For any small and micro enterprise, even the smallest order is worth looking forward to. However, what Qin Feng did not expect was that before the agreed time with the owner of the clothing store next door, the business came to the door in advance.

At around 9:30, a man in his early thirties walked out of the shop across the street. He walked straight to Qin Feng's stall, and said nothing, he asked for a bunch of dried tofu. After tasting the taste, the man nodded with satisfaction, and then a scene that made Qin Feng very happy happened.

"This, get me 5 strings, this one also needs 5 strings, and this one, this one and this one, all 5 strings. Do you have any better flavor here?"

“Yes, beef dumplings.”

“How to sell?”

"2 yuan per string."

"Then I'll give me 5 strings too. Is there anything else to fill my stomach?"

"Yes, taro cakes, 50 cents a bunch."

"So cheap? Then get me 10 strings."

Qin Feng took a big order and quickly started working with the lights on the roadside.

Before the things were finished, a few more people came out of the shop next to me.

"What's so fragrant?" A female shop owner smelled the smell and came to Qin Feng's stall. When she saw it was fried skewers, her eyes lit up, "When did we have such a stall here?"

"I just came today." Qin Feng smiled and handed the two full plastic bags to the customer, "a total of 30 yuan."

The man simply paid Qin Feng. As soon as he left, the female shop owner immediately asked Qin Feng: "What did he buy just now? Are the things here fresh?"

"It's all the goods purchased this morning and taken out of the refrigerator at 3 pm," said Qin Feng.

"It's 3 pm..." The female shop owner hesitated for a moment, "It's been more than 6 hours now, right?"

Qin Feng smiled and said, "The meat dishes are fried in advance and will not deteriorate until tomorrow morning. If you are worried, you can buy some vegetarian food. They are all from the villagers. I will not sell expired things for you."

Qin Feng said the last few words in dialect.

"Are you a local? I think you are from another place, and I wear a school uniform, and I thought you got the scrap from where you got the scrap." In Dongou City, the group of people over ten years older than Qin Feng have a strong local complex and xenophobic mentality. When the female owner heard that Qin Feng was a local, she immediately went there for most of them and said with a smile, "Your stall is really time. If you don't come again, I want to change my store into a snack bar."

"Boss, give me something to eat." A man interrupted Qin Feng and the female shop owner.

"Okay." Qin Feng replied loudly.

The female shop owner rushed to say, "Is it good that I came first? Young man, you make it for me first. What did you buy just now? Just get half of it."

"Take it slowly, take it slowly, fry it very quickly." Qin Feng first stabilized the guests, not so stupid that he wanted to explain to the female shop owner that the person who had just left bought 5 skewers and 5 skewers, and in theory, he could not "get half of it". He adapted to the situation and chose a few, and controlled the price to just 15 yuan, and stuffed everything into the oil pan.

Two minutes later, Qin Feng handed a large bag of skewers to the female owner. The female owner didn't want to take them back to the store to eat. She stood in front of the cart and started eating. The male customer who had been waiting for 2 minutes couldn't wait to step forward and seize the seat, and pointed repeatedly: "This, this, and what is that?"

"Small rice is sweet and sour ribs."

"That's all left?"

"There are quite a few, there are 10 strings here."

"That's all for me!"

Qin Feng originally wanted to kindly remind him that this thing was not cheap, but thinking about the virtue of some small businesses, he still let his words go back and agreed, "Okay."

The male guest was like ordering food for no money, and ordered about thirty or forty skewers in one breath. Qin Feng calculated the money while cooking and frying, and he was shocked.

"65 yuan." Qin Feng smiled and handed the thing to the male guest.

The male guest couldn't help but be surprised: "Why is it so expensive?"

"There is only 20 yuan for a small row of 10 strings." Qin Feng explained, "Look at the glass cover, the price of each thing is clearly written."

The edges are full of lights, and the words on Qin Feng's screen can be seen clearly.

The male guest looked carefully. Although Qin Feng did not lie, he still felt like he was accidentally slaughtered and couldn't help complaining: "Your price has been raised, and a small row of 1.5 yuan is almost the same."

"Brother, don't look at this small dish. I got up early in the morning and went to the vegetable market to buy fresh pork. After I got home, I marinated it with seasonings and then fry it. Including gas, seasonings, bamboo sticks and labor, the cost alone will be one yuan and five yuan. I will earn 50 cents for a bunch of one." Qin Feng cried.

The male customer obviously didn't want to listen to Qin Feng's explanation. He shook his head and said unhappy while paying for it: "What are you kidding? You only earn 50 cents in a bunch of money. You will come out to set up a stall at such a big night. We are all businessmen."

Qin Feng took the money and said, "Yes, why bother a businessman to make things difficult for a businessman?"

As soon as these words came out, a group of small shop owners surrounding Qin Feng’s stall burst into laughter.

The male guest rolled his eyes speechlessly and said, "You should have a lamp in your glass cover, otherwise who would pay attention to what words written on your glass cover at night? Not everyone is as easy to talk to as me. If you encounter a bad character, you may even use this as a slightest thing to do, and you may even break up your stall."

When Qin Feng heard this, he really felt something was right and replied seriously: "I'll do it when the school is on holiday during the New Year."

More and more people ran to Qin Feng’s stall for midnight snacks when they smelled the fragrance. From 9 o’clock to 10 o’clock, almost all the shop owners nearby came. It was the first time that Qin Feng encountered more than a dozen items sold out.

By the time he was early 10 o'clock, only scattered thirty or fifty strings of things were left on Qin Feng's stall.

At this time, the owner of the clothing store next door pushed out and saw the plastic bags and bamboo sticks all over the floor. He couldn't help but frown. Before he could buy anything, he called Qin Feng first: "Hey, you have to clean up these garbage, otherwise I won't let you set up a stall at the door of my store tomorrow."

"Don't worry, I'm carrying a broom, I'll clean it up later." Qin Feng agreed simply.

The owner next door nodded then, then walked to Qin Feng's stall. When he saw that there was only a little thing on the table, he couldn't help but say with a blaming look: "Why are there only so many left?"

Qin Feng said: "The business is so good. The bosses nearby have just come here."

The boss next door frowned and said, "Then why don't you leave some for me? Didn't I tell you that I want to eat?"

Qin Feng said angrily: "I'm so sorry, I'll bring more things tomorrow."

Qin Feng had such a good attitude, so the owner next door would not be able to continue to get angry. He was silent for a moment and pointed to the table, "Package all the rest for me!"
Chapter completed!