txolops Chapter 179 The Profits of a Surge in Orders
Chapter 179 The Profits of a Surge in Orders
After the loading circle disappeared, a number popped up.
Today's total revenue: ¥48,960.00
Wang Hai's eyes widened instantly.
He quickly rubbed his eyes with his fingers, refocusing his gaze on the screen, afraid that he had accidentally added an extra zero.
"Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands..."
Wang Hai swallowed hard and tapped the numbers on the screen one by one.
"Forty thousand...eight thousand...nine hundred and sixty!"
After confirming that he hadn't misread it, Wang Hai jumped up from the sofa as if he had been electrocuted.
Holy crap!!!
Wang Hai shouted.
He gripped his phone tightly in his hand, the veins on the back of his hand standing out.
"Brother Chen! Nearly 50,000! We made nearly 50,000 yuan in turnover tonight!!"
Wang Hai rushed up to Lin Chen and shoved his phone screen right in front of him. "Look!"
Look! Forty-eight thousand nine! Just a hundred dollars or so short of fifty thousand!
No wonder Wang Hai lost his composure like that.
In the past, when they sold fried rice, their best day's revenue was only a little over ten thousand yuan, which he considered very good.
But today, in just one night, less than four hours of business!
Forty-eight thousand nine hundred and sixty yuan!
This is a sum that many ordinary office workers cannot save up in six months.
And they managed to earn it all back by selling minced meat rice!
Lin Chen glanced at the numbers on the screen.
"Um."
Lin Chen nodded.
On the other side, Tangtang, who was sitting obediently on the sofa, did not understand what "48,900" meant at all, but the little girl keenly captured Wang Hai's ecstatic emotions.
"Uncle Fatty! Uncle Fatty!"
Tangtang happily slid off the sofa, ran over with her short legs, stretched out her fair little hands, and tried to reach for Wang Hai's clothes, tugging and shaking them.
"How many little red flowers did you earn?"
Tell Tangtang right away!
The little girl looked up with her rosy cheeks and bright, expectant eyes.
Hearing Tangtang's soft, sweet voice, Wang Hai finally snapped out of his daze.
He shoved his phone back into his pocket, bent down, and lifted the little girl high in the air.
"Hahaha! Squad leader! We're going to strike it rich today!"
Wang Hai was so happy he couldn't stop smiling. He hugged Tangtang and spun around halfway. "We've earned so many little red flowers today that we can't even count them all!"
It could fill your pockets to the brim, you little money-grubber, and cover the entire floor of our house!
"Wow!"
Tangtang's big eyes widened instantly, and she let out a gasp of surprise.
"Then...can I buy lots and lots of big chicken legs?"
Tangtang bit her little finger and asked earnestly.
"Buy it! Buy as many as you want! Uncle Fatty will buy you a chicken leg bigger than your face tomorrow!"
Wang Hai made the promise, then put Tangtang back on the sofa and rubbed her little head.
After calming the excited little girl down, Wang Hai turned around again and looked at Lin Chen, who was sitting in a chair drinking water.
"Brother Chen, your reaction is way too calm!"
Wang Hai pulled up a chair and sat down opposite Lin Chen, his face full of disbelief. "That's almost 50,000 yuan!"
After deducting the cost, we can make a net profit of at least 30,000 to 40,000!
Aren't you excited?
Lin Chen put down the water glass in his hand.
"What's the use of getting excited? The money's already in the account."
Lin Chen said, "Moreover, this amount is about the same as what I estimated when I was preparing the food."
"You could even figure that out?"
Wang Hai's eyes widened.
"Fifty catties of pork belly, the amount of topping for each serving of rice is fixed, and I know exactly how many servings I can make."
Including the cost of the fried rice, the margin of error is within two thousand yuan.
Lin Chen replied.
After listening to this analysis, Wang Hai spoke up.
"Brother Chen, it has to be you."
He would remain unmoved even if Mount Tai collapsed before him!
After sighing, Wang Hai's eyes suddenly turned fiery.
He leaned slightly closer to Lin Chen and spoke.
"Brother Chen, look at this momentum today, it's absolutely insane!"
Wang Hai rubbed his hands together. "By 8:30 pm, all fifty jin of minced meat was gone."
The diners queuing behind them were green with envy, and some even insisted on paying full price for a soup base with leftover bits of broth!
Lin Chen did not interrupt him and listened quietly.
"This shows that our minced meat rice is currently in serious short supply!"
Wang Hai suggested, "Brother Chen, since the meat is selling so well, let's just double the quantity tomorrow!"
"Get 100 jin (50 kg) of top-quality pork belly!"
"One hundred jin?"
Lin Chen raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Yes! Double it directly!"
Wang Hai became more and more excited as he spoke, "If we prepare 100 jin tomorrow, even if we don't close the stall before 10 o'clock, we can easily sell out!"
At that time, the turnover will directly reach 80,000 to 90,000!
This is practically picking up money, Brother Chen!
Despite the rosy promises Wang Hai made, Lin Chen was not blinded by them.
He sat in the chair, his eyes slightly lowered, his mind rapidly processing the proposal.
The key to the texture of premium pork belly lies in the initial processing and control of cooking time.
He worked on 50 pounds of meat until the afternoon yesterday before he finally finished.
If you force it to reach 100 jin (50 kg), the equipment in the rented room simply cannot handle cooking it all at once.
If you don't have time to cook them in batches, forcing them to be cooked all at once will inevitably result in uneven heating and a significant reduction in flavor.
After thinking it over, Lin Chen raised his head and met Wang Hai's expectant gaze.
"No doubling."
Lin Chen refused.
"what?"
Wang Hai was stunned for a moment, his high spirits caught in mid-air, "Why, Brother Chen?"
It would be foolish not to make money when you can!
The customers are all waving banknotes, waiting to give them money!
"Because it can't be made."
Lin Chen continued, "With our current equipment and manpower, we certainly can't cook 100 jin of meat to the standard we have today."
If the quality declines, it will damage our own reputation.
"this……"
Wang Hai opened his mouth, but couldn't refute it.
He knew all too well Lin Chen's requirements for taste.
For Lin Chen, even if he earns tens of thousands less, he would never allow the food he serves to be flawed.
But the thought of watching those banknotes slip away still made Wang Hai's heart clench.
"Then... Brother Chen, shall we stick to the 50-pound diet tomorrow?"
Wang Hai asked somewhat unwillingly.
"Not entirely."
Seeing Wang Hai's conflicted expression, Lin Chen softened his tone slightly.
He knew that many regular customers had queued for ages tonight only to see the sold-out sign, and if the same quantity was still available tomorrow, it would be too hurtful to the customers.
"Within the limits of ensuring quality, we can increase the quantity tomorrow."
Lin Chen thought for a moment and said, "Add another twenty jin."
Tomorrow I'll prepare 70 catties of top-quality black pork.
"Seventy pounds?!"
Wang Hai's eyes lit up. Although it didn't double, gaining an extra 20 pounds was definitely good news.
"right."
Lin Chen nodded, then changed the subject.
"However, the pressure of preparing 70 kilograms of minced meat will be enormous."
To keep things organized in front of the greenhouse, and to ensure I have the stamina to keep up...
Lin Chen looked at Wang Hai and spoke.
"The amount of minced meat has increased by twenty jin."
However, the ingredients for the signature fried rice must be reduced accordingly.
Tomorrow night's main focus will be on the minced pork rice.