C20 (1/2)

At noon, they busied themselves for another two to three hours before buying vegetables to make buns. At night, they continued to work.

It was almost nine o'clock when the last customer was sent away.

Everyone was tired and sat down to rest. Only Chen Fei could not rest. He still had to compile the accounts for the day.

Ye Zichen jumped up in surprise. So this was the most troublesome thing to do, as there was a thick stack of checkout slips that required a check. Chen Fei frowned with worry. His little calculator had been knocked by him until it was squeaking. Twenty minutes had passed, but the calculations were still not clear.

”Are you ready?” Sun Xiaomei became impatient from waiting. ”You sold them at least three to four thousand yuan today, right?”

”Three or four thousand?” Xiao Lan laughed out loud: ”Lady Boss, you are underestimating me. Today, I sold it for a total of five thousand four hundred and thirty-eight yuan.”

”Five thousand four hundred and thirty-eight?” Chen Fei was stunned. ”How do you know that so clearly?”

The cash Chen Fei had counted it three times just now, no more, no less, it was exactly seven thousand four hundred and thirty-eight yuan. The key point was that the account was not right. Chen Fei calculated it three times, twice, ten times more, one time less.

”Isn't this easy? All the steamed buns, rice porridge and side dishes were served by me.” He sold fifty-eight steamed buns in the morning, ninety-four at noon, and a hundred and twenty-one in the evening. The price of rice porridge and side dishes should have been five thousand five hundred and fifty-two dollars. The boss was a kind-hearted person. He liked to wipe out zeros for his customers, so he had to pay a hundred and fourteen yuan less. ”The boss spoke loudly, I heard the number of zeros.”

”Good boy, did you remember everything just by listening?” Everyone opened their mouths wide in disbelief.

Receiving the praise, Xiao Lan became even more pleased and continued, ”Today, I spent two thousand and seventy yuan on vegetables and meat, and gave Xiao Ru three hundred yuan. Today, my gross profit is three thousand two hundred and eighty-two dollars.”

”Oh my god, it's a photographic memory. Your brain is a computer!” Chen Fei was overjoyed. He had finally found Su Xiao-jie's special ability.

It was no wonder that a rich man like Su Shi was played around by Little Sister Su. He was indeed a genius!

”You … How did you do it? ” The people who were most shocked were none other than Little Red and Xiao Ru, who had been together with Xiao Lan for generations.

Xiao Lan seemed to have thought of something, ”I … I don't know. Everything I see is like a movie, always ready to play, as clear as if it were right in front of my eyes. ”

Chen Fei slammed the table: ”Sis, will you let Xiao Lan manage the accounts?”

”Hoodlum, you decide.” Sun Xiaomei was still immersed in the joy of entering three thousand yuan every day, and had yet to recover from her shock.

A shop of seventy square meters was worth more than three thousand yuan a day. According to this development, he would be able to earn over a hundred thousand yuan in a month. Is this even a bun house? Isn't a medium-sized restaurant only so? ”Oh my god, he must be dreaming. Even a month of selling flatware couldn't make that much!

Seeing that Sun Xiaomei was distracted, Chen Fei pushed her shoulders: ”Sis, don't be so happy, why don't we discuss how to deal with tomorrow's big trouble?”

”Big trouble?” Sun Xiaomei's eyes immediately flashed with ferocity, the face cutter was still in her hand: ”What big trouble, is someone here to cause trouble? Or will no one be eating buns tomorrow? ”

”Sis, it's only been a day. You and I have not offended anyone, who's come to ruin the show?” Chen Fei laughed. ”It's not that no one is eating buns, but I'm worried that there will be too many people and we won't be able to make it.” Just think about it, it's only the first day, and business is already booming. I noticed that there were about seven or eight comers at noon and more at night, more than twenty. ”What does this mean? It means that our Steamed Bun has gotten their recognition. They have become our professional advertising promotional staff. These kinds of customers will get more and more daily.”

Chen Fei poured a cup of tea and moistened his throat that had been burning hot all day long, ”If I'm not wrong, there are already reports about us on the internet, some about Xiao Ru's behavior and art, and some definitely about our bun house, this will also attract a large number of curious people.”