According to the Earth, it is now six or seven o'clock in the evening.

Brother Yun smiled and said, "Brother Wu, you want to make more money. I have nothing else to do anyway. I am happy to make money every day."

Yun Ge sells much more.

Datou is still from Wu Dalang, and Yun Ge is already very satisfied with his own share!

Hearing this, Chen Feng didn't say anything.

Brother Yun was more responsible and did a good job. Chen Feng said again: "If you can't be busy alone, you can recruit people!"

"Okay, Brother Wu, my father and I can do it. If I really can't get busy, I will ask."

Brother Yun’s father also said, “Shopkeeper Wu, you are the benefactor of our children. In the past, my Yuner could only earn money by selling plows. Now, in addition to buying medicine, you can save some, you are the benefactor of our Yun family.”

Brother Yun’s father is very enthusiastic, and Chen Feng also knows about Brother Yun’s situation. Brother Yun’s father got a child in his later years, so he is relatively old and often gets sick.

In the past, Brother Yun sold pears and bought medicine, and his life was relatively tight, but now he is much better at it.

now.

Brother Yun took out five taels of silver from the cabinet: "Brother Wu, this is the store's recent income, this is the account book, and I remember it very clearly."

Chen Feng took a quick look and the profit was much greater than he expected.

Brother Yun can do something, but he doesn't.

This made Chen Feng's eyes lit up. He really did not see the wrong person.

Chen Feng took out two taels of silver and stuffed it into his father's hand: "You go buy some medicine for this money to recuperate."

Brother Yun's father's face changed drastically: "Hey, the shopkeeper can't do it, it can't do it!"

Manager Wu has treated their family like a benefactor, so why are you embarrassed to ask for other people’s money?

Chen Feng shook his head: "Old man, Xiao Yun will follow me, I will not treat him badly. You should take this money, as long as you do it well, you deserve it. Don't refuse!"

Two taels of silver are nothing to Chen Feng.

Brother Yun and his father were moved to tears. No one was as good as Manager Wu.

Yun Ge also told Chen Feng about the recent situation. Since his recent business is good, he can make a profit of 650 cents a day.

It was unexpected. I think Yun Ge is diligent and has a good service attitude. The customers have a good experience here, and the taste is personally told by Chen Feng. Yun Ge can now stand alone, and the business is good and can be said to be a thing of the past.

At this time, Brother Yun suddenly said, "By the way, Brother Wu, we have competitors recently!"

Chen Feng was stunned: "Competrator?"

"Yes, just on another street, Liu Street, the shopkeeper Wang, who is across eight shops, is selling pot and fried rice!"

Yun Ge's words surprised Chen Feng. Some people were selling fried rice and bacon?

Chen Feng could also think that his business was so good, so someone would definitely do it with him, which was inevitable.

"But Brother Wu doesn't have to worry. Their business is not good, just go and have a look!" Yun Ge smiled and said, "There are not many people over there."

Chen Feng nodded, and before he could stay for long, Chen Feng and Pan Jinlian left.

He wants to check the situation.

When I walked to another street in Yanggu County, I soon saw that Lao Wang Guokui was written on the door of a shop in front.

Chen Feng stared at the signboard above, then looked at the store's decorations and food. A middle-aged man next to the boiler took out round cakes with some seasonings on it.

There are very few people buying here, and it is not as popular as Yun Ge.

Chen Feng smiled when he saw this scene.

It is not that simple to make his pot-knut. Don’t look at a small cake, but it has a lot of tricks inside. Whether it is the time and toughness of kneading dough, the proportion of meat and vegetable fillings inside, and the time of roasting in the stove is all about it.

If you make a mistake, the taste will be very different.

The reason why Dalang Guokui is delicious is because it contains some unique skills. Yun Ge is taught by Chen Feng. Others want to get a share of the pie, but they don’t understand the business that will not be so good.

Chen Feng’s store is popular because it is delicious, and not everyone can make it.

He was not angry either. Market competition was normal, and he was not the only one who could sell Guokui.

"Dad, this business is not good!"

At this moment, there are father and son in the store. His son Wang Da looks 27 or 28 years old. He looks tough, has a burly figure and a little beard on his chin. He frowned: "The Guoku we made doesn't taste good, and if this continues, you will lose money!"

"Don't hurry, you have to take your time!" Old Wang, who was in his fifties, comforted: "How can business be so easy to do? We are just starting out and it will be fine in a few days."

Wang Da shook his head and disagreed with his father's statement: "Then Wu Dalang became popular on the first day of opening a store. We didn't taste easy to cook for a long time and would only lose money. We didn't have much money at all. The rent and the cost of buying these things were emptied. This would not work!"

"What can I do?" Lao Wang was also a little worried.

"If we can get the real secret recipe of Dalang Guokui, we won't have to worry about selling it."

Suddenly, Wang Da's eyes flashed and said, "Wu Dalang and Yun Ge will do it. If we don't go to Wu Dalang, we can ask Yun Ge for advice."

Lao Wang shook his head: "How could he pass it to us?"

Wang Da said seriously: "No, but it's better than working hard than us. Besides, many people are laughing at us, so we must not give up halfway!"

After Wang Da and his friends opened the shop, their brothers were making jokes, and so were their neighbors.

It is said that the two gangsters actually turned to work and started selling Guokui, but unfortunately the business is not good, which makes people laugh.

Just when the father and son were worried.

A voice came.

"Shopkeeper, come two Guokuns!"

The father and son of the Wang family were relatively idle. When they suddenly heard the voice, they knew that it was a customer coming to the door. They quickly rushed to do it. However, when they saw that it was the shopkeeper Wu, their faces were a little awkward.

They knew Zhangguin Wu and had also eaten Dalang Guokui.

It was precisely because of my jealousy that I also opened a business to grab a business.

Now that business is not good, Chen Feng sees it again. Old Wang smiled and said, "Well, is Manager Wu shopping?"

"Well! Are you selling Guokui too?" Chen Feng found it interesting.

"..." Lao Wang thought about it and had to tell the truth: "We see that Manager Wu is selling well, so we want to find a way out. This is not... I hope Manager Wu will not be accustomed to it!"

"No, it's business, it's common for normal competition!" Chen Feng tasted it with two pots.

The price of Guokui here is two yuan, which is cheaper than his family. It is obviously a business snatch.

Guokui was chewing in Chen Feng's mouth. How to say it, it tasted okay.

But compared with the authentic Dalang Guokui, many people are definitely not satisfied.

Chen Feng is an expert. He knows that the ratio of meat filling and vegetable filling is not in place as soon as he gets in his mouth. Secondly, there is a problem with the time of baking in the stove.

The kneading process must have been too long, making the taste very hard.

No wonder Guokui's business is so bleak.

Wang Da's eyes lit up and said, "Shopkeeper Wu, I have eaten your Guokui. There is something wrong with the taste of our making. I wonder what shopkeeper Wu has. Can you tell us one or two?"

Wang Da stared at Manager Wu. His face was full of flesh. Although he seemed enthusiastic, the father and son were gangsters from Yanggu County.

I used to do a lot of bad things to bully people, but now I have started a business and want to make money.

Unfortunately, the taste is not good, and Wang Da also wants to ask Chen Feng for advice.

Chen Feng was a little stunned and thought to himself that Wang Da was kicked in the brain by a donkey?

He competes with himself for business, and wants him to tell the secret recipe?

Whose signature is not like a treasure, how can it be easily taught? Wang Da is not Yun Ge, and it can bring benefits to Chen Feng’s store management.

According to his logic, wouldn’t it be more worry-free to directly ask someone for money?

Actually, Wang Da was not stupid either. He just saw that Wu Dalang seemed quite honest and dared to speak like this. What if this dark short winter melon was really stupid?

Wang Da knew that Dalang Guokui Store's business was booming and he was a little jealous. He went to see it a lot on weekdays.

He really wanted to get the secret recipe for making it, after all, it was something that made money.

Dalang can be popular even if he opens a branch, which shows how important the secret recipe is.
Chapter completed!