When the salt-baked chicken comes out of the oven, the skin is golden in color and exudes a special "salt" smell. It is cooked under the salt, and Shani is afraid that it will be too salty.

"It's not salty." Ji Huai took off a chicken wing and handed it to her, "Try it."

"Then let me try it." She took it and put it into her mouth. The light saltiness in her mouth was just right, and there was also a pleasant fragrance.

"It's not salty either." Ji Huai broke open the chicken and handed a piece of chicken breast to her mouth. Shani opened her mouth.

It is indeed not salty, and the meat is tender and delicious, with a hint of Chinese herbal medicine.

Before Shani could even open her mouth to praise, Ji Fan had already opened his mouth and patted the table with his chubby hands, "Dad, it smells so good and it tastes delicious."

"Then you eat more." Ji Huai broke off a piece of meat, put it in his bowl, and broke off another chicken wing to Shani.

She likes to eat chicken wings, so every time he leaves two chicken wings for her, but it was not the case when he was at Ji's house before. Tong Zhenmei and Ji Yun both liked to eat, and she was just married, so how could she dare to snatch them? They were all modest.

"Hubby, I also want chicken feet. They feel more flavorful and delicious." Shani was not polite, and she said with a smile, "We can make them tomorrow and sell them. How many should we make in a day?"

"Just make a few. The meat will become astringent over time. It tastes better if you eat it while it's hot." Ji Huai broke off the chicken feet and gave them to her, and continued.

Hearing this, Shani frowned slightly, "That's true. The raw materials we bought cost sixty yuan each, and the cost is high. It's not good to buy too expensive."

Ji Huai: "Sell one for ninety-eight."

"Is it too expensive?" She hesitated, "The per capita income in our town is not high, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to sell."

Their pancakes only cost 6 yuan each, and the prices of most items are also in the range of 50 to 6 yuan. If you pay too much, you may not be able to make them for a long time.

"Selling the whole piece is already expensive. With the raw materials and various costs, the cost of each piece is more than 60 yuan, and what about labor costs? If you only make a few yuan, it is not cost-effective to sell it." Ji Huai did not consider that.

Duo, instead said, "Chicken feet are so expensive, but there are people who can buy them by just a few kilograms, right?"

"That's true." Shani agreed.

Ji Huai made another one and asked Ji Fan to carry it to Zhang's house.

When the couple was busy, Mr. Zhang often helped them take Ji Fan to school, picking him up and dropping him off. He also liked to send him some food.

When Ji Fan carried it over, Mrs. Yan saw it and was extremely helpless, "Oh, what did your parents ask you to carry again? Don't carry it next time."

"It's delicious." Ji Fan continued walking inside.

"Grandma is carrying it, why is it so heavy?" Mrs. Yan quickly went to pick it up again and looked down at him, "Has Xiaofan eaten? Grandma has cooked jelly, do you want to eat it?"

Ji Fan shook his head. He was full. He ate a lot of chicken and half a bowl of rice.

"Xiaofan." Zhang Jiaxiao came down from upstairs. When she saw him, she called out, "You forgot to take your Bubble Bobble home. It's at my house."

Ji Fan walked over with little feet.

The two children walked upstairs hand in hand again, seemingly in love with each other. Old Mrs. Yan looked at the salt-baked chicken in her hand. They had finished their meal and couldn't eat it, so they had to put it away for dinner.

Yesterday, their daughter came back with a box of fruit. She had to take some out for Ji Fan to take back later.

upstairs.

Ji Fan walked over to get his bubble shooter.

Children all like to play with toys. He rarely bought toys in the past. His grandma didn’t like his mother buying him too many toys and would complain every time. But after they moved out to live together without grandma, his parents bought him toys every time.

He looked at the Bubble Bobble in his hand, then at Zhang Jiaxiao, and stretched the Bubble Bobble forward, "I can give it to you. My dad bought me another Bubble Bobble today."

"There are also toy guns and balls."

"Okay." Zhang Jiaxiao also looked happy and took it, then went to the toy box and rummaged through it and found a blue-haired Barbie doll. She walked up to Ji Fan with a sincere look on her face.

"Then I will also give you my favorite Barbie doll, give it to you."

Ji Fan followed Ji Huai. He was a straight man and very honest. He shook his little head and said, "I don't like your toy, I don't like it."

Zhang Jiaxiao felt that her good intentions had been trampled on, and felt a little sad. She handed the Barbie doll to him again, "It's very fun, very beautiful, and you can change clothes."

"I don't want it!" He refused decisively.

"Then I don't want your Bubble Bobble anymore." Zhang Jiaxiao also had a temper and wanted to return the Bubble Bobble to him.

There is an exchange between children. If he doesn't want hers, then she won't want his.

"I have a lot, and my dad will buy it for me, a lot." Ji Fan put his hands on the ground, got up from the ground, and walked out the door.

What he meant by this was actually to express that he could give her one and her father would buy it for him, but when Zhang Jiaxiao heard it, the meaning was wrong.

Mrs. Yan cut the fruit and brought it to the table. The boat of friendship between the two children suddenly capsized. One wanted to go home, and the other wanted to stuff the bubble bobble into the other's arms.

"Then I don't want it anymore, just take it."

"I don't want it. I gave it to you. I'm going home."

...

Finally, the threat among the children came again. Seeing that he kept refusing, Zhang Jiaxiao raised her voice and said, "It's not good for you to do this. If you do this again, I won't play with you anymore."

"Then I won't play with you, I'll play by myself." Ji Fan said and turned around and walked down. He didn't want to play with girls, he wanted to go and play with his big brother.

Mrs. Yan couldn't stop her, each one was more reasonable than the other. Before she could give the fruit to Ji Fan, he ran away with his short legs.

Run faster than anyone else.

The children were so noisy that the adults didn't pay much attention to it. Old Mrs. Yan went to Ji's house and brought some fruit to her, so she just mentioned it.

The next day.

Shani has already posted the printed leaflet on the door, and placed a small leaflet on each table.

It cost her hundreds of dollars just to design and print these, and her body ached to death.

Because I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to sell them, I only made three of them today. I don't know when I will be able to make my money back.

After the store opened, customers came in one after another.

Customers sitting in the store also like to ask for some chicken feet to nibble on and chat while turning on the air conditioner.

The customers who came in the afternoon all sat down to have afternoon tea, and it was impossible to buy a chicken to skin, so Shani didn't recommend it when ordering.

The first order of salt-baked chicken was sold at 5 pm. The customer was a couple and asked, "Are you going to get rice if you order chicken?"

I really never thought about this, but Shani reacted quickly. After all, it was time to eat. She smiled and said, "Yes, it comes with two bowls of rice and two glasses of lemon juice."

It's just two bowls of white rice, and the cost of lemon juice is not high. The profit from selling one is more than 30. They have never been stingy in doing business. They are all in the same town. Reputation is very important, otherwise the business will not last long.

"Then let's have one." The girl said.

"Okay." After Shani finished speaking, she added, "They are all freshly made in the afternoon and will taste better. Please wait a moment."

Nothing was added when it was cooked, but when it was taken out, Shani still took a layer of bamboo paper to wrap it, decorated it, and put on some disposable gloves.

Young people pay more attention to the sense of ritual. Sometimes good-looking food is more important than delicious food.

I don’t know if it was a good start, but a new customer looked at it twice when he passed by and asked Shani what it was.

Ninety-eight is not cheap. Some people think it is expensive. She laughed, "Because our family uses native chickens that are more than one year old, it is quite expensive to purchase them. Because it is expensive and the cost is too high, we don't dare to do too much."

, I made three today.”

After hearing this, it seemed to make sense. Some people asked but didn't buy it, but the remaining two sold quickly. The couple just asked, "Are there any more? We want to take one back."

"Sorry, no more, but it's already being done, but it will take half an hour to finish. Can you wait?" Shani apologized.

When someone just bought it, she asked Ji Huai to do it quickly. After all, their house was crowded at night, and there was a barbecue restaurant opposite, which had a lot of traffic.

Ji Huai didn't do much, so he only made two more.

"Okay." The man nodded and added, "Your salt-baked chicken is more flavorful than others. It's very fragrant. I'll buy it back for my parents to try."

Shani was naturally happy to receive the praise, "Thank you for the recognition, because it is our own small shop and we are strict in selecting ingredients, and it will definitely not be meat that is sold quickly."

Soon, the other one that was not out of the pot was also ordered.

The taste is the best when it comes out of the hot pot, and the fragrance that wafts when it is served continues to attract customers.

Shani saw the business opportunity, and the next step was to customize a box specifically for packaging, which must look good-looking and exquisite.

Ji Huai was very fast. He went to pick up twenty hens the next day. He also contacted a nearby chicken farm to provide them regularly in the future. If they had hens that did not eat feed, they could clean them and send them over, but the internal organs would be missing.

They should keep it for themselves.

Nowadays, people's living standards have improved, and many people are willing to spend money on food and drink. Shani thought that the barbecue restaurant opened opposite would divert the customer flow, but she did not expect that one day, it would bring them customer traffic.

I heard that their salt-baked chicken is quite delicious, so it’s normal for people who are eating barbecue and drinking to buy a whole one.

It smells delicious, and if someone buys it a few times, it becomes as famous as their chicken feet.

I originally thought that twenty a day would be the limit, but I didn’t expect to make thirty in the end. I didn’t dare to make any more because I was afraid that there would be leftovers because they wouldn’t taste good after a long time. If I couldn’t sell them, I would have to make them myself.

Eat it or give it to employees to take home.

You have to make a reservation after thirty units are sold, otherwise I won’t do it.

Ji Huai has not been idle since he got up in the morning. Although he is used to busy work, Shani is still reluctant to let him work too hard and wants to help him share the burden, but her body does not allow it.

In the end, we had no choice but to hire another helper.

Even if he hired a chef, Ji Huai still liked to do many things by himself. Shani still laughed at him for being too busy, but he said seriously, "I won't be in the store from now on, and you can't let them make the ingredients, let alone teach them."

"Why?" She was puzzled. How could anyone hire someone who wouldn't do the work?
To be continued...