Rebirth in 1998 is also a kind of life

After a week, Yang Zhu had a good time in Honglou Night Market with his mouth full of running trains.

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"Brother Yang, why is it so early today?" The owner of the barbecue shop who had just set up his stall greeted Yang Zhu warmly and kindly.

"Brother Wang, it's getting late, how was the business yesterday?" Yang Zhu greeted the fat boss with a smile.

"Hey, the business is much better than usual. Can't I thank you for giving me the idea? Not to mention, since I listened to your advice, I made some cheap steamed buns, tofu, leeks and other vegetarian skewers There are quite a few people ordering!" The fat boss's face was wrinkled with a smile.

"That's for sure. In the current situation, there are not a few people who are difficult but good at this kind of skewers. Now the mutton skewers in Quancheng are sold for 3 cents. I don't know how many people are like me, eating very well. , My heart hurts when I pay; your 1 cents per skewer tastes no worse than meat skewers, but the price is a lot cheaper, so naturally a lot of people will pay for it.” Yang Zhu is not surprised that the business of this dying roast stall has skyrocketed in just a few days.

"That is, that is, but I, Fatty Wang, am not an ungrateful person. I recommend your Quancheng soda to everyone I meet. I left more than 3 boxes last night. How about it, isn't it interesting?" Fatty Wang said slightly It's just a matter of writing "quickly praise me" on his face.

Naturally, Yang Zhu couldn't let him down. First, there was a trace of astonishment on his face, then he shook his head in admiration, and raised his thumbs up, "As expected, you are worthy of being Brother Wang. This ability...no one else! You must know that our Honglou night market stall Boss Qian, the largest and best seller, only shipped three boxes yesterday."

Looking at Yang Zhu's incredulous face and the vague admiration in his eyes, Fatty Wang was elated, and laughed triumphantly on the spot...

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Just two steps away from Fatty Wang's booth, Yang Zhu was stopped by a skinny Qilu man.

The seaweed monster on the side looked at the man's expressionless face and was shocked, thinking that he had encountered some trouble, and was hesitating whether to call the police comrade over, but the man's face turned slightly red, and he stretched out his hand: "Comrade Yang, here! "

Yang Zhu looked at the old man holding his shit, and laughed in his heart, but he didn't take the big pineapple handed over by others: "Well... Brother Zhao from the fruit stand, why, the business is not good these days It’s easy to do, want to ask me for advice?”

The man surnamed Zhao heard that Yang Zhu had broken his mind, his dull face was full of awkwardness, but in the end he nodded emphatically, and then immediately added: "Comrade Yang, I won't take advantage of you in vain; my two days After thinking about it, I can try to squeeze watermelon juice, then mix it with your soda, and sell it as a drink!"

Seeing this old man being so upbeat, Yang Zhu smiled more cordially: "Oh, brother Zhao, look at what you said, since you opened your mouth, can I help you think of a way? What soda is not soda? , See you outside!"

The man surnamed Zhao just smiled dully, as if he hadn't heard Yang Zhu's last words.

After a few polite nonsense, Yang Zhu thought for a while: "Brother Zhao, the reason why your fruit stand's business is not so good at night is that the location is a little bit off and there are few passengers coming and going; Well, brother, you are taking the high-quality goods route, although the things are rare and the quality is good, but the price is indeed a bit high."

The man looked at the big pineapple in his hand, then at the grapefruit, banana and other fruits on the stall behind him, and nodded in approval.

These days, because commercial logistics is not very developed, although these southern fruits are not very rare, they are far from the appearance of bad streets in later generations. The price is really not cheap, so I plan to give it to Yang For the big pineapple that was cast, it would have to be sold for 30 to [-] yuan at the moment. This price is definitely not something that ordinary working-class people can buy whenever they want.

"The first problem is easy to solve. Since your position is not very good, Brother Zhao, then we can visit the bosses of various skewer stalls, and please trouble them to help you sell them~! Anyway, there is no conflict in business between you, as long as It would be great to share some profits, and besides eating grilled skewers, it would be great to have some fruit to soothe your tiredness!" Yang Zhu said with a smile.

Hearing the words, the man surnamed Zhao's eyes immediately lit up. Yes, it was only a week, and this kid had a fierce fight with the owner of the barbecue stall on half the street with his mouth, and he looked like a honey. , if he asks, there must be at least dozens of barbecue stall owners willing to help sell their own fruits, right?

As for the profit... compared to these rotten stalls blocking your own stall, even if you give up the bulk of the profit to those barbecue stall owners, what are you afraid of?

Yang Zhu looked at the faint flush on the man's face, and poured cold water on him mercilessly: "However, even if those barbecue stall owners are willing to help, but if your price is still so high, bro, it's useless." Blind!"

As soon as this remark came out, the man surnamed Zhao's face froze.That's right, even if the owners of every bakery stand are willing to sell for themselves, few people can afford fruits that cost tens of dollars each, or seven or eight dollars a catty.

If you include the expenses of maintaining favors and the loss of fruits... Maybe the loss will be even worse than it is now!

Just when he retreated, Yang Zhu smiled brilliantly: "However... this matter is not impossible to solve."

Hearing what Yang Zhu said, the man's heart raised again: "Comrade Yang, what can we do?"

After waiting for a full minute, when the man's heart passed the roller coaster for two turns, and was about to take off his shoes to give the appetizing bastard in front of him a couple of times, Yang Zhu finally spoke: "Well... since it's sold alone It's too expensive, bro, you can break it up into pieces!"

The man was confused: "What do you mean?"

Yang Zhu said with a smile: "Brother, look, a pineapple costs more than 20 yuan. Surely not many people can afford it right now?"

The man nodded, isn't this nonsense?

"However, what if you cut it out, divided it into ten parts, packed it in a box, and sold it for three yuan each? Wouldn't it be more people who could afford it?"

"Not just pineapple, watermelon, grapefruit, even bananas can do this!"

The man's mind seemed to be struck by a bolt of lightning. Yes, most of the people in Quancheng now buy these southern fruits for a taste. It costs more than 20 yuan or it really hurts, but the price of three yuan a piece is enough. After my boss sells it for me, a large number of people will definitely buy it.

The most important thing is that after a big pineapple is divided into ten parts, although I have a lot of trivial things such as peeling and packaging, the actual price has increased a lot. In this way, even if I have to share a large part of the profit with the barbecue stand owner , I will definitely not lose what I get.

After being excited for a while, the man thought of something, and rubbed his hands a little embarrassedly: "This... Brother Yang, your method is really good! But there is one thing that I don't know."

"Well, other things are fine, but after peeling watermelon and pineapple, the shelf life is very short. With the current temperature, as long as they haven't been sold for more than 3 hours, they can't be eaten. So look..."

Yang Zhu smiled like a fox: "Brother Zhao, didn't you say that you plan to use our soda as a raw material to launch juice soda?"

"When the time comes, you can pick up the time and recycle the fruit on the baking stand once in 2 hours, and then make it into juice soda;"

"For the sake of the taste and quality of this juice soda, let me store it in our insulated car for your convenience, so that you don't have to worry about the taste changing overnight."

"If the fruit juice soda still has the problem of not being easy to sell..."

Speaking of this, Yang Zhu lowered his voice furtively: "Come on, Brother Zhao, have you heard of the step-by-step discount promotion..."

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"Group leader Yang, can we not eat here? And I'm really not hungry!" A certain seaweed monster looked at the chicken rack stand in front of him with a look of fear.

"How can it be done? To maintain the hospitality, the necessary human relationship is indispensable. Besides, this money is not impossible to reimburse, it can be regarded as the benefit that Section Chief Li gave us. What are you afraid of?" Yang Zhu refused righteously!

The seaweed monster looked at Yang Zhu aggrievedly, then you can't let your only team member risk his life to eat this thing, and... can you directly convert the money for this chicken rack into a subsidy? !

After exchanging pleasantries with the boss, Yang Zhu looked at the guy in a daze with a pale face facing the chicken frame in front of him, and the evil taste in his heart couldn't help it: "Hurry up, it won't taste good when it's cold!"

Well, just yesterday, a seaweed monster that had never eaten a chicken skeleton choked a bone in its throat while gnawing on it. If Yang Zhu hadn’t learned two tricks on a short video platform in his previous life With Heimlich's first aid method, the girl probably had to lie directly in the ambulance.

As a result, Yang Zhu has a new understanding of the bad luck of this product, and he can even gnaw on a chicken rack to such an extent, it is estimated that there is no one in this world.Therefore, Yang Zhu forced this guy to continue gnawing on the chicken rack today. He really wanted to see if this girl could be so weak that she fell down twice in a row in a pit.

Uh...Of course, he is determined not to admit that he wants to try the Heimlich first aid method again because someone's waist feels good!

But Yang Zhu was disappointed. With the lesson from yesterday, the seaweed monster gnawed on the chicken frame very carefully, like a rabbit, its two front teeth moved only on the flesh, perfectly avoiding all the bones.

Yang Zhu twisted off a piece of bone with some dissatisfaction, and gnawed off the cartilage on it: "I said girl, do you know how to eat chicken bones? One chicken bone and half two meats, the essence is all on the bones, even the cartilage If you don’t chew on it, you’re simply reckless!”

The seaweed monster glanced at the heartbroken someone, but ignored him.It has been a month since she met Yang Zhu. She naturally knows that her boss may have good abilities and good nature, but he is a guy with serious bad tastes. Right now, she is obviously looking forward to her embarrassment. can not tell?

"Hey, Team Leader Yang, I have a question I wanted to ask you a few days ago, but I just don't know if it should be said or not." The seaweed monster decided to change the subject and stop entangled in the way to eat the chicken skeleton.

"Oh, what's the question?" Feeling that the girl was unlikely to be tricked, Yang Zhu replied with a lack of interest.

"Well, Team Leader Yang, although our task is to maintain the hospitality, but... those ideas are so good, you just throw them out like this, really don't feel bad?" The seaweed monster felt that his little leader was a little ignorant.

"Hmph, do you want to say that I'm too enthusiastic?" Yang Zhu used all his strength to suck the oil marrow in the middle of his bones.

The seaweed monster nodded. She always felt that Yang Zhu's behavior was a little weird. Even though she was just a factory worker before, she also knew that Yang Zhu was too enthusiastic about these stall owners who only had business relations. The enthusiasm was a little too much.

"Do you still want to say that if you use too much strength, good things can easily turn into bad things. What if one or two ideas I give to those stall owners don't work, and instead, your benefactors will become enemies?" Yang Zhu could tell at a glance. What's going on in this girl's head.

The seaweed monster hesitated for a moment, but still nodded: "Also, Boss Li discussed with you yesterday, asking if he could pay some money and put a batch of beer in our insulated car to freeze for a while, and you agreed."

"Although I seldom eat grilled skewers, I have also discovered these days that at barbecue stalls, people drink beer the most. What you do...is it asking for trouble for us?"

Hearing what the girl said so tactfully, Yang Zhu almost didn't laugh. If it were him, he would just point his nose and scold her as an enemy.

With a sigh, Yang Zhu threw down his smooth skeleton and wiped his hands with toilet paper: "Do you know that the highest state of being a guest is to gain mental leadership while building a community of interests?"

Hearing the unfamiliar vocabulary, the seaweed monster shook his head blankly.

Yang Zhu didn't explain, and continued to ask: "Do you know that when we obtain the first-mover advantage of the night market channel, the smartest way is to use our own advantages to revitalize the interpersonal relationship here, and gradually build a three-dimensional Local interest chain, thus forming an invisible moat?"

The seaweed monster feels a bit inferior, is he really a college student?I couldn't understand a word I said.

Seeing the guy lower his head to his chest like a snail, Yang Zhu curled his lips: "As for the beer thing...you have to understand that in the current situation of our factory, cash flow is king, and it doesn't affect the strategic trajectory." Under the premise of this, it is not a bad thing to expand the compound revenue model;”

"Secondly, what I want to tell you is that hard work is beyond poetry! With the size and resources of our factory, if we want to slow down and weaken the negative impact of alternative competitors such as beer on us, at this stage, there is a sizeable Compromise is justified!"

Staring blankly at Yang Zhu with a disdainful face, the seaweed monster's mind was in a mess, what was his team leader talking about?Why can't you understand a word?

Under great frustration, Sima Qingcuo habitually bent his waist low and kept shaking the wooden stool under his buttocks;

"Oops!!" With a weeping exclamation, the second-hand wooden stools that had been in disrepair were scattered into a pile under the buttocks of a certain seaweed monster.

"Tsk tsk! Sure enough, it's here!" Yang Zhu's eyes lit up.

Looking at the sea urchin monster with a mournful face, he also looked at the few thin wooden thorns on her buttocks.

Ok……

Did you say that the old Li at the canteen had a camera?

An unscrupulous young man who got his bad taste greatly satisfied and planned to take a picture as a souvenir thought maliciously...