Chapter 1283

The people in line here are all anxious: "No, we haven't even eaten the first one, and you want to be full? Boss, we won't sell it to him!"

Wang Xiaoming said with a smile: "Don't worry, line up and come one by one, try not to be too pretentious, let more friends have a taste, we will have more tomorrow."

The customer at the back said: "Boss, you must leave two for me."

Wang Xiaoming said: "I will try my best."

Someone at the front of the queue asked for more than a dozen at once. The person behind protested, saying, "We have seven or eight people here, two for each person. This is not too much!"

The people behind were anxious: "Brother, you are too cruel. We haven't tasted anything yet, so you have to eat everything. One for each person, not many. The boss only has fifty oysters in total." "

Wang Xiaoming smiled brightly. No matter how they bought it, he would still have enough money. It’s just that he hasn’t tasted anything yet. The aroma of charcoal-grilled oysters made him swallow his saliva. He thought about what Yang Ming was going to do next time. He and A Bing had to finish eating first. Otherwise, you are really making wedding clothes for others.

Fifty oysters, even before they were roasted here, were already booked there. The eyes of those who ate them were bright, and as soon as they were a little bit greedy, they were gone again. The one who wanted more was still unfinished, and he complained to Wang Xiaoming many times: " Boss, are you really doing this on purpose to engage in hunger marketing?"

Wang Xiaoming smiled and apologized: "That's not true. I haven't made charcoal-grilled oysters for a long time. Today I have a new recipe, so let's test the market response. If it's good, we'll make more tomorrow."

Someone said: "Boss, you can also sell charcoal-grilled oysters at noon tomorrow, otherwise I will have to stay one more night and we will go back tomorrow."

"Okay, they will be sold at noon tomorrow, just come here and look for them." Wang Xiaoming saw that today's results were so good, he already planned not to fry kway teow tomorrow, but to directly sell oysters and charcoal-grilled oysters, kway teow Frying is hard and troublesome, but charcoal-grilled oysters are easy to make and profitable. Why not do this? I'll tell Lao Huang and order more oysters tonight.

In a short time, all the charcoal grilled oysters were sold out. Wang Bing was sucking his fingers and looking longingly at the empty charcoal grill. This child is sensible and knows that things are for sale, so he usually won't eat them. Wang Xiaoming looked at his little eyes, bent down and said to him: "Tomorrow, uncle will bake it for you at home."

Wang Bing's eyes lit up: "Really? Are you going to bake it for me?"

"Yeah, I'll bake it." Wang Xiaoming nodded and said, "Are you hungry? If so, ask Uncle Yang Ming to make you oysters."

Wang Bing pouted: "I won't eat it!"

Wang Xiaoming asked strangely: "Why don't you eat it? Didn't you say yesterday that the oyster pan made by Uncle Yang Ming was super delicious?"

Wang Bing turned away: "I don't like eating now."

Wang Xiaoming smiled, children are really fickle. He reached out and touched Wang Bing's head and went to Yang Ming to help.

Yang Ming, who was frying oysters, glanced at him: "Sold out?"

"Well, it sold like crazy." Wang Xiaoming said with a smile, "What ingredients did you add in it, it made people hungry."

Yang Ming said: "Just the ones you have at home."

Wang Xiaoming naturally knew that there were only the ingredients at home, but after his hands, they became different. Is this the difference between geniuses and ordinary people? "We won't be selling kway teow tomorrow. It's too hard. We'll just sell charcoal-grilled oysters."

"Okay." Yang Ming followed the good advice.

After going back in the evening, Wang Xiaoming counted the money under the lamp. Yesterday's plus today's, the gross income was already more than one thousand, which could keep up with the peak season business. With Yang Ming's help, the business was unexpectedly good. He was really A lucky star, Wang Xiaoming felt that he had really picked up a treasure. Thinking that he would be able to repay the loan shark tomorrow, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Every day there is a string that is about to break in my mind. It feels quite bad. I am too nervous and tired. Wang Xiaoming hopes to get rid of this feeling of having trouble sleeping and eating as soon as possible. He was thinking in his mind that if he continued like today, there would be hope for him to repay the principal of the loan shark. But all this is based on Yang Ming's help. He is an uncertain factor. If he leaves, everything will have to return to its original position. Wang Xiaoming was very conflicted. Privately, he hoped that Yang Ming could stay longer. Consciencely, he also hoped that he would get well soon and go back early. His family must be looking for him everywhere.

Wang Xiaoming sat under the lamp, frowning and looking at the shiny banknotes in a daze.

Yang Ming came in with a towel and wiped his hair: "I've washed it, you go and wash it."

Wang Xiaoming nodded, took out a hundred yuan and handed it to Yang Ming: "This is for you."

Yang Ming glanced at the money and then at Wang Xiaoming: "What are you doing for me?"

Wang Xiaoming said: "I'll give you the hard-earned money. You know that my boss is very poor and I can't pay much, so please be considerate."

Yang Ming refused to accept the money and went to his room: "No money, just take care of food and housing."

Wang Xiaoming's hand stayed in the air for a long time, and he had to take it back. Forget it, if he has money, I can give him more when he leaves. He locked the money in a drawer and went to take a shower.

The next day, Wang Xiaoming started selling charcoal-grilled oysters at noon, and the business was booming. Although the oysters are delicious, they are too greasy, and you will feel tired after eating too much, while charcoal-grilled oysters can be eaten non-stop. There were fewer people buying oyster bakes, and Yang Ming also came over to help bake the oysters. Wang Xiaoming ate his baked oysters and found that they tasted much better than his own. This was probably a matter of controlling the heat. Wang Xiaoming was not ashamed to ask for advice, and asked about the techniques of grilling oysters while grilling. Yang Ming did not hide it, and carefully explained to Wang Xiaoming the key points of the heat. One is teaching and the other is learning, talking and laughing, the picture is quite harmonious. Only Xiao Wang Bing was watching, his lips curled up so much that he could hang an oil can.

With the addition of Yang Ming, the charcoal-grilled oysters sold out very quickly. In less than two hours, all the oysters were sold out. The diners were still unsatisfied: "Boss, you can't just stock up on this, we haven't eaten yet." It’s so enjoyable.”

Wang Xiaoming smiled and said: "That's all for lunch, no more. I have something else to do. If you want to eat, come back in the evening."

"Boss, you are not making any money. We are all leaving tonight." The diners were still lobbying Wang Xiaoming, "If you have something to do, your master can just stay."

Wang Xiaoming glanced at Yang Ming and said with a smile: "I'm really sorry. You didn't see that our master is still injured. He shouldn't be too tired. He needs a rest. Come tonight. Please come early in the evening. We will be here after four o'clock. ”