Chapter 2865: Economic Growth Makes People Hate It
"Wukong is proud of his golden hoop, but Dinghaishenzhen lacks a rod. The nine-foot rake suppresses the eight directions, and Sha Seng's Buddhist beads are full of karma."
Li Yi explained the weapons for each mission in Journey to the West, and he kept selling sugar figurines.
After selling a bunch of sugar figurines, it was noon.
Li Yi made a sign and wrote: Lunch break, sell again at 2 pm.
The woman in the No. 91 shop was busy. Li Yi came here to eat noodles, but he didn't order anything, just sold things.
The people who came to buy were hungry, and when they saw that noodles were sold here, they sat down to eat.
This is called eyeball-linked economy. On a street, some people come to perform shows. It depends on the street situation. If it is too narrow, your performance is useless.
But on a wide street, if someone comes to perform, there are many ways to deal with it, depending on your own state.
At noon, my place is full, and you perform in front of my shop, which is annoying! Go somewhere else, I don't need you.
On the same street, some shops with less traffic asked waiters to drive away people when they saw people performing. They said, "I don't make money anyway, why do you come here to make money?"
Smart bosses paid money and performed at the door. After a while, they would go in and eat for free.
At the same time, they told the waiters to shout, "Today, customers are offered a 10% discount. It's not easy. Finally, customers are attracted. Every day of profit is a day of profit."
Many people came to the front of the shop. Some brought their children who didn't go to school, some wanted to buy one for their children, and some loved to eat candy. They rushed here after hearing the news.
At first glance, they saw that the people were resting. Should they wait or leave? Let's eat first!
There were three people in the shop, a hired helper, and an "old woman" with half white hair sitting there making wontons?
The remaining one was a pretty woman with not very good skin. She habitually smiled at everyone who ate, and her eyes were smart.
Li Yi came to sell blowing candy figures. She didn't drive them away. Instead, she provided wonton soup to the people waiting in line. The wonton soup had big bones and chicken bone sticks.
There was another pot beside him boiling water for noodles and wontons, and there were also leftover buns and steamed buns from the morning.
Li Yi washed his hands again: "Your leftover steamed buns from the morning are cheaper! If they don't sell well, they will go bad."
The woman looked over: "It can't be cheaper. You can add a dish of mixed vegetables for free. If it's cheaper, people won't buy it in the morning, and they will buy it at noon and in the evening, and I won't make any money."
"You have to serve me a bowl of wonton soup." Li Yi asked for something extra, and he went to pick up the mixed vegetables.
There were kelp shreds, which were raised by the Tang Dynasty World Fund, cheap, and dried and shipped to various places.
Mixed dried tofu shreds, blanched mung bean sprouts, pressed dried cucumber strips, vegetarian chicken slices, fermented bean curd.
Li Yi carefully put them on the plate. He said a stack, and he wanted to put more. When he was done, the plate was piled up a foot high.
He carefully moved it back, gently put it on the table, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Candy seller, can you finish it?" Someone couldn't stand it anymore.
"What's your business? The shop owner didn't say anything, what are you doing?" Li Yi glared at him.
"You don't do anything, and I still pretend not to see it? It's not okay to bully people!"
The other party stood up, and someone else stood up with a clatter.
"No, no, no, it's a plate that we agreed to take whatever you want, and it's a skill to be able to pile it up so high.
You don't see it often, he must be here to buy sugar figures, I'm doing good business, I'll treat him to this meal.
In a few days, when the weather gets hot, he won't be able to sell sugar figures. Thank you, thank you everyone."
The woman stopped him and said, don't hit me.
"Do you think I'm a beggar? I don't care! Humph!" Li Yi stiffened his neck.
'Hahaha...' Li Longji and others on the opposite building laughed and slapped the table.
This is Li Dongzhu of Lijiazhuangzi in Bashui, who looks like a street villain.
"It's true that I don't want money." The woman said to Li Yi again.
"Really? I want to pack twenty steamed buns."
Li Yi opened his two palms, turned over and back, twenty.
"Candy seller, are you sure you are shameless? Do you know what's going on in her family?" Another person began to roll up his sleeves.
"What's going on has anything to do with me? She promised, so be honest.
You dare to hit me? If you touch me, I will fall to the ground and blackmail you to death. Do you believe it? There is a drone from Li's manor in the sky, which can record it.
Once I fall to the ground, I will immediately arrest you after recording it. No, it will be the government officials who will arrest you."
Li Yi pointed to the sky. People all knew that the drone from the manor flew every day.
"Try to fall down once, and you won't have to get up after you fall down."
The other party was not used to this habit, and fell down and beat him to death.
"Don't be angry, big brother, candy seller, I'll give you twenty steamed buns, but you can't leave after eating them, you have to continue selling here until I close the stall, you can sell them anywhere."
The woman agreed and put forward a condition, picking out twenty steamed buns.
"That's right! Oh! I have enough food for a few days, where can I get some vegetables?" Li Yi looked around.
The people around him wanted to beat him to death now, which was too hateful.
On the opposite building, Li Longji pointed down and said, "Go buy all the leftover buns and steamed buns, and remember to serve the free wonton soup and side dishes."
Someone asked others to buy them, and they were the helpers who were responsible for running errands.
The helper pushed a cart over and said, "Mrs. Qiu, you have met a noble person. Put the leftover buns and steamed buns in, and you have to give her twenty bowls of soup and these enough mixed vegetables."
"Okay, Song Sanlang." The woman was happy when she heard it, and hurriedly filled and served them, making more money.
"Look, I bring you good luck." Li Yi said again there.
"Pooh!" Several people poohed at the same time.
After loading the things and collecting the money, the woman suddenly looked at Li Yi carefully, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net and then smiled: "Thank you Tang Renlang for the good luck, I will give you half a salted duck egg again."
"Miss Qiu, forty bowls of wontons, hurry up." Another helper came running over.
"Today I will add half a salted duck egg to each of you. Can you let me make this first?"
A woman does not dare to neglect a helper. She must first give the helper something to buy, and then add something to the customer later to make amends.
"We're not in a hurry, we're not very hungry yet!"
Someone spoke up, and it felt much better to be popular with this candy seller.
"Yes, give it to the nobles first. It's not easy today, so many people came to buy it." Someone else agreed.
"Are you really not hungry? If you are, I have twenty steamed buns and I will sell them to you for eighteen..."
"Shut up!" A group of people shouted at Li Yi angrily.
"I have good intentions. If you don't believe me, you will wait until two o'clock and you won't be able to eat. Then I will be a candy seller. Listen to me and buy this steamed bun..."
"Besides, I really hit you!" The man who rolled up his sleeves before gritted his teeth.
"Miss Qiu, fifty bowls of noodles." The man finished his words and came over to help.
The person I hired was responsible for pressing the noodles. He had a hand-cranked noodle machine and made fifty bowls of it. I wanted to cry.
Everyone: "..."
Someone did look at the steamed buns on Li Yi's table. What's going on with this candy seller? This mouth...
"Ask Bangxian to help you find someone to work temporarily. If you pay more, you will be too busy."
Li Yi also rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, washed his hands again, went to the place where the wontons were being made, picked up small pieces of bamboo, and started wrapping the wontons.
While making the bag, he muttered: "You know how to bully me, what kind of bad stuffing is this? Isn't the stuff in Zhuangzi delicious? You eat, let me work, am I not hungry? Why don't you guys come out for a walk..."
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