Scene Of A Boxed Rice Box, Visitors Fill The Whole Road!

Walking out of the Chuanshan Fresh Wholesale Market, it was already afternoon.

Wang Zhi and Liu Qing arrived at a color printing shop as quickly as possible.

"Boss, can you print the sign of the stall here?"

Wang Zhi looked at the billboards full of flowers and green billboards and asked nonchalantly.

A woman in a tight dress with fashionable blonde curly hair smiled and replied

, "Of course, what is the demand?"

Wang Zhi thought carefully for a while, and immediately spoke: "It's good to use white for the background, about one meter two, and a Zhi Ge stir-fry is printed on it."

"What color is the text in?" The curly-haired woman asked.

Wang Zhi said categorically: "Red! Red is more festive. "

“OK！"

The curly-haired woman gestured and then sat down at the computer desk and manipulated it.

Followed by.

Walked up to a large machine and pressed a few buttons.

With a "squeaking" sound, a 1.2-meter-long, 0.5-meter-wide white signboard slowly came out of the machine.

The curly-haired woman rolled up the white sign and put it in a black plastic bag.

"Handsome man, your signboard is ready, a total of 80 yuan."

The curly-haired woman said with a smile towards Wang Zhi, who was sitting at the door playing with his mobile phone.

Wang Zhi raised his head, stunned, and immediately said: "

So expensive?"

"Can it be cheaper?"

The curly-haired woman looked embarrassed: "Handsome guy, this is the lowest price in our store, it can't be lower." "

Now the signboards are out.

Wang Zhi regretted it too late.

He gritted his teeth and still swept eighty pieces over.

Walk out of the color printing shop.

Liu Qing sighed and complained: "This boss is also too pitted, I only spent fifty yuan on that signboard last time."

Wang Zhi pouted: "Forget it, maybe people's household materials are expensive!" The

two discussed a few words and returned to the car.

Ready to drive back to the top.

......

It was already night when we reached the top of the mountain.

After a day of running, Wang Zhi and Liu Qing were both tired.

After the two of them brought the ingredients and signboard to Wang Zhi's house together, Liu Qing went home.

One night without a word.

Following.

The two were invited together, hung the sign on the stall car, and then made all the preparations.

Until the third day.

Wang Zhicai pushed the stall cart and prepared to go to the food street to open.

Open on the first day.

He also set up a special event.

If you spend 100 pieces in total, you can receive a plate of plum vegetable buckle meat for free.

He pushed the stall cart down the road of the food street, and suddenly attracted the attention of many stall owners.

"Eh, that guy has never seen it before, is he new?"

"It should be, such a familiar face~

" "His choice is stir-fried, isn't this colliding with Xiao Yu?" Xiao Yu's business is so good, I guess this guy's business will be very bleak..."

"That's not necessarily, what if people cook more deliciously?" And we are a scenic spot here, do not eat repeat customers!

"The eyes of the masses are bright, let's go to taste it at noon this time, just to chat with this new stall owner."

"..."while

everyone is discussing.

Wang Zhi pushed the stall to the booth and sorted it out.

Hang up today's business event sign, it can be regarded as officially open.

Wang Zhi just came.

The stall owners who had just chatted came over.

"Handsome guy, stir-fry me a chili fried meat."

"I want a slice of boiled meat."

"Then I'll have a tomato scrambled egg!"

Wang Zhi didn't expect to come so soon.

At this moment, he felt a dark joy in his heart.

He opened a restaurant for a while.

Originally, there was still a foundation.

I just haven't done it for a long time.

I'm a little worried that it won't taste good to make.

Wang Zhi's palms were sweating at this time, and his hands holding the spatula and handle were shaking.

Good in these three dishes.

When he first opened the restaurant.

Do it often, muscle memory is still there.

Even if it's not done, it won't be too bad.

Half an hour later.

He made three stir-fry dishes and packed them for the three stall owners.

One of the somewhat bald stall owners asked

, "Young man, you have practiced your technique, you used to open a restaurant?"

"Yes!" Wang Zhi nodded. "I opened a fast food restaurant outside an electronics factory a few years ago."

Another dark-skinned stall owner gave a thumbs up.

"Awesome, then you must taste delicious."

After speaking, he pointed in the direction of Sunset.

"Young man, there is also a fast food seller over there, but he was not born in Koban, but he cooks very well and cooks deliciously, and we stall owners and tourists often go to him to buy it."

He chattered for a long time.

Wang Zhi still didn't understand what it meant.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard this uncle continue:

"His non-professional business is so good, then you will definitely be better, come on!"

The other two stall owners chimed in: "Come on!

Wang Zhi heard this.

A warmth in my heart.

"Thank you, thank you."

After a few brief chats, the three stall owners left.

Hear these words.

Wang Zhi was obviously much more swollen than just now.

I already fantasize about the picture of my daily income of thousands and buying a car and a house.

But will reality really be as he wants?

The midday rush is coming.

There is an endless stream of tourists coming in and out of the food court.

This time.

It is also when the stall owners make the most money.

In order to attract customers, the stall owners of the food street can be said to have used eighteen classes of martial arts.

Some use loudspeakers, some use loud voices, and some stall owners directly beat gongs and drums to attract the attention of tourists.

There are also some stall owners of wooden flutes.

You can only sit dryly.

Wait for customers to come and buy something.

Sunset is one of them.

But his business is the best.

This is the moment.

There was a long line in front of his booth.

It even lined up in front of Wang Zhi's booth.

See this scenario.

Wang Zhi's heart was sour.

Why the same stir-fry.

There was a long queue in front of other people's booths, but there was no one in front of their own booths....

Looking at the more and more people in front of the sunset booth, Wang Zhi's heart was a little unbalanced.

He rolled his eyes and said in his heart: "It seems that this time we still have to take the initiative." "

Stir-fry! Fragrant stir-fry! Eight years of experience in restaurants guarantees deliciousness! "

...,"

he shouted a few times, pulling his throat.

Sure enough, it attracted several people.

Those who want to eat and plan to taste the meals made by Sunset.

But seeing the long line in front of the Sunset booth, those people immediately retreated.

This posture.

At least wait for more than an hour.

Some people think that this time cost is too long.

For the sake of convenience, I simply bought it directly from Wang Zhi.

Wang Zhi was quite happy when he saw that there were customers ordering.

After all.

It was his first day of business.

After stir-frying three or four dishes in a row, a young man with a comb on the head of the plane came to Wang Zhi's booth.

"Boss, didn't you say you have a box lunch here? Why didn't you see it? The young man at the head of the plane asked.

"Box lunch?" Wang Zhi frowned and said, "We only have stir-fried dishes here, do you need it?" "