The Era of Hard Work
Chapter 107 Lu's Mala Tang (for subscription)
Coming out of the credit department of the Industrial and Commercial Bank, Lu Dong was in a good mood. Lu Chun and Lu Jianguo had prepared various certificates in advance.
Lu Dong was refreshed, but Lu Chun was frowning.
"What's wrong?" Lu Dong asked.
Lu Chun let out a long sigh: "I'm in debt, I'm worried."
Lu Dong reassured: "Brother, you only pay 30,000 yuan with a down payment of 50%, or pay it off in 20 years, how much will you pay in a month? I don't have to worry about paying more than 800 yuan a month."
He came up with an idea: "In the future, you will live in the police station and eat at the police station, and it won't cost you much money."
"I think so too." Lu Chun shook his head, "But I'm spending a lot of money."
Lu Dong nodded: "I understand, when it comes to dating, men spend more money."
This point, presumably Du Xiaobing can prove that Lao Du spends money like water in pursuit of true love.
After all the formalities are completed, the bank will issue a loan, the store will basically be in hand, and the key step of the plan to open the store will be completed.
As for branches and the like, it is a long-term goal.
At the same time, Lu Dong's deposit was reduced to 5,000 yuan.
The shop will be delivered in the spring of next year. Like the residential building, the delivery is a pure rough house.
If you want to open a store, you need to decorate, equip tables and chairs, and need working capital. In the long run, it is best to install air conditioners.
These all require money.
The store for sale this time is the first phase, and there will be a second phase later.
Society is changing, and most of the time, plans and ideals are often inseparable from the support of money.
Today, braised pork biscuits have already gained a reputation in the university town, and the daily income is very stable. Combined in the morning, noon and evening, the single-day sales volume is stable at 480 to 500, and the sales volume is basically around 800.
However, sales of daily necessities are declining, and profits are also declining.
The West Market is there, as long as you have the heart and money, you can always find a way to buy goods.
In the next step, Lu Dong is going to serve Mala Tang, but no one in the university city is currently doing it.
And if we can lay a certain foundation, we can also develop towards the advanced version of Malatang when opening a store in the future.
Great Chinese cuisine, everything can be grilled, everything can be scalded, and everything can be rinsed.
As for the copycat fried chicken restaurant, he didn't rule it out, he was familiar with it, and everything could be fried.
On the second day after finishing the bank procedures, after finishing his morning work, he heard drums beating in the east again. Lu Dong went to take a break to chat with Uncle Qi, mainly about helping to refit a new car body.
As long as there are materials, it will be no difficulty for Seventh Uncle.
In the middle of the morning, Lu Dong took a minibus to Quannan, and first took a bus to the famous East Street of Normal University.
This narrow road is located on the east side of the old school of Normal University, and it is also a well-known street for snacks and groceries throughout Quannan.
Fried chicken, steamed buns, skewers, sesame seed cakes, oden, malatang, pancakes, etc., you can find everything here.
Even the rare potato flour in Quannan is sold.
There are five or six shops selling Malatang on the street.
When it was almost noon, Lu Dong found a place to take a closer look. In front of two Mala Tang stalls nearby, students soon surrounded them. One shop was considered open. There are three tables, and the tables change quickly.
Students who have no place to eat eat while standing on a rectangular iron plate covered with a plastic bag.
The used iron plate is just like Zhao Juanjuan's porcelain bowl for holding tofu brains. Throw away the old plastic bag and put a new plastic bag on it to continue.
People who can eat these roadside snacks will not be too particular.
Lu Dong observed carefully, and roughly estimated that during the two hours from 11:30 to 1:30, there were no disconnections from the three families, at least four or five, mainly students and young people.
In addition, some people were taken away.
Skewered off, packed in a bag, may be taken home as a dish to eat.
There are five or six sellers, and the business is very good, even very good is not enough to describe it, it can be called hot.
Not only Malatang, most of the snacks on this street are doing well.
This street has a lot of traffic. It can be said that it is a mature business district, which is incomparable to the small market in the university town.
But there is one thing, the competition in the university town is small, unlike here, there is no single-family snack for any snack.
After 1:30, the flow of people became thinner and thinner. Lu Dong saw a mala tang stand vacant and walked over.
"Do you want to eat?" The boss spoke Quannan dialect, and handed over a tray covered with plastic bags: "Choose whatever you want."
Lu Dong took it, and Yi Quanpu asked, "Boss, how do you sell it?"
The boss smiled and said, "Five skewers for 1 yuan."
Lu Dong chose something from the slightly spicy soup plate, and said casually, "There is a shop next to my high school, and they all sell 8 skewers for 1 yuan."
"Are you a freshman?" The boss is not busy, and he is willing to chat with people: "You come from a small place, right? Not to mention the consumption between the two places, the difference in booth fees alone is huge."
Lu Dong chose a few typical synthetic products such as sweet and spicy skewers, fish tofu, meatballs, and nodded in agreement: "Yes."
"Brush the sauce yourself." The boss pointed to the two stainless steel jars.
One is sesame paste with water and boiled, and the other is chili oil.
Lu Dong had eaten a lot of Malatang before, but when he noticed it, it was already fifty cents on a skewer. Someone from the south said that they never used sesame sauce there.
It seems that there is a big difference in hot pot dipping ingredients between the north and the south.
As a northerner, just as eating hot pot without sesame sauce is awkward, Lu Dong is also used to dipping in sesame sauce.
Eat a bunch of sweet and not spicy, although I know it is junk food, but after the oil soup is cooked, it tastes very delicious.
Lu Dong deliberately approached the boss: "Boss, your home tastes authentic and delicious! Let's cook two more vegetables, fungus, kohlrabi, and enoki mushroom."
The boss naturally likes to listen to good things. He sells himself and brags, which is actually tantamount to publicity in disguise: "I have worked here for three years, and no one who has eaten here has said anything bad."
Lu Dong nodded while eating: "Bring the dormitory people to eat together later." He followed the boss's words and asked: "After working for three years, I must have earned a lot."
"Small business." The boss waved his hand.
Lu Dong seemed like a curious freshman: "How much can I earn this time?"
The boss looked at him and didn't answer.
"I'm just curious." Lu Dong said casually, "I'm a student, can I compete with you for business?"
College students are very popular these days. Of course, the boss will not think that Lu Dong is robbing the business, but he still has reservations: "Half and half, in fact, it is hard money."
Lu Dong picked up the cooked vegetables and brushed the sauce: "People say that those who study missiles are not as good as those who sell tea eggs. Boss, you are too modest. Why do you have to earn fifty or sixty yuan a day?"
The boss laughed, thinking that this college student was ignorant, so he couldn't help showing off in a subtle way: "I only do it at noon and night. I don't dare to say that there is too much water in a day, and there are four or five hundred."
He couldn't help shaking his head: "The cost here is also high. The booth fee, management fee, sanitation fee, and the mess add up, and the cost is not low."
Lu Dong silently kept it in his heart, it seemed that there were many people with certain assets walking out of this street.
Not to mention being rich and powerful, life is also rich in Quannan.
After eating and paying, Lu Dong went to a Mala Tang stall in the distance to buy something and chatted for a while, and heard a lot of first-hand news.
The price here is basically one yuan and five skewers, but the items on a skewer are much larger than before.
For example, the meatballs and Tianbula are obviously one size bigger than those after six or seven years.
These things are cheap to mass produce.
Lu Dong then went to the Shilipu market and found the wholesale shop that he had been to before. Just like Tang Wei's jewelry package batch, the finished Mala Tang here is also wholesaled by package.
Small bags are 2 yuan, medium bags are 5 yuan, and large bags are 10 yuan.
In fact, the cost of each string is only five or six cents.
This is still relatively reliable.
Lu Dong specifically asked about the cheapest ones. According to the wholesale boss, if the meatballs costing one yuan are mass-produced in the workshop, the cost of the worst kind is more than ten cents.
Cheng Lifeng's lesson is right in front of him, and Lu Dong also has a bottom line in life, he doesn't know how to use cheap goods, and he dare not use them.
Of course, it's impossible to count on how fastidious these roadside snacks are.
Lu Dong can guarantee that if he makes it, he will strictly control the purchase, and the soup will not be used indiscriminately.
Whether Malatang is delicious or not, the soup is very important.
Lu Dong bought some raw materials, went back a little earlier that night, and combined some homemade marinade with Hu Chunlan to make soup in the old house. Do some tastings to find the one that suits you best.
The students in the university town are mainly in Taidong and surrounding provinces, and the tastes here are not very different from those here.
It's still hot these days, and it's not easy to preserve the finished Malatang. Lu Dong is not in a hurry. In addition to continuing to do business during the day, he finds time to hire Hongxing to go to Quannan to buy goods and materials, and deliver them to the construction site with the ordered trailer. Uncle, mentor and apprentice helped to refit.
Hu Chunlan was not idle either. In addition to continuing to experiment with soup, she also went to Songjia Village to order a second-hand Jialing car. The car was refitted with a trailer mount. It was originally used to pull scrap iron, and it was about 7 years old.
This kind of old-fashioned motorcycle is quite well-made, and it costs 200 yuan to buy it back, and it will run for two years without any problem.
Later, many old Jialings were not damaged by riding, but damaged.
Just like Diao Juan who sells fish, most of the rural women who go to the fields ride drag motorcycles just for fun.
During the period, Lu Dong went to the West Market again. Apart from the daily necessities, he also specially bought some Mala Tang accessories such as folding tables, iron trays, and small mats to make final preparations for this sale.
After trying it for four or five days in a row, Lu Dong invited many neighbors to try it, and found the most acceptable flavors.
Lu Dong and Hu Chunlan made soup with marinated ingredients, broth, chili and a small amount of lard. They also made three kinds of sauces, ordinary sesame sauce with water and boiled, homemade marinade sauce and hot sauce.
Lu Dong also made a brand new signboard, which was hung on the refitted trailer, with gold letters on a red background——Lu's Malatang!
Even the braised pork biscuits have changed the signboard, and it still reads - Qingzhao special snacks, inheriting a century-old flavor.
The following is changed to - Lu's Braised Pork Cake!
After this busy period, when he saw Lu Jianwu again, Lu Dong planned to ask Lu Jianwu to help him register the trademark in order to prepare for opening a store in the future.
In late October, when the weather stabilized and cooled down, Lu Dong purchased in large quantities and officially launched a new mala tang business.
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