Can Lagu actually sell it?

This news was not only Zhang Mazi.

No wonder I have been watching Chen Meng ride a bicycle with her younger sister in the city at night and come back in the middle of the night.

It turned out that I went to sell Lagu...

In the evening of that day.

When Chen Meng set out to the county town.

Many villagers took buckets and went to the river to catch Lagu, intending to take them to the city to sell them tomorrow.

Zhang Mazi quietly rode Sanbengzi behind Chen Meng and also went to the county town.

The lights are on.

The night market business is as prosperous as usual.

But Chen's spicy crayfish is not like the ones before, and has not opened yet.

"Brother, you really thought it was wrong. Today's business is not good." The younger sister was a little worried. According to today's trend, she was afraid that 60 pounds would be enough.

"My sister, do not be impatient when doing business. It is normal for business to have ups and downs. Both good and bad should be accepted... Besides, you don't look at what day of the week today. Today, it's a weekend when friends come out for dinner.

Wait." Chen Meng smiled.

The brother and sister were talking and laughing, but did not notice that there were eyes staring at them not far away.

Chen's spicy crayfish?

Lagu, who was given free gift in the river, turned into a crayfish...

Damn Chen Meng is quite good at doing business, but unfortunately, he looks like he is not doing well.

"Bald, the business is good."

"Yeah, this is not Brother Mazi. Why do you have time to come to the city today?" The owner of the barbecue stall was bald, busy with skewers. When he heard someone calling him, he looked up and saw that it was an acquaintance Zhang Mazi.

"Come on the go if you have nothing to do, I'll call you a few brothers to have a drink..." Zhang Mazi said, then walked to the convenience store next to her and called several pagers on a public phone.

Then he went back to the barbecue stall, found a seat, and started chatting with the bald man.

After chatting for a few words.

Zhang Mazi turned the topic to Chen Meng, "Bald, have you eaten the spicy Chen crayfish opposite? How does it taste?"

"Not really good. If the taste is good, how can the business be like this?" The bald man sneered.

Those who do business will never admit that others are better than their own business.

Of course, the bald barbecue stall business is indeed good. There are twenty tables, half of them sitting. Unlike Chen Meng, there is no table of guests yet.

"I think so. This thing is put in the countryside, and no one can eat it for free. Whoever is blind will spend money to buy it for food?" Zhang Mazi mocked.

He is worthy of being a prodigal son. He actually spent money to collect Lagu that no one wanted and ran to the city to sell.

It's just a terrifying laugh.

I have to pay at least a few dozen yuan a day.

I don’t know where Chen Meng got the money...

While talking.

I saw Chen's crayfish open.

"Is there really blindness?" Zhang Mazi was stunned.

The bald man couldn't hold on his face anymore. As soon as he finished speaking, no one ate him, he was slapped in the face in a blink of an eye. He twitched his mouth and said, "There are all kinds of birds in the forest, but I can't take care of one or two blind people."

And Chen Meng's side.

After waiting for an hour, he finally waited for the first wave of guests, but he was still a regular customer. He greeted warmly, "Brother, don't you stay at home for your children on weekends?"

"It's only the weekend that I have time to invite a few buddies to come out to gather together. I'm usually busy with my own... Brother, today you can sell some strength. The name of Chen's crayfish, brother, I'll blow it out for you.

All brothers come to eat with me, don’t let me down.”

"Don't worry, brother, I will definitely not let you down."

"That's best, give me five pounds first."

"Okay, brother, sit down, little sister, give this table 10 bottles of frozen beer, and I'm on my account." Chen Meng shouted.

"Brother, that's great."

The customer was very satisfied. In front of his brother, the boss gave him 10 bottles of beer when he came up, and he had enough face.

Ten bottles of beer cost only ten dollars.

A pound of crayfish is 5 pounds at a time.

The customer doesn’t care about ten yuan, he just needs the dough.

Chen Meng felt it was worth spending 10 yuan to maintain a generous table of guests.

The red crayfish boiled under the fiery red stove fire.

The fresh and fragrant soup kept rolling.

Soon, a strong spicy smell filled the surroundings.

It has attracted a lot of individual customers.

Zhang Mazi was stunned when he saw it, "Damn, there are so many blind people. No one wants Lagu to eat if you buy 15 pounds for free. Are these people crazy?"

"It's just a taste of freshness. Once the freshness is over, the business will be cold." The bald sneered.

His eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

He had to sell 40 or 50 skewers of meat to be worth it.

The cost of Lagu is very low, unlike its meat skewers, which cost at least three yuan per pound.

"I don't think it's necessary..." A trace of evil flashed in Zhang Mazi's eyes. He was not like an impulsive and brainless bald head. Lagu was placed in the countryside, and no one wanted anything at all. He didn't believe this group of people didn't know.

But even if they are willing to spend a sky-high price of 15 yuan per pound, it means that it is not just because of trying it out.

As time goes by.

Chen Meng's business has improved significantly.

Several regular customers went to the dance hall to dance, and took the lady out for a midnight snack after the dance.

Extremely generous in action.

At least it is five pounds and five pounds.

Chen Meng breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had been prepared in his heart, he didn't want to sell even 60 pounds, so he had to find the reason from himself.

fine.

Looking at the trend, there is absolutely no problem with 60 pounds.

"Brother, you're right, I'm worried in vain." The little girl was so happy that she couldn't stop talking.

After selling out 60 kilograms of crayfish, they got another seven or eight hundred.

If this continues, you can pay off all the debts you owed in half a month.

While talking.

When Chen Meng saw He Zhuang coming again, the three people were still following him.

Just glanced at the pretty woman with a cold face and the fat man with a hung head, Chen Meng knew that the crayfish I packed back last night was probably still unable to understand.

However, he admired the patience of this beautiful woman named Zhan. In order to study and understand this dish, he has been taking care of his business for three consecutive days.

"Brother, the old rules are the ones who should first get five kilograms and then pack five kilograms." He Zhuang walked over with a smile.

"Okay, brother, please sit down first, little sister, send a few bottles of beer to Brother He's table." Chen Meng immediately started working hard.

Who knew that He Zhuang did not intend to sit down, but stood by and watched Chen Meng shovel and cook.

"Brother He, why don't you go and sit down? It's too hot to stand here."

"The boss is talking about things, it's not convenient to get over it. It's okay. If you are busy with yours, I'll just go over it if I smoke a cigarette." He Zhuang said.

Chen Meng knew it well and must have not figured out how to make crayfish. He wanted to see Chen Meng's production process with his own eyes.

It doesn't matter.

These are the materials.

The production process is not a secret.

Sooner or later, they will be imitated by people.

The most important thing is the heat and secret seasoning, which is his magic weapon to win.

Chen Meng didn't care about He Zhuang being around him at all, and started making crayfish with quick movements.

at the same time.

On the opposite barbecue stall.

Zhang Mazi called out several friends and friends, and they also arrived. They were eating skewers and drinking beer. Zhang Mazi's eyes kept staring at Chen Meng. He estimated it briefly in his heart that in a short while, Chen Meng had already earned six or seven hundred yuan.

Money is here.

This number simply shocked his eyes.

Oh shit.

If you want to make a fortune, you don’t have any door.
Chapter completed!