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Han Kongque did not enter the store, where seven or eight people were busy making buns. A small store of only about thirty square meters was already overcrowded with so many people crammed into it.
"Brother, the shop next to it is empty. Since the business is so good, why not make use of the shop next to it." Han Kongque was talking about the shop he left behind.
Anyway, he didn't need it for a while, so many people approached him and wanted to sublet it from him, and even paid 50,000 yuan for the sublease, but he never agreed. He just thought of it.
Chen Qing might need it, so he kept it.
"That won't work. If we add another store, the cost will be too high. Besides, you will always need it in the future. It doesn't matter if we squeeze in a little. It will be more convenient." Chen Qing said.
Han Kongque thought that this was the case, so he stopped insisting.
"It's already afternoon, why is business so good?" Han Kongque was a little surprised when he saw the situation inside the store.
After all, more people eat steamed buns in the morning, and some at noon, but in the evening, except for those who go out to play and work, generally no one simply eats steamed buns.
"I didn't expect that the business would be so good at night. It turns out that we only sold the leftover steamed buns at night. At that time, it was not easy to sell the fried buns. I didn't expect that now that we have a shop, it would be different. The business at night would also be so good.
So good." Chen Qing said with emotion.
"Brother, you didn't tell me the right reason. The reason why I bought buns tonight was not because of our store, but because our buns are delicious.
Naturally, you have to take this kind of good stuff home to share with your family. Usually those who buy buns in the afternoon are those doing business on this street, or they work nearby.
It’s time to get off work. Let’s buy some steamed buns and take them home so that your family can try our delicious tofu skin steamed buns.” Chen Xiaozhu said while collecting the money.
"I heard that this is a tribute to the palace? I don't know if it's true?" At this time, a guest interjected.
Han Kongque said with a smile: "These tofu skin buns really came from the royal kitchen of the palace. In the Qing Dynasty, only some officials could make and eat them. The average poor could not afford them and did not know how to make them.
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"I do know this. You buns need to publicize it well. Since you are from the palace, you must let everyone know that the fragrance of wine is also afraid of deep alleys.
Their steamed buns are not as delicious as yours, and they all have the word "palace" on them. You really come from the palace, but you don't use this to promote it. You are not very professional!" said another customer.
"But no, I didn't think so much about it at the time, so when I carved the sign, I used a Chen's tofu skin bun. Besides, using the name "Palace Royal Cuisine" to promote it was too unreliable, so I didn't dare to write it." Chen Qing is honest and honest.
The way.
At that time, Han Kongque mentioned that this method of making tofu skin buns was probably left by an imperial chef in the palace, and Chen Xiaozhu also mentioned that he would use the imperial cuisine to promote it, but Chen Qing was not willing. At that time, they
I never expected that these tofu skin buns would be so popular.
Once the steamed stuffed bun shop is really established, they won't need to use this gimmick to promote it, so their signboard will not be changed.
Chen Qing was in charge of pickles, and he packaged all the pickles bought by the customers. While they were talking, twenty or thirty kilograms of cucumbers alone were sold.
"Brother, how many cucumbers have you pickled?" Han Peacock was a little surprised. Looking at this attitude, he must not be able to sell hundreds of kilograms of cucumbers and pickles a day!
Chen Qing said happily: "It's only a hundred kilograms a day. Don't look at how much we sold just now. In fact, we only sold it for a while. At other times, we still buy a lot of steamed buns, but you don't make many pickles."
, so it is limited, and every ten buns are sold with one pickle stick."
"The spicy vegetable dumplings from our hometown are coming out soon. When they come out, we will make more. Then there will be no need to limit the amount. Also, we will use more and more soybeans in the future. It seems that we need to have a fixed warehouse.
Come and store it, otherwise, if there is a slight fluctuation in the market, it may affect our business." Han Kongque said.
"Well, I've also noticed that if we reduce the dosage of soybeans and soy milk in the future, the amount of soybeans used in these two items is also very large. If we don't do these two items, the amount of soybeans can be reduced by almost half." Chen Qingdao.
At this time, the rush hour of getting off work in the afternoon has passed, and the number of people coming to buy steamed buns has begun to decrease. Chen Xiaozhu, who was free, happened to hear what her elder brother said.
"Brother, the income from bean juice and bean juice is not low now. The profits from these two items combined are no less than the profit from selling steamed buns. Moreover, it does not require so many people to make bean juice and bean juice. If we really want to reduce the number of projects, I think it is better to reduce the number of projects.
Make less steamed buns, I feel tired these days just watching my sisters-in-law and them making steamed buns."
Han Kongque looked at the women who were finishing up. Four of them were unknown to him. Including Chen Rui, there were only five of them making buns, and they had to make six to seven thousand buns a day. The average was almost more than a thousand per person.
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"Each of them makes thousands of buns a day? How long does it take?" Han Peacock was a little surprised.
Although this bun shop doesn't have heavy work, it is not easy no matter how you think about making a thousand buns for one person. Even if you make a hundred buns an hour, it will still take ten hours to complete.
Chen Qing smiled bitterly and said: "They have been here since three o'clock in the morning and have been busy until now."
"From six in the morning to seven in the afternoon? That's thirteen hours!" Han Peacock was really surprised at this moment.
Han Kongque knew the procedure of making steamed buns very well. The steamed buns must be steamed at six o'clock in the morning. These workers did not go to work until six o'clock. This shows that the first batch of steamed buns in the morning were all made by Chen Qing's family.
Although there is no need to knead the noodles now, it is not easy to prepare the fillings. The most important thing is that they need to prepare all the bun fillings needed in one morning.
Not to mention making hundreds of steamed buns to save time for the morning. In addition to these, there are also pickles, porridge, bean juice, and bean curd.
Although they don’t need them to make bean juice and bean curd, they still need people to sell it.
"Why don't you hire more people? This will make you too tired." Han Kongque taught Chen Qing's family how to make tofu skin buns to improve their lives, not to make their family as tired as before.
"The six of them are already at the limit now. There is no room for more staff. The salary I give to the six of them is not low. There is no other way. Let's deal with it like this for a while." Chen Qing said helplessly.
Han Kongque thought for a while and said: "This won't work. Although their wages will be higher, no one can bear it after a long time. Moreover, you will be more tired and you will definitely not be able to last long.
Let me see this! You recruit five more workers and let them go to work at three in the morning. They work until 11 noon. From 11 o'clock, another wave of work will start at 7 pm. In this way, you and your wife will work in two shifts.
You don’t have to work anymore, otherwise the Iron Man won’t be able to bear it.”
"That's good. Everyone only needs to work eight hours. Then my eldest brother will work the morning shift, my sister-in-law will work the evening shift, and I will work the big shift. I will only work when I am selling steamed buns. This will save me some free time and I have to go over and help with the buns."
Baozi, this way we can all relax." Han Kongque's opinion was first supported by Chen Xiaozhu.
"That's it. My sister-in-law doesn't have to keep an eye on the store from now on. After Xiaozhu goes to school, I can just let my sister-in-law collect the money." Han Kongque said with a smile.
Chen Qing thought for a while and said: "Then why not hire six more people, five women and one man, just like now, let the men do the piecemeal heavy work, and the women are only responsible for making the buns.
If you start working at three o'clock in the morning, it will be easier for the bun makers, so that when selling the buns, there will still be someone available to help sell porridge, pickles, etc."
"It's up to you to do this. The most important thing is to free the boss from the heavy work. Since we have become bosses, we must have the consciousness to be bosses. If we are still working as hard as before, then we
What's the point of doing this business?" Han Kongque said.
"In this way, wages should be reduced as appropriate. After all, the labor intensity is not so high." Chen Qing said.
"No need to say that. These employees are all our fellow villagers, right? Besides, they are our first batch of employees. It doesn't matter if their salary is higher. If we open a branch in the future, they will all be store managers. Such a small salary will definitely be
If it's not high, just think of us as cultivating talents. When we become bigger in the future, the wages of ordinary workers will be in accordance with the standards." Han Kongque still thought further.
"Second brother is still smart. I have been exhausted these past few days." Chen Xiaozhu breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's just that you are lazy." Chen Qing scolded with a smile.
"Am I lazy? If I compare with my classmates, I can be a national model worker," Chen Xiaozhu shouted.
"Okay, brother knows that your hard work has paid off, and I will give you a big red envelope at the end of the year." Chen Qing knew that his little sister was very obedient. There are not many girls like her who can endure hardships and suffer so much to help the family.
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Han Kongque looked at their brothers and sisters with a smile, feeling a little envious, but he couldn't blame others. Over the years, Han Kongque himself had not cared about others at all. Not to mention Chen Qing and the others, he had never even seen his own brothers and sisters.
How can we enjoy the warmth of family affection after just a few meetings?
"That won't work. Xiaozhu is our senior employee, and you can't just spend her with a year-end red envelope. Since my eldest brother asked me to buy shares, we have to settle the accounts clearly.
Not only Xiaozhu, but also elder brother and sister-in-law, you all need to get wages, and your wages are also included in the operating costs of the store. In addition to these expenses, the final profits can be distributed as dividends at the end of the year."