Food: Random stalls, customers chase me all over the country

Chapter 38 - Rice Noodle Intestine Tracker

The first day I didn’t have rice noodle rolls, I missed it.

Shen Yu smacked his lips, the aroma of rice from the rice rolls still seemed to linger in his mouth.

I opened the Penguin group and found a group called "Rice Noodle Roll Trackers" and sent a message to it: "Brothers, does anyone have any news about the owner of the rice noodle roll shop? I haven't eaten rice noodle rolls for a whole day."

There are 25 people in this group, and more than half of their avatars are lit.

Ting Feng Shuyan replied: "I have been working in Tongzhou and have not seen any trace of the boss."

A blogger named Mo also replied: "I'm in Pinggu, and I haven't heard of any new rice noodle roll shops opening there."

Shen Yu said angrily: "This boss is also, he doesn't even use Penguin. I should have asked for his phone number earlier."

Ting Feng Shu Yan: "I asked for it, but the boss was a bit shy and didn't want to give it to me."

Those who came back with replies were basically scattered around the imperial capital, but no one saw any trace of Wang Fan.

Another person named Sunshine Boy said, "Hey, there's actually a rice noodle shop near my home. I went there for lunch today, and it's completely incomparable to the one in Shuofeng Park. The fillings aren't tasty, and even the rice wrapper is so soft and doughy. It's sticky, too. It's a world of difference."

Mo said, "I still have one portion of rice noodle rolls left. I miss the little wooden fish. I feel like knocking it a few times makes me feel relaxed all over, and I can forget all the unhappy things. I bought one online, and the more I knocked it, the more annoyed I became."

"The guy upstairs wants to sell me some rice noodle rolls. I'll pay twenty bucks and the shipping fee. My home is in Building XX, XX Community, XX District..."

"Brother, don't sell him. I'll give you forty! Sell him to me! I'll come and get him myself!"

"Is this even reasonable? How can you buy and sell things in this group? Well, I'm the administrator, would you consider selling it? I'll give you 50 yuan!"

……

"No more, really no more, not a single one left."

The familiar plot was played out again, and the familiar lines were said over and over again.

Wang Fan believes that there may be no stall owner in the world who is unwilling to say such words.

This represents the diners' recognition of my cooking skills, it also means that the day's work is over, and it also means that I have earned money today.

Hearing Wang Fan's words, the diners in line suddenly became anxious.

"Boss, please don't be like this! I've been smelling their buns for ages. Do you know how much my mouth is watering right now? If you don't let me have some today, I won't be able to sleep well tonight!"

"That's right! We old people are waiting, boss, how can you say it's sold out? Are you doing us justice?"

Wang Fan said helplessly, "I've prepared thoroughly today. I estimated I brought at least 1400 buns. I really didn't expect everyone to be so enthusiastic."

"That just shows you know nothing about our community. Even if you had 14000, we would buy them all in a matter of minutes!"

"That's right! Boss, bring 14000 tomorrow."

"What do you mean tomorrow? What about today? I've already taken off my pants and you're showing me this? Boss, if you can't get the buns out, don't even think about leaving tonight!"

Wang Fan smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, please be kind. I should go back earlier so I can make buns earlier, right? I can bring more buns tomorrow, right? If you stop me from leaving, who will make buns for you? How can I sell them to you tomorrow?"

When the eldest brother heard this, it seemed to make sense. If he stopped him, who would make the dumplings?

"So what time do you usually open your stall? I'll be the first one here tomorrow to buy something. I don't believe I can't even finish one bun."

Wang Fan quickly replied, "We usually arrive around 5:6 in the morning, but we're not sure where we'll set up our stall. We'll have to see which stalls are available tomorrow morning. In the evening, we'll probably be around :." The eldest brother's eyes lit up, and he immediately made the decision, "Here it is. Feel free to come tomorrow. I'll reserve it for you early in the morning, but don't be too late. It's a bit awkward standing there like a human."

Wang Fan quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, this is a public place and it's first come, first served. People who come early should get a good spot. Don't let me take it. I came early this morning. If you got up early, come and buy a few to try."

After saying that, he started to pack up.

I wiped the table and other things I used today carefully with a towel, and then installed my own Qiling Hongguang.

Then he left under the reluctant gazes of several diners.

It was almost 9 o'clock in the evening and there were still a lot of cars on the road, but fortunately the speed was not slow and I got home in less than an hour.

Fortunately, he prepared the vegetables and meat for dinner this morning, otherwise he would not be able to buy any good food if he came back so late.

However, Jiucai didn't buy anything that satisfied him, so he replaced the buns stuffed with leeks and eggs with the classic recipe - pork and green onion dumplings.

After moving all the things into the house, Wang Fan carefully wiped the dust off the Qiling Hongguang.

Firstly, this is a guarantee for his own entrepreneurship, and secondly, Wang Fan, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder, cannot tolerate his car being dirty.

Looking at the shiny Qiling Hongguang, Wang Fan walked into the house with satisfaction.

The next step is naturally Wang Fan’s favorite part, counting money.

The money I earned in the morning was already under the quilt. I poured today's earnings onto the bed and covered most of it.

This is because there is not much red money, otherwise this pile would probably not be a small amount.

Today, a total of about 2600 buns were sold, each at 2 yuan, with a total turnover of 5200 yuan. After deducting the cost, I made about 4000 yuan. Adding the 4600% profit from the treasure money box and the small wooden fish, I made a total of yuan today.

This is because he did not rent a storefront, otherwise the net profit would not be so much. I dare not ask about the cost of the storefront in the capital, as it would make my heart bleed if I did.

But he doesn't need a storefront. The locations given by the system are all for setting up stalls and no one will care. It's fun to get something for free, and it's fun to get it for free all the time.

Thinking about how busy he was today, Wang Fan missed the little old man who was always cheerful.

"It won't be long. Second Uncle, you've had enough time to rest. When you're well, get ready to follow me around China."

Wang Fan, who was lying on the bed muttering to himself, gradually felt his eyelids twitching.

He fell into a deep sleep in a short while.

……

"Ding, AFK ended. 500 braised pork dumplings have been made. 500 experience points earned."

"500 pork and green onion dumplings made, 500 experience points earned."

"300 pork and sauerkraut buns made, 300 experience points gained. Current level: LV13."

"Because the host is too tired, this idle time is 4 hours, and the deep sleep time is 4 hours."

"Current physical condition—vigorous as a dragon and a tiger, a pillar of strength that can support the sky."

(End of this chapter)