At one o'clock in the morning, the entrance of Yuanzhou's store was still bustling with people, and there was an endless stream of takeaway vendors selling food among the people queuing up.
"Cold thirst-quenching coconut juice, do you have a can?"
"Watermelon, watermelon juice."
"Stomach nourishing millet porridge and blood nourishing red bean porridge, would you like a bowl?"
These hawking sounds shuttled through the quiet streets.
There are quite a few people buying it.
But this is for sure. Seeing those people in the store eating with gusto, those who came to watch the excitement were all hungry, let alone those who were already hungry and waiting to eat.
But now, in addition to changing dishes, something happened between Su Mu and her sister in the store.
"Brother, you said you don't want to eat." Su Mu's sister's name is very nice, just like her name is Su Yuesheng. She is currently protecting the skewers with one hand and holding the black cat with the other.
The two of them were standing aside, and when they were ordering, they took advantage of the standing table. After all, Su Yuesheng was holding a cat and couldn't get too close to other diners.
"I never said that. Besides, I just had a taste." Su Mu looked indifferent and took advantage of his height advantage to easily get a skewer of beef.
Smell it carefully, then dip one piece in salt and eat the other piece without salt.
"Brother, you can order another one." Su Yuesheng took a step back and pointed at Yuan Zhou.
"To order one, you have to queue up from outside." Su Mu pointed at the long queue winding outside and shrugged.
"Okay, let's give it to my brother, no more, just seven strings." Su Yuesheng struggled for a while and said this.
"Okay, I'll leave you a bunch of beef for the remaining eight bunches, no need to thank you." Su Mu said without blinking while squinting her beautiful peach blossom eyes.
"Brother!" Su Yuesheng shouted dissatisfied.
The two then had a friendly discussion between brother and sister about the ownership of the kebab.
The reason why Su Mu started eating kebabs was also due to Mengmeng's explanation that the food is always the most delicious when you watch it being eaten.
For example, when you see someone eating instant noodles and ask about the taste, you feel it is extremely delicious. Saliva is secreted in your mouth, and your intestines and stomach remind you that you need to eat. Most people really can't resist this temptation.
The most important thing is that the barbecue made by Yuan Zhou not only smells delicious, but also tastes delicious.
Two hours passed very quickly, and many people didn't get to eat, but the rules of Yuanzhou's shop were always the same, and they closed on time.
Fortunately, I was smart enough to see that I didn't have enough time and went back a lot. Of course, there were so many small vendors nearby that I didn't feel hungry.
The small vendors wandering around were all smiling, and they were basically making a lot of money.
"When is Boss Yuan's next barbecue?" Yuan Zhou stood directly opposite the door, watching the diners, and someone started to ask.
"We will notify you later." Yuanzhou thought for a while and said that he could not know the future weather.
"When will it happen?" The diners who didn't eat were concerned, and those who did eat were also concerned.
"Just tell me how many times a month there will be." Mr. Shi was very observant. He knew from Yuan Zhou's words that the barbecue would not be open often, so he asked directly.
"Five times, now there are four more times." Yuan Zhou directly chose the minimum number of times to complete.
"Sure enough." Mr. Shi frowned.
"Please be careful on the road, good night." Yuan Zhou didn't care about this. He had been running all day today and he was quite tired.
Only by adjusting the state can I support the two hours of baking with the best energy. Now that the time is over, I just want to take a good rest.
After getting the answer they wanted, the diners no longer stayed and left one after another.
The turmoil caused by this night's temporary barbecue is over here in Yuanzhou.
But it hasn't happened in other places yet. The barbecue business at the stalls in the evenings has been obviously much better these days, and many more people are ordering pork belly and beef.
And these consumptions are recorded.
In the central urban area of Rongcheng, a 33-story building on Chunxi Avenue is located on the 20th floor.
A large office, in addition to offices, there are also conference rooms for small meetings, reception rooms, and various function rooms.
Now sitting behind the brown solid wood desk is a capable man, wearing a well-fitting suit and gold-rimmed glasses. The man, who is about forty years old, is flipping through the documents in front of him.
"Is this what you achieved in a month?" The man spoke with a leadership voice.
"Yes, these three areas are the most prosperous. We recommend opening the first restaurant of the chain in this area." Standing opposite the desk, a woman wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and neat short hair spoke. Full of confidence.
"A development zone, you tell me, has the same traffic flow and consumption level as affluent areas and tourist areas." The man had the aura of a CEO as he sat.
"Don't worry, boss. We have compared the data at least five times and there won't be any problems." The short-haired woman was not afraid, but said with certainty.
"Give me a reasonable explanation." The man closed the document, raised his head and looked at the person in front of him seriously.
"That's right, the catering in the tourist area is already very developed, and they are all tourists. The loyalty of the guests is not high, and the market development has matured. There is no room for us to intervene." The short-haired woman took the document directly and pointed to the area Tu said.
"Yeah." The man nodded, indicating that he was listening.
"As for the consumption level in the rich area, although it is very high, the catering area is not high as a whole. The market is also mature and you should not rush into it." The woman pointed at Tongzi's area with her slender finger and said affirmatively.
"This is not a reason to choose a development zone." The man said, pointing to the area where Yuanzhou's store is located.
Yes, Yuanzhou's store is located in the development zone, surrounded by companies. Various companies are located on every floor of the building.
It is surrounded by fly restaurants, and there are no large supermarkets or commercial streets.
It can be said that there is no food, drink or entertainment. People who live here say that they are Chengdu people from the old city, or people like Yuan Zhou's parents who moved here, and their living standards are generally not high.
"Yes, because of this store." The short-haired woman pointed to the red location on the map again, which is Yuanzhou's store.
"Oh?" The man said in an unclear voice.
"We have investigated and found that the average consumption level per person in this store is more than 500. Of course, this is the price of a meal, and the prices inside are very expensive." The short-haired woman told the truth.
"The business hours there are only six hours a day. As for the number of people in the pub at night, it is of no value. But the people who go there every day do not include tourists. The shop cannot even satisfy the regulars because the time is short and the place is small." The short-haired woman talked about the shortcomings of Yuanzhou's shop.
"But because of this, the nearby fly restaurants are almost full every day, including the mobile vendors. This is something you don't see in other places."
"I can't handle the increasing number of customers like this. I thought there were sixteen more private restaurants around." The short-haired woman recounted the impact of Yuanzhou's shop since its opening.
"With this small shop, you can reach the same consumption level as wealthy areas and tourist areas?" The man didn't believe it.
"Yes, there is only one person cooking in the store, the boss." The short-haired woman nodded affirmatively.
"You told me that one person boosted the GDP of a region?" The man became even more unconvinced.
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ps: I'm really sorry that Caimao is so late. The main reason is that his hand speed is too slow. In order to avoid being called a turtle, Caimao would like to make a statement. Caimao's claws are injured and somewhat inflamed. It is the claws that are holding him back.
The third update is asking for votes to kick off the outbreak ~ Please, please (.).
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