Chapter 122 121. The fiery mushroom's restless heart

At the end of May, the spring days gradually fade away and the summer nights quietly arrive.

It's still a bit early though.

But Yao Junbo could no longer suppress his restless heart.

Longing for drinking, eating barbecue and bragging, as well as the envious eyes and naked flattery of the little brothers, it is an ecstasy and the ultimate enjoyment.

Spend a little money to be happy.

It just so happened that his wife took the children back to her parents' home these few days, and he was the only one at home.

It's finally liberating.

After finally getting off work, Yao Junbo quickly called his two brothers and took a taxi straight to the old instrument factory.

He has been coming here ever since the barbecue square became lively.

Three people got off the car, Yao Junbo paid the fare, and then went straight to [Beautiful BBQ] as if they were familiar with the route.

When I went there, I introduced it to my friends, "This Piaoliang BBQ, although the name is not very good, but the taste is really good, their barbecued meat is amazing."

One of them wanted to go to another one, "I think the Sanjinzi at the back is pretty good too. The grilled pork ribs at other places are not as tender as theirs."

"Okay, let's go to Sanjinzi next time." Yao Junbo didn't refute. It was summer anyway, so he could just change the food.

They arrived at the place very quickly and sat down at a table. Yao Junbo picked up the menu, glanced at it, and threw it down. He shouted, "Hong, Hong, come here and order. First, twenty meat tendons, ten meat skewers, five each of tendons, small waists, chicken feet, and pork belly. Six chicken wings, and they want spicy ones. For the vegetarian dishes, please have leeks, eggplants, and green peppers. For the cold dishes, please have some yuba and some peanuts. I'll open six bottles of beer for you two to drink first. What else do you two want?"

"Add some tofu."

"Okay, let's have some sizzling tofu."

With that voice and that cheerful voice, you can tell he’s a regular customer.

The waiter Hong took out the ordering machine and pressed it halfway through. When she got closer, Yao Junbo had finished shouting and Hong had also finished pressing.

Repeat and place the order directly.

No wonder Fatty Qian wanted to keep these two waiters even though he gave them a raise. They are so efficient.

Beer and cold dishes came first. Yao Jun and Bo Ge each took a bottle and drank directly from the bottle without using cups.

Soon, the skewers came up one after another.

Finally, Liu Piaoliang personally brought a small shallow bamboo basket with oil-absorbing paper inside and a layer of fried mushrooms on top, and placed it on the table for them.

"Brother Yao, you haven't been here for a long time. I've brought you a dish. Please try it."

The boss came over personally to say hello and even brought him food. Yao Junbo felt very honored.

He put down the bottle and straightened his back.

But he still wanted to save face in front of his younger brother, so he pointed at Liu Piaoliang and scolded her with a smile: "Boss Liu, how come you are getting more stingy as your business grows? Even if you want to give gifts, don't give more. Who can afford it?"

Liu Piaoliang was not annoyed, but still smiled and shook her head repeatedly as if she was distressed. "Brother Yao, you are wronging me. I got these mushrooms with great difficulty. There are too few of them. I can't afford to give them away. Didn't you see that I didn't write them on the menu? It's only because of you that I'm willing to give some to you to try. They're fresh out of the pot, so they taste the best right now. Eat them while they're hot."

Wow, that's quite a face-saving thing to say.

Yao Junbo was delighted. Without saying anything else, he picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fried mushroom and put it in his mouth.

His two younger brothers also picked up their chopsticks and each picked up a piece.

Then I saw these three people, with the same expression, frozen, staring, and shouting "Fuck!" at the same time.

But due to his low level of education, he can only say "wow" to everyone.

The next three pairs of chopsticks went straight to the largest piece in the small basket...

Half a portion of fried mushrooms was gone in just three or two bites per person.

In the end, he even picked up the few crumbs that fell and ate them.

The three of them smacked their lips and clinked their wine bottles together, using the drink to cover up the ugly scene of them fighting over the fried mushrooms.

They are grown men and we are buddies, but we almost had a fight over a piece of fried mushrooms. How shameful.

Calm your mind, return to your IQ, and feel so hungry.

Yao Junbo raised his hand and beckoned Liu Piaoliang over, "Boss Liu, give us another portion of fried mushrooms... um... one portion each."

"Hey." Liu Piaoliang had to greet him first, "Brother Yao, these mushrooms are hard to get and are quite expensive. They cost forty-nine per serving."

"What?" Yao Junbo was shocked. "How dare you sell it for forty-nine for just a few bucks??"

"No, no." Liu Piaoliang waved her hand. "What I just sent you was half a portion. One portion has two servings."

Well, that's easy to accept.

But it’s expensive enough.

Yao Junbo felt a little distressed because he was supposed to treat everyone to dinner today.

I wanted to forget it, but then I looked at the two little brothers, who always called me Brother Yao and were staring at me.

It's not appropriate to be stingy when inviting guests.

Can't lose face.

Yao Junbo gritted his teeth and said, "Forty-nine is forty-nine. Give me three servings."

"I also have grilled mushrooms here, eight dollars a bunch, also made with this, a different flavor, would you like to try some?"

"..."

"I'll place your order right away." Liu Piaoliang turned and shouted to the kitchen, "Table seven, three servings of fried mushrooms and six skewers of grilled mushrooms..."

Ten p.m.

Yao Junbo and two others carried take-away boxes and walked out of the barbecue square.

It was a lively time with people coming and going, but Yao Junbo only felt that they were noisy.

"Brother Yao, the restaurant you recommended is really good. Let's come here again next time." The man who said at the beginning that he wanted to go to Sanjiezi suggested happily.

Yao Junbo nodded, feeling a little bitter.

Ugh.

I spent over 500 yuan on a barbecue. How am I going to tell my wife when she comes back?
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At twelve o'clock, the last table of guests paid the bill and left.

Liu Piaoliang pulled a chair and collapsed on it, finally able to catch her breath.

He was so tired that he kept talking all night.

"Hong, Hui, please help me get a bottle of Coke. I want it cold. Each of you can get one bottle and put it on my account."

"Boss, I don't like drinking Coke." Hui took the Coke, unscrewed it and handed it to Liu Piaoliang.

"Get whatever you want to drink." Liu Piaoliang waved her hand, took the Coke and drank half of it in one gulp. She was finally alive.

He just came alive.

Chef Lu from the kitchen came over in a hurry, "Boss, I just checked the warehouse, and there are only more than 30 kilograms of the oyster mushrooms you brought. You have to hurry up and get them, otherwise there will be none to sell tomorrow." "Huh?" Liu Piaoliang was surprised when she heard that, and then she was happy, "Today, 200 kilograms were sent to the kitchen, and only 30 kilograms are left? There will be more than 70 or 80 tables of guests today."

"Yes, that's for sure."

"Fuck!" Liu Piaoliang couldn't sit still anymore and hurried to the cashier. Her hands were shaking as she opened the statistics sheet and she kept muttering, "It's only the first day, how come we sold so many? Can we have a hundred tables today? No way..."

"Out."

When Liu Piaoliang opened the statistics table, she felt a little dizzy.

He has 82 tables outdoors and tables indoors. He opened at pm today and has received tables of guests as of am.

Among them, 77 tables ordered more than 100 dishes and were given half a portion of fried mushrooms.

Then on that day, 152 servings of fried mushrooms and 570 skewers of grilled mushrooms were sold.

On average, each table has two portions of fried food and seven skewers of grilled food. Even if the food is not delivered to individual customers who spend less than RMB 100, some people still order it.

This single item alone sold for 12,000 yuan.

He can take 40% for himself, and after deducting the gifts, he still has to give Luo Yihang 60%.

The net profit from this single product today was three thousand six hundred.

Cost? How much does flour, oil, and seasoning cost? Rent, water, electricity, and wages are fixed expenses.

NND, this is a day.

Looking at other places, wow, the customer flow today is 30% more than yesterday, and they are all individual tourists attracted by the bustle here.

In addition to mushrooms, the average sales of alcohol and barbecue per table also increased by 22%. This is because after eating mushrooms, people are craving for food, but mushrooms are too expensive, so they order more barbecue to satisfy their cravings.

Alas, there are still few customers as generous as Brother Yao.

Each number seems small, but if you do the math carefully, the profit increased by 58% compared to yesterday.

Liu Piaoliang had thousands of words in her mind, but they could all be summed up in one word - awesome!

It has unique features, it’s so cool!
After the excitement, Liu Piaoliang started to worry again.

Not enough mushrooms.

I had planned to sell the two hundred kilograms today for three days, but ended up consuming nearly one hundred and seventy kilograms in one day.

Based on this calculation, 2,400 kilograms per month would not last even half a month.

It's not the peak season yet...

Not caring that it was too late, Liu Piaoliang took a picture of the numbers counted on the cash register system and sent it to Luo Yihang, with the key point being the more than 8,300 yuan that Luo Ge would get.

Let Brother Luo know that his mushrooms were not taken in vain.

Then he wrote a short and enthusiastic essay, focusing on describing the grand occasion of the day and the guests' rave reviews of the fried and grilled mushrooms.

The key point is that between the lines, it says that they want goods, and large quantities of goods.

When he was dreaming, he didn't work as hard as he does now when writing lyrics.

After I sent the message, Brother Luo didn't reply. Maybe it was too late and he had already gone to bed.

Two minutes later, I opened my phone and looked again, but there was no reply yet.

Three minutes later, I opened my phone again, but still no reply.

They haven't come back yet, but here are Hong, Hui, Chef Lu, Chef Qi, and two waiters who work as side dishes.

This has just been cleaned up.

All of them, in the same posture, holding their waists, moved out from the kitchen.

Then they all twisted their bodies and found a chair to sit on, some rubbing their waists, some massaging their legs.

"Boss, if you want me to do this all the time, you'll have to pay me more. I'm so exhausted."

Liu Piaoliang was in a good mood today, and she took out her phone again. "Everyone has worked hard today, I will give everyone a bonus of 200 yuan first. Work hard, and I will give you bonuses at the end of the month."

"Great!", "Thank you, boss", "Long live the boss"

With the bonus in hand, everyone was visibly excited.

Inspiring, only cash is available, if you don’t have cash, bank transfer will do.

The employees went home after get off work.

Liu Piaoliang sat alone in the store, turned on her cell phone, and didn't reply.

I opened my phone again, but still no reply.

Until the next morning.

Luo Yihang drove directly over.

"One good news and one bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"Uh, good news."

"The good news is that I brought you another hundred pounds today. The bad news is that if you want more, you'll have to wait until next month."

"Brother Luo, next month is the month after thirty days, or the month after June 1st."

"What do you think?"

"Next month, June 1st."

"June 1st, then."

“These are obviously two good news!”
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After seeing Luo Yihang off, Liu Piaoliang felt very happy.

Take out your cell phone and make a call.

"Manager Wu, let me ask if No. 102, Area A, that you showed me last time, is still available... Oh, oh, okay, I'll just ask. I'm still considering it... OK, OK, I'll call you when I've made up my mind."

"Manager Li from CCB, I want to ask about mortgage loans... Um, real estate... XX community, 115 square meters... OK, OK, I'm just asking first, no rush... Um, I'll contact you later."

hang up the phone.

Liu Piaoliang closed her eyes and slowly exhaled.

"Fatty Qian, you want to mess with me, right? I want to see who will mess with whom."

night.

Yao Junbo and his two younger brothers came again. They were just ordering when they got angry. "No, Boss Liu, why are you limiting the quantity? I've never heard of a barbecue restaurant using hunger marketing!"

Liu Piaoliang smiled and apologized, "It's my fault, it's my fault. There are too few items and many people ordered. They are all regular customers and they all take care of my business. I feel it's hard to decide who to give to and who not to give to."

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone and said, "Why don't you add me as a friend? I'll notify you directly when the next batch arrives. I'll give you two more cold dishes today. I'm really sorry. It's my fault, my fault..."

Friends +1
Notes: [Generous, good at saving face, likes to hear good words, easily influenced. Customer level A-]

(End of this chapter)