When he heard the two pieces, he felt panicked.

Looking at the bustling customers eating in the distance, he suddenly understood something... So that's it!

"I know, I know everything. Your boss is just trying to measure up!"

He pointed to the customers who were eating in the distance and explained: "Look, these people are all eating. Let's see how much is left in our bowls."

After hearing this, everyone looked down and saw that half of the bowl of noodles had been wiped out by themselves.

It was meal time now, they were already very hungry, and the noodles were not difficult to eat, so they kept eating with chopsticks.

The situation in the distance was even more alarming. Someone had already gone to make some noodle soup.

No choice, one bowl of free noodles per person!

Suddenly, the man in gray looked at Zheng Sanjin and asked eagerly, "How much did you spend on this meal? How many bowls have you given out in total now?"

"Also, I saw you were serving food very quickly. How long does it take you to make a bowl of noodles?"

The series of questions instantly confused Zheng Sanjin.

Others also looked at the two people in confusion, as if they wanted to see the answer from their faces.

"Noodles... We bought them for 90 yuan, and the master thought we were big customers, so he gave us 10 yuan as a gift."

"He also said that if you buy from them in the future, they can give it away. My mother-in-law bought the toon for free."

"The bean sprouts cost five yuan, the tomatoes cost twelve yuan, and the eggs cost thirty yuan. The total cost was one hundred and thirty-seven yuan."

Zheng Sanjin was confused, but he still told everyone honestly.

"The cost is one hundred and thirty-seven... Two hundred bowls... Two yuan per bowl... It can be sold for almost four hundred yuan..."

"Oh my God...you made more than three hundred dollars in just a short time?"

The more the man in gray analyzed it, the more frightened he became. In the end, his face turned pale and bloodless.

"What, you can make three hundred with such little effort, it's impossible!"

"Did you make a miscalculation?"

"Yes, there are firewood, rice, oil, salt, fire, artificial intelligence, and..." Everyone was talking but they were shocked in their hearts. Why did something incredible happen?

"Your boss is too cruel, too cruel!" the man in gray said in a trembling voice with trembling lips;

"Do you know how much a bowl of noodles costs in our restaurant? It costs five yuan, but after yours sells it for two yuan, who will go to our house to buy it?"

Zheng Dong also thought about it, but after hearing the words, he immediately advised: "You can't say that, you taste good, and they also have to wash the dishes at home, so they need to hire someone to wash the dishes, right?"

"It tastes so good. No matter how good it tastes, it can't be compared to other people's advantages!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in gray suddenly lost his temper.

He looked at the crowd with a bit of a gaffe and said, "Our family doesn't have as many eggs as theirs. The most important thing for ordinary people is affordability!"

"Who would be willing to put so many eggs in your house and put less in our house in the future? How can you buy so many eggs for thirty yuan?"

As an expert, the man in gray could see the problem at a glance. Scrambled eggs with toon and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Your eggs are free?

Zheng Sanjin lowered his head in shame and whispered, "The person in charge of the Beizhuang chicken farm is my friend. He said that I buy eggs of poor quality from him and buy one pound and get one pound free!"

"Pfft..." The man in gray clothes was about to spit out blood. He pulled Zheng Sanjin's arm and said, "Let's go, take me to see your kitchen!"

There was another question that puzzled him, and that was how it was possible to cook noodles so quickly. He just saw that there were almost fifty bowls of noodles when a cart came out.

The speed of serving food is also very important to a restaurant.

"Shall we go and have a look too?"

"Let's go and have a look!"

"Go, go, go!"

Seeing Zheng Dong also walking towards the row of small houses in the distance, Chen Shucheng sighed, shook his head with a wry smile;

"This kid can always cause something to happen!"

As he said that, he stood up and followed him in a hurry.

As soon as they entered the kitchen, a large pot suddenly appeared in front of them. It was said to be a large pot but the bottom was flat.

It can't hold much water.

There were many wooden sticks as thick as chopsticks crisscrossed on the boiling water.

A small filter bucket hangs from the node of each wooden stick, and the lower part of the filter bucket is immersed in the boiling noodle soup.

A woman took out the colander and poured out the noodles, then added the order and it turned into a bowl of noodles. The whole movement was smooth and smooth and took less than three seconds.

Seeing this, everyone understood, and they were all stunned.

How could he, Ren Xiaowei, consider things in such detail, sacrificing huge profits from cooking, but using centralized management to make a bowl of noodles?

In the end, it became the most profitable business.

Just imagine if a person needs to boil water to cook noodles at home, the answer is definitely nonsense.

But Ren Xiaowei can cook two hundred bowls of noodles with one pot of water. Has the cost been reduced?

Earn one yuan from each person, and if you sell two hundred bowls of noodles, you will get more than two hundred yuan in profit. What he wants is to accumulate a little and make a lot.

"The cost of the toon noodles I eat is 50 cents. Toon has no cost. Eggs are now 40 cents each. Buy one and get one free is 20 cents. In other words, the cost of my noodles is only 70 cents?"

After Liang Ergou clapped his fingers and calculated, he was completely stunned.

Not only him, but Chen Shucheng...Zheng Dong...all were dumbfounded.

Only the man in gray clothes stood there blankly, his face was pale and without a trace of blood, and he looked at the big pot with dull eyes.

Suddenly, he fell to the ground with a plop, patted the ground and cried loudly: "It can't be like this, you can't be like this..."

Their family relies on selling noodles to support most of their profits every day. If this item fails, how can their small restaurant continue to operate?

It’s not easy for ten people to eat stir-fried vegetables when one hundred people come in. Doesn’t Ren Xiaowei’s opening of the restaurant mean that he will take away 90% of his business?

At this moment, a whirlwind sweeping the catering industry in Qinghe Town is quietly rising.

As the only restaurant owner who discovered the "crisis" in advance, there was nothing he could do to stop it.

In fact, the two-dollar meal was purely an accident, and Ren Xiaowei was just using this cover to make a name for himself.

After all, the employees of this chicken farm and Zheng Sanjin are friends or they learned about it temporarily through chatting, and their toona cannot support large-scale use.

Chinese toon is a local wild vegetable that is commonly used for pickling or stir-frying at home. It tastes good but is small in quantity.

It's okay to use it temporarily to make up the numbers.

Ren Xiaowei looked tired at the moment, looking at a list in his hand with excitement on his face.

"This is called a serious meal, one ounce of meat, three ounces of vegetables and a little rice... Tsk tsk..."

He divided the development of his restaurant into three stages. The first is what Zheng Sanjin is implementing, which has average taste but cheap price.

He studied a total of seven such meal lists. The staple foods include steamed buns, rice, noodles, and dumplings. Most of the vegetables are grown by the people themselves at almost no cost.

You can receive a pound of vegetables for just a few cents at most.

It's spring now, and there are a lot of vegetables. If people can't eat them, who wouldn't want to exchange some money for them nearby?

And this is just to gather popularity, there are bigger plans waiting for them later!
Chapter completed!