don't calculate it like that. Today is the first day of opening and many acquaintances are here to support us. It will gradually decrease in the future, but it shouldn't be much less. I estimate it's about five or six dollars a day."

"That's not a small amount." Han Yufeng rolled up her sleeves and said, "Boss, you take a rest. You've been tired all day. I'll mix the dough and stuffing."

What the fool never expected was that his business became better and better because of his accumulated reputation. He did not need food coupons and his wontons tasted good. Few people had ever eaten the wontons made by the chef of the steel rolling mill. In the past, only the factory director was qualified to enjoy Sha Zhu's craftsmanship.

So more and more people came to eat wontons in the morning. Originally, it was just the neighbors. Later, people from the surrounding streets and alleys also came on their bicycles to have breakfast before going to work in the morning.

Sha Zhu's turnover increased from 12 yuan to 15, then to 20, and later to more than 30 yuan a day. There were no tables, chairs or benches, so customers would squat on the ground to eat their wontons.

Everyone in the hospital knew that Sha Zhu was making a fortune now, so some people had ulterior motives. For example, Yan Fugui, who was about to retire anyway, was often late for work and left early, so he also wanted to open a small stall like this.

This guy was counting the beads on his abacus very loudly and even wanted to ask Sha Zhu for the recipe of wonton filling, but Sha Zhu directly retorted him.

"I learned my skills from my master. I was an apprentice for three years and worked for him for two years. If you want the recipe for my wonton filling, that's fine. Just kowtow three times respectfully. I will teach you all my skills after three years of apprenticeship and two years of service."

Yan Fugui blushed with embarrassment. It was impossible for him to kowtow to Sha Zhu and become his disciple. The reputation of the scholarly family was Yan Fugui's last resort.

After Sha Zhu crushed Yan Fugui's ambition, other people's ambitions began to rise. Qin Huairu looked at how much money Sha Zhu earned every day and secretly made up her mind that no matter what, she would give it a try.

(End of this chapter)