After Yu Yaoyang saw that Rutang had made his first business, he immediately adjusted his mentality.
He usually sells food and has a keen sense of business. After realizing that the train station is a huge market, he began to cooperate with Rutang.
Put conch shells in paper cups and give them to people around to try. This is how Rutang solicited business just now.
The onlookers were a little embarrassed at first, waving their hands and saying no, but they couldn't stand Yu Yaoyang's deception. He swept his eyes across the crowd, and finally landed on an old lady who looked hard to talk to.
"Auntie, I hear your accent is local, you have a sharp face, and your cooking is delicious. Please give me a review."
The person he called Auntie was a local old lady in her sixties. Seeing that there were many people around, she came over to watch the fun.
When she saw fried sea screws being sold, the old lady looked disdainful. She felt that this was money fraud. Could this thing be sold?
When Yu Yaoyang handed over the food to try, the old lady waved her hand and refused. However, the young man was handsome and could talk, so he praised the old lady all the time.
The old lady felt dizzy after being praised by Yu Yaoyang, so she grabbed one and put it in her mouth. After tasting it, her expression changed slightly.
"Is it delicious?" Rutang looked at the old lady expectantly. Although the old lady wanted to criticize her, she had to admit that this was the most delicious conch clam she had ever eaten.
"The heat is just right. How did you season it?" the old lady asked.
The tea-leaf girl stretched her neck to look outside the crowd. When the old lady asked this question, she almost curled her mouth behind her ears.
Where can I tell others about making money?
This old lady came over to ask for the recipe just because the fried conch was delicious because she wanted to take advantage of it. After eating conch clams for most of her life, she didn't even know it could be fried like this.
The way locals eat seafood can be described as unpretentious.
All shelled seafood can only be processed in two ways, steaming or boiling, and this crude and simple cooking method is collectively called "fresh".
There is no problem in doing this for crabs and shrimps, but it is better to have a little sauce for small seafood in shells. In an era of scarcity, seasonings are among the non-staple foods and are very valuable.
No one is willing to use such expensive seasonings with cheap seafood that can be found everywhere, so even in a coastal city, this dish cooked by Rutang can withstand the test and make people feel amazing after eating it.
Faced with the aunt's question, Rutang did not hide it and answered openly:
"It's not difficult to make this dish. You can take a look when I cook it. It's very simple. But if you want to make it delicious, you still have to look at the quality of the chili sauce. The chili sauce sold outside is difficult.
Stir-fry the taste of my home.”
She dares to open her stall, so she is not afraid of others learning from her. It is impossible for anyone to produce the same taste as her.
"This garlic chili sauce is secretly passed down from my family. No one but us can make it taste like this. I'm not afraid to hide it from everyone. Our conch clams are not valuable. What's valuable is this chili sauce. What we sell is our craftsmanship."
and hard-earned money.”
The old lady was thick-skinned and stood on the edge waiting to see. At this time, people around her had already tasted it and nodded.
There are not only foreigners here, there are also many locals here, and everyone is watching the fun.
After Yu Yaoyang divided the circle, several people actually paid for it. Yu Yaoyang was responsible for collecting the money, and Rutang was responsible for soliciting business.
Half of the freshly fried conch clams were sold out quickly. Many people tasted it and thought it had a unique flavor. They bought 2 portions. After all, 2 portions are only 10 cents cheaper.
Rutang started to fry the second pot again, and several local aunts stared at it intently, trying to steal the skill.
However, the quick-thinking Yu Yaoyang used it as a bargaining chip to attract customers. He pointed at the onlookers and said to the others:
"Our local aunts who are the best at cooking all praise the delicious food. I can't go wrong with it."
Those aunties were not angry at being used as props to attract customers. After all, the young man was right. They all boasted that they were very good at cooking.
Rutang is pretty, answers all questions, and has a good temper. Yu Yaoyang takes over the job of yelling at the side, collects money quickly, can joke with people at any time, and gives water to anyone who asks for it.
They did not charge any money, and the young couple left a good impression on everyone.
This is often the case in business. After opening, the subsequent sales will go smoothly. There will be more people buying, and everyone will be willing to join in. They all want to see what attracts so many people.
When Rutang fried the second pot, the first pot was also sold out.
She can fry more than 3 kilograms in one pot, and a portion is about 2 taels. People have a herd mentality. Seeing so many people gathered around to buy, some people tried it for free, and if they thought it was delicious, they bought it.
The second pot sold out faster than the first pot. Rutang’s third pot was sold out even before the third pot was cooked.
Yu Yaoyang began to organize a queue to buy things. Rutang told him while shaking the spoon not to let the queue block the way.
Although there are very few motor vehicles on the road this time, it is not a good thing to block the road and hinder traffic.
Although it was early summer and the weather had not yet reached its hottest period, the midday sun was too harsh and Rutang was soon covered in sweat while standing in front of the stove.
Now that there are more people queuing up, she doesn't need to perform the spooning performance anymore, but the continuous frying still makes her arms a little sore.
As a rich woman who is used to doing everything without having to do anything, she suddenly returns to the early stage of starting a business and starts doing manual labor, which inevitably makes her feel a little uncomfortable.
But when she raised her eyes and saw Yu Yaoyang soliciting customers, her heart brightened again.
Under the sun, the young man was full of energy, just like this era, exuding vitality. The man who had spent half of her life with her was as young as her at this time, facing the test of the times together.
Thinking of this, Rutang was full of motivation. Just then, Yu Yaoyang also looked over here. Rutang was busy with her head down and not looking at him. She was so smokey that she felt that her image must not be good-looking.
Little did he know that she was sparkling in Yu Yaoyang's eyes, but he still felt heartbroken when he saw her little face that was burnt red by the fire.
Yu Yaoyang walked to the stove and took the shovel from her hand.
"You go to the front to collect the money, and I'll do the trading."
"Uh - can you cook?" Rutang asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
“Getting through pig food at home.”
"!!!" Rutang wanted to take back the shovel in his hand, but Yu Yaoyang pushed her forward.
Rutang didn't dare to continue pushing and shoving with him. She saw that it was time to delay the business, so she could only collect money to attract business while staring at the pot. When it was time to add seasonings, she would go over.
It takes about 10 minutes to fry a pot of conch clams, and the large washing tub I brought weighs 40 kilograms, which seems like a lot, but in fact, it can be done in more than ten pots.
There was a long queue at Rutang's small seafood stall. In contrast, no one was paying attention to the tea eggs next to it.
Rutang and Yu Yaoyang worked hard for more than an hour. Half of the conch snails disappeared, and the problem arose.