Chapter 922: Home-cooked restaurant on the verge of bankruptcy (12)
Originally, Li Hongyun thought that even if the guests on his side did not flock to him, there would be a few, but they had been open for two or three hours, let alone having dinner, there was not even a person asking.
So, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
Looking out from time to time.
After a while, when it was almost noon, he could no longer stay in the house. He went out directly to look at the situation left and right, and then he would pick up customers to see if he could bring in two customers, and at least sell two to ease the finances.
After all, if the vegetable and egg oil that is owed from credit from the system cannot be sold, it will be broken.
He has to bear it himself.
As a result, as soon as he came out, he saw a crowd of people at the entrance of the home-cooked restaurant not far from him.
Not only were there people in the store crowded, but there were also people outside the store crowded. The boss even moved a lot of tables to the door of the home-cooked restaurants, so that they could eat outside.
"Damn it, it's really a drought, a drought, a drought, a drought, a drought, it's better to have such a business here? Forget it, let's just attract customers first.
Fried rice can't be sold anymore.
I'll lose everything."
After watching the crowds of people at the home-cooked restaurant with envy, Li Hongyun quickly cheered himself up and began to give him a shameless appeal.
But, he sells a portion of fried rice for 360 yuan. Anyone who hears this price will turn his back on it. He is neither a celebrity nor a high-end hotel. A small fly restaurant sells a fried rice for 360 yuan, which is fooling around.
As for what good eggs and rice?
Any ordinary people have heard of those things?
A few people have bought eggs that cost more than ten yuan per pound. Most of them don’t buy eggs that cost five, six, seven or eight yuan. Sometimes supermarkets do activities, and there are eggs that cost two or three yuan per pound of feed.
There are many people who snatch it up.
So Li Hongyun's soliciting customers was completely insulting himself. Let him tell the truth. In the eyes of others, his fried rice was just egg fried rice. On one hand, there were egg fried rice that cost four yuan per serving, and on the other hand, egg fried rice that cost three hundred and sixty yuan per serving. Most of the people who are not crazy or stupid should choose four yuan.
After all, no one's money is blown by the strong wind. In their small county, most people earn less than 360 yuan a day, so how could they be willing to spend 360 yuan to buy a fried rice? Therefore, whether Li Hongyun was holding a young couple or looking at the rich aunt and aunt, the final result was the same the moment he told the price.
That is, he was instantly thrown away by others.
He had a good temper and ran away in a hurry.
He has a bad temper and pointed at him and scolded him for being accused of being a black man.
When it was almost over for lunch, Li Hongyun still had no egg fried rice, but his reputation as a black-hearted profiteer spread rapidly in the food street.
Originally, the circulating speed would not be so fast, but who told Qiaomu's home-cooked restaurants to open today and were sold in half. Some people would pass by Li Hongyun's shop when they went to the restaurant for dinner before they could go to Qiaomu's home-cooked restaurants.
When passing by, some people will inevitably be dragged by Li Hongyun to promote his fried rice.
When these people broke free from Li Hongyun's arms and came to Qiaomu's home-cooked restaurant to have dinner with others, they would inevitably want to tell their friends about the strange things they had just encountered.
I said this too.
The sky-high fried rice and the unscrupulous boss soon spread and became known to everyone.
Even Qiaomu, who was sitting at the counter to collect money, heard their comments and became curious.
I'm curious about who is so confident in himself.
Is this crazy to dare to sell fried rice that costs 360 yuan per serving in such a small place?
"Which company are you talking about?
Why don’t I remember what supreme food store is here on our food street?”
"What's new? The octopus ball shop has changed its signature before, but even the boss has not changed. It's still the little boss. The octopus balls sold in the store used to taste average. Now I don't know what's going on. I'm starting to sell fried rice with eggs.
Just sell it, the price is so expensive.
People sell fried rice, but he is completely blackmailing. Which egg fried rice can be sold at his price?
It's simply crazy.
Even if the meat price has risen now, I can buy more than ten kilograms of meat for 360 yuan. Isn’t it delicious to make braised pork? Eat his fried rice with eggs?
Braised pork for 360 yuan.
It can make my whole family full of five or six."
Aunt Wang, who was sitting next to Qiaomu's cashier, immediately responded to Qiaomu with a smile. She was the one who was pulled and promoted by Li Hongyun.
When I first heard the price.
She thought she had encountered a robbery.
Now I think it's ridiculous.
On the table, they now have a large table of three meat dishes, three vegetarian dishes, two soups and desserts, which add up to only 160 yuan.
It's more fragrant than a bowl of fried rice with eggs.
The taste of each dish was amazing, many times better than what she cooked herself and the food she had eaten in different restaurants in the past. In just a while, she bit her tongue two or three times.
What is this called?
This is a delicious tongue that can be swallowed.
"I have an impression of this shop, but the price of selling octopus balls in their house used to be quite cheap. I heard that others only cost more than ten yuan per serving, or even twenty yuan per serving, but their house sells five yuan per serving. When they first opened, they got crazy. Why are they like this now?"
Although Qiao Mu did not think about the system for a while, he did feel quite strange.
Even if I don’t want to do it, I won’t cheat myself so much. I don’t really want to collect IQ tax.
"Who knows, maybe it's crazy.
By the way, when I mentioned the price, I remembered another thing. Didn’t a Western restaurant open on the corner of the street yesterday? I originally thought there would be any activities there to open there, so I went to join in the fun, but the owner of the store was really deducted, and there was no activity at all just now.
Not to mention the discounts like Sister Qiao.
There is no 20% discount.
But I just like to join in the fun, so I went in and took a look, my god.
The owner of that store did not take any hesitation.
What is the name of a piece? Some snowflake steak is added in English in front. As a result, one serving costs 588 yuan, and only one steak is available.
There is also that pasta, isn’t it just noodles? Isn’t it? We only have a noodles here, and only a portion of green vegetable noodles is eight yuan per portion, and it only costs four yuan in half. How much does a portion of pasta cost in which store sells for?”
Because Yu is the behind-the-scenes owner or chef of the Western Restaurant, he does not accept guests, so Aunt Wang really doesn't know that the Western Restaurant was run by Qiao Mu's grandson, and at this time he just complained about what he saw yesterday.
"Five hundred and eighty-eight, are you crazy?
Five hundred and eighty-eight is enough for me to buy about ten kilograms of fresh beef. Our local buffalo is only sold for fifty-five yuan per kilogram. The large quantity can still bargain for fifty yuan per kilogram. What are the frozen beef sold in supermarkets and imported frozen beef.
It's more than 29.9 yuan per pound.
But how expensive the noodles can be sold, I remember that I had eaten pasta before. Isn’t that one in the winning market? One serving is only sold for 20 or 30 yuan, and the price is actually quite good.”
Wei Dahong said in surprise and interest as her younger brother and sister sitting next to Aunt Wang.
Chapter completed!