Universe Infinite Canteen

"Brother Yang, how many copies did you sell the first time you went out to the stall?" Ma Lu asked curiously.

"I remember it was about 5 servings. I heard the aunt selling egg waffles next door said that this was a good score among newcomers. Then I ate two portions myself. I had to eat the rest because I was worried that it would go bad overnight. It failed, and as a result, my profit that day was negative by more than 300 yuan.

"When I came back, I told my dad not to torment me. He could still support me while I was lying down. If I really worked hard, he might have to sell the house. But he got furious and beat me."

Brother Yang curled his lips and said, "You just plan to sell fried meat patties. Are you so anxious to ask me for plastic bags? Are you planning to set up the stall today?"

"We have temporarily decided to try it out on a trial basis," Ma Lu said.

"How many ingredients have you prepared?"

"One hundred and fifty copies."

"…………"

Brother Yang opened his mouth and was about to say something, when Lao Wang's voice came from the kitchen, "Okay."

Malu stood up, went to bring out the fried jackal patties that had just come out of the pan, and placed them in front of little Brother Yang.

Brother Yang sniffed twice and muttered, "It smells pretty good."

After saying that, he picked up the chopsticks and picked up the meatloaf. After one bite, his expression changed, "It's hot...why is it so juicy?!"

Although he said this, he was reluctant to spit it out, and continued to chew on it while grinning.

Ma Lu hurriedly said, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, it's all yours, no one will rob it from you."

In just half a minute, Brother Yang had a meatloaf in his stomach, and then he also ate the side dishes on the plate. He raised his head and said, "One more!"

Malu was a little embarrassed, "We plan to sell the rest."

Brother Yang didn't waste any time. He immediately took out his mobile phone and slapped it on the table, "How much will it cost if I scan it for you?"

"Eighteen each."

"How much?" Brother Yang was startled, "Your meatloaf is only half the size of a hand, so the price is a bit expensive."

"Then are you willing to buy it?"

Brother Yang thought for a moment and silently brought up the payment page, and Ma Lu also completed his first order of the day.

Looking at the extra 18 yuan in his WeChat account, Ma Lu felt refreshed.

It seems that setting up a stall is not that difficult. I have already started to make money even before I set up the stall.

After seeing Brother Yang off, Ma Lu looked at his watch. It was 11:25, which was just around the corner from lunch time, and Lao Wang had also processed all the raw materials.

So Malu stopped talking nonsense and waved his hand, "Let's go and set up a stall to make money!"

The two of them loaded all the necessary kitchen utensils and ingredients onto the tricycle, and then set off eagerly.

Although he has never run a stall before, Ma Lu also knows the importance of location selection for a food stall.

A very simple and simple truth, places with a lot of people are bound to sell better than places with less people.

So before going out, Malu thought about it and planned to sell it under the office building.

12 o'clock happens to be the lunch break time for most companies. At that time, a large number of hungry white-collar workers will pour out of the office building and wander around like zombies looking for food. It is a good time for fried jackal patties to show off their skills.

However, as soon as Ma Lu arrived near the first office building, a security guard came over and warned, "No stalls are allowed here!"

Malu didn't argue when he saw this, he turned the handlebar and drove towards the next place.

Ten minutes later, he came to the next street. There were many office buildings here, and more importantly, there were many stalls on the side of the road. It seemed that there were no security guards.

So Ma Lu stopped the car and planned to set up the stall as well, but at this moment the big brother selling bacon flatbreads across the street suddenly came over.

"Put it somewhere else."

"Um?"

"We've already taken over this place."

Malu looked around, "But isn't there a lot of open space here?"

"Put it somewhere else, otherwise it will affect our business." The elder sister selling boxed lunches at the side also interjected.

Malu looked at the old woman selling rice balls on the other side, the couple making hamburgers, and even the little brother selling lemon tea, who had no competition with him... all looked at him with a somewhat unkind look.

Malu immediately understood that he had encountered a reserved venue. There was no point in arguing at this time. The vendors in this area had united and excluded outsiders. Maybe even the nearby security guards had been bribed.

Malu took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over, "Brother, join us too. We will sell them for an hour. We will leave immediately after an hour and will never come here again."

The eldest brother selling bacon flatbreads didn't smoke, but his face improved a lot. They put a lot of effort into setting up a stall here, and they didn't want outsiders to take advantage of them.

Yesterday at noon, two college students wanted to sell juice here, but they worked together to drive them away. The two sides even had a quarrel and had a big fight, which made them very angry and delayed a lot of time in doing business.

On the contrary, Ma Lu looked at him, although he was still very young, but he obviously had a lot of experience. However, the big brother selling bacon flatbreads still shook his head and said, "No, we have agreed not to add more people."

After a pause, he added, "But you can go two blocks further. There is a subway entrance over there, and the flow of people is not bad. I placed it there before."

"Okay, thank you very much."

Ma Lu estimated that it would be difficult to find a location in a nearby office building at noon, so he could only settle for the next best thing and try near the subway entrance.

If that doesn't work, we can only tell the tragic story of Lao Wang's wife and separation and mental disorder to everyone.

Fortunately, there were no more troubles at the subway entrance, and the vendors selling other things nearby were also more polite. When they saw Ma Lu and Lao Wang setting up a stall, someone came up to help them. It was a man with a Henan accent.

While helping, he did not forget to hold up his mobile phone to broadcast live, "Family members, there is a new member joining the Guojiazhuang stall group today. He is a very handsome young man and his... dad?"

"Roommate." Malu corrected, opening a pack of cigarettes and giving one to the man who came to help.

"Eh, yes, yes, it's true. It seems like these little brothers are the ones who are causing big troubles."

The man took the cigarette and continued talking to the phone, "You see, family, no matter what you do, Xie will get into trouble. This society is like a river and lake. There are three gangs for each hero. Xie is like Yang Guo. They all have to be matched with a sculpture.”

Malu glanced at his mobile phone while he was speaking. The upper right corner showed 67 people online, and then he looked at the name of the live broadcast room - Zen Life.

A little hard to rate.

However, the old man was indeed very enthusiastic. After helping, he said that he would take care of Malu's business on the first day and help him. However, when he heard that a small meatloaf costs 18 yuan, his face changed slightly and he didn't mention it again after that. Now that this was over, he sat back in front of the stall where he sold Buddhist beads bracelets and continued chatting with his family.

Malu put the printed A4 paper on the signboard, and Lao Wang on the other side also heated up the oil.

Everything is ready, all that's left now is the guests.

Thank you for being dipped in sugar for nothing, elegant people, the sky is not as good as the gods, the chasm is deep,

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