Chef God Dad: Dote on your daughter to the heavens

Today's sales, even if Qin Mo increases a lot on the original basis, the buns are still not enough to sell.

He wants to continue to increase, but unfortunately he has a weak heart, and he does not do so much alone, so he can only give up.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the shop ran out of bread, porridge, and even sugar water.

"Are these people squatting here all day, I'm already half an hour ahead of before, or not..." Qin

Mo could only say sorry to the guests again.

"Dear neighbors, it is sold out again today, please be early tomorrow, thank you for your support of this store!"

After a hard day, I returned to my apartment and spent half an hour with my daughter.

Finally calculated today's turnover.

"23636 yuan!"

Even though he had already been mentally prepared, Qin Mo was still calmed by the numbers in front of him.

Excluding costs, the profit is more than 20,000.

Qin Mo could not imagine that his income in one day would exceed the income of the local middle and low level for one month.

I thought of a few people who appeared around my shop during the day today.

Walking around the door of his own store, he also followed up with customers from time to time.

The few of them just didn't come in to buy something, and when they saw Qin Mo looking over, they didn't even cover up their movements.

"Boss Xiao Qin, these people are all employees of Tang Ji, you have to be careful!"

Some kind customers are concerned about reminding Qin Mo when checking out.

"It's okay, they can't make any big waves this time."

He didn't care about this at all, and their good days were not many in the future.

Now you just need to be yourself.

Qin Mo didn't know, and didn't want to know about Tang Ji.

Now their boss, Tang Ruizhi, is in a state of distress.

In order to seize the business, the price of Tang Ji's buns plummeted.

Directly dropped to the same level as Qin Mo's shop.

Also launched to buy six get one free.

This activity starts at noon.

Twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

Half of the employees of Tang Ji Tea House came out.

Start greeting passers-by.

"Look, Tang Ji is engaged in activities today, big discounts, buy six get one free."

Some pedestrians passing by originally went straight to Qin Mo's shop.

Now I see the same buns, the price of both is the same, buy more and get one free.

"Or let's buy it here, anyway, Tang Ji's buns can also taste."

This aunt said, looking at several companions.

"You buy it, my grandson identified Xiao Qin's buns."

"Hmph, I'll go with you to Xiaoqin's store to buy, usually you Tang Ji is not very good, the price is so high, now I see competitors appear, I also want to learn from others..." Tang

Ji's employees just spoke, and were immediately speechless by several aunts.

I could only watch them walk away, and I didn't dare to go up to stop them.

Tang Ji's manager Wan Yuanbai watched the tea house employees trying to retain customers, but unfortunately they all ran to Qin Mo's shop.

"How is that possible?"

Watching nine of the ten people walk away directly, only some old customers took care of their feelings, and then walked into Tang Ji.

Wan Yuanbai looked worried, and then worried about the house he had just paid for in installments: "What he made is indeed delicious, but it shouldn't be like this, our Tang Ji tastes good, and the price has been reduced so much." At

this time, he couldn't even eat lunch, and he kept standing at the door, slowly reducing the flow of people from the noon peak.

And then to six o'clock in the afternoon.

Crowds of office workers have appeared around, as well as tourists.

There are more and more pedestrians on the street, and only the delivery man is waiting for the arrival of the delivery boy.

Qin Mo's shop started again, and after receiving the news, some customers gave up Tang Ji and preferred to wait in line for the first bun!

Finally, I saw a customer coming over, and Wan Yuanbai hurriedly greeted him personally.

"Manager Wan, bring me five meat buns."

This is a middle-aged man who has just left work, and every time he gets off work, he has to pass through the food street, that is, to buy a few buns from Tang Ji.

"Bring me one first, pack the rest."

I saw the middle-aged man pick up the bun, take a bite, and suddenly frowned.

"Mr. Li, how does it taste?"

Wan Yuanbai looked at the customer nervously, but they re-improved the filling inside the bun.

"The taste is okay, but I think it's still a little greasy, and compared to the first bun shop, it's still a bit different."

Hearing this, Wan Yuanbai's face suddenly became difficult to see.

"Forget it, I'll go over to line up and buy some more."

In the eyes of Tang Ji employees, this old customer surnamed Li is gone.

Now just try their buns, immediately choose to give up, and don't even mind lining up to buy the buns made by Qin Mo.

It's the peak of the day.

They found that Tang Ji had fewer and fewer repeat customers.

As long as you have eaten the buns from the first bun shop, you would rather choose to go to the queue.

Wan Yuanbai also deliberately ran to Qin Mo's shop to observe for a while.

Looking at the queue of hundreds of people outside, even Tang Ji did not have this treatment when he was at his most brilliant.

Everyone who buys the first bun shop is full of praise after eating.

At eight o'clock in the evening.

Received a call from a crouched employee.

Tang Ji's employees immediately ran out of the door and shouted.

"Fresh buns, the chef came out to improve, buy six get one free, everyone is welcome to come and taste."

Even if the first bun shop is closed now, Qin Mo's remaining soup still can't feed Tang Ji.

Until it was about to close, Tang Ruizhi looked at the two-thirds of the buns and porridge left in the store.

His face was extremely pale, and the surrounding employees did not dare to say anything even when it was time to leave work.