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Chapter 293 The Mala Tang of the 80s
Xiao Guoqing asked: "Brother Ziqiang, my sister has not been settled after returning from the countryside, do you think I can come and do it?"

"Of course it's fine. As long as you meet the few requirements I just mentioned, you'll need it when you come. But right now, we need five people, first come, first served."

"Okay, let's help Zhang Luo later, and we can make up five people tomorrow."

After the recruitment was arranged, Zhuang Ziqiang was about to leave Zhou's house, and Zhou Bingkun and a group of people went out to see him off.

Seeing Zhuang Ziqiang's back disappearing, Cao Debao said, "Hey, do you think it's a little too cheap for the chief executive to do business in the sea?"

"Depreciation? What's the reason for the price reduction? What's the reason for the price reduction?" Zhou Bingkun's tone was a little uncomfortable.

Sun Chanchao also glanced at Cao Debao, "If he is able to do this business, it means that he is a responsible person. Think about it, with his status, it is difficult to get some approval? If he sells it, it will be tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. thing."

"It's true to catch up. If people really want to make money, there are ways, but they choose this method. What does it mean? It means that people have a bottom line."

"Look, look, all of you, let me ask, why are you talking so much against me?" Cao Debao shouted.

Qiao Chunyan rolled her eyes and said, "If you have nothing to say, just say a few words."

Zhou Bingkun said: "Okay, let's stop making trouble. Since everyone has promised Brother Ziqiang about recruiting people, they will look for people later. Now there are many people who can't find jobs in the city. First come, first served."

"Success, don't worry!"

The crowd responded in unison.

From the beginning to the end, no one mentioned the two salary and treatment models given by Zhuang Ziqiang.

silly?You don’t need 45 yuan a month, you go to buy and sell the goods yourself, and you will be counted on yourself if you lose money.

After everyone had left, Zhou Bingkun said to Zheng Juan, "Which of the two salaries that Brother Ziqiang mentioned, which one do you want to choose?"

Zheng Juan hesitated, "I want to choose the second option."

Zhou Bingkun asked unexpectedly, "Why?"

Two dimples appeared on Zheng Juan's face, "Everyone knows that they get paid for work, but brother Ziqiang proposed another model. There must be a reason. This method is equivalent to everyone becoming self-employed in disguise, and it is also a It’s nothing bad, just like I used to set up a stall selling popsicles with my mother.”

Zhou Bingkun nodded and said: "Indeed, I also think Brother Ziqiang's method has other meanings, so let's try it. If the business is not good, it is definitely not as good as getting a dead salary, but once the business is good, it is more suitable than getting a salary." .Brother Ziqiang spent thousands of dollars on this, and I have tasted the Mala Tang, it is delicious, and the business should be good."

The dimples on Zheng Juan's face deepened, "I hope so."

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The biggest advantage of this snack is that it can be standardized to a high degree.

Zhuang Ziqiang has completely entrusted the recipe of the soup base and the production of the dishes to Jishantang, and a fixed monthly fee of 150 yuan is paid to Jishantang. Less settled.

In addition, Zhuang Ziqiang had to pay extra for the labor of Jishantang.

This made the chefs and workers in Jishantang happy. Master He and Master Liu, who are in charge of the spoons, get 20 yuan more than Zhuang Ziqiang's salary every month, and the workers also have [-] yuan. Almost half their salary.

Even if they have to work overtime every day, they are all happy.

After finishing the soup base formula, dishes, and personnel, Zhuang Ziqiang has the last task, which is to make a food truck for the stall.

Still using Zhou Bingkun's contacts, he found two workers in the hardware factory. Taking advantage of their positions, Zhuang Ziqiang built a food truck that is common in night markets in later generations.

After this operation, before and after, the business has not yet opened, Zhuang Ziqiang has spent more than half of the more than 3000 yuan in his hand, and there is less than [-] yuan left in his hand.

Everything needs to be ready, only the east wind is owed.

Within a week, all the manpower needed to set up the stall had been recruited. Apart from Zheng Juan and Wu Qian, Xiao Guoqing's eldest sister was also Wu Qian's eldest aunt. The other two were also related by relatives.

After three days of training, these people officially took up their posts.

The stalls are located near several universities and factories in Jichun City, Jiangliao University, Jichun University, Jiangliao Normal University, Jichun Automobile Factory, and Jichun Tractor Factory.

These locations were carefully selected by Zhuang Ziqiang. There were some small stalls around, and the business was good.

In the past few days, Zhuang Ziqiang also specially sent a few packs of cigarettes to the security offices of these units to ensure that no one would make trouble.

Among the five people, only Zheng Juan chose the way of cooperation, and the others chose to take dead wages.

Therefore, on the first day of work, Zhuang Ziqiang accompanied Zheng Juan to the south gate of Jiangliao University.

There are a few small stalls at the school gate, and they must have greeted the security office. There are also a few shops opposite the school gate. Students come and go, and they are very popular.

After a few days of training, Zheng Juan is very familiar with the production process of Mala Tang. She skillfully ignites the briquettes and heats the pre-made soup base.

The dishes are all pre-processed and placed on the countertop of the dining car, waiting for customers to pick them up and weigh them into the pot.

After waiting for a long time, but no customers came to the door, Zheng Juan looked a little anxious.

Zhuang Ziqiang comforted: "It's not time for dinner yet, don't worry."

Zheng Juan's expression relaxed a little.

After waiting for nearly an hour, no one noticed this fragrant stall until it was lunch time.

"Comrade, what are you selling?" a student wearing glasses asked.

"Ma La Tang."

"Spicy?"

The student with glasses looked a little dazed. Malatang was an unfamiliar word to him, but it smelled quite delicious. The student with glasses took a deep breath and secreted body fluid from his mouth.

"Student, buy a copy and try it. Our Malatang is delicious. It has meat, vegetables, and soup, and there are noodles in it. It's really delicious." Zheng Juan said to the glasses student.

College students these days are given living allowances when they go to school. Except for a small number of poor students from rural areas, the lives of most college students are quite nourishing.

The glasses student glanced at the dishes on the table of the catering truck, and was a little moved, "How do you sell them?"

"You can serve these dishes on the counter as you like. After they are filled, they will cost about [-] cents a catty, and then I will make them for you."

The glasses student pointed to the fishballs and meatballs on the table and asked, "These are also [-] cents?"

"Ok!"

The glasses student's eyes lit up immediately.

Chinese people in the 80s still have a long way to go before realizing the freedom to eat meat. When they heard that even meatballs were only [-] cents a catty, the students with glasses were thrilled.

He used the aluminum lunch box prepared by Zheng Juan to hold a box of various meatballs. In the end, maybe out of embarrassment, he picked out a few leaves of cabbage and potato chips and put them in.

"Miss Boss, weigh me."

(End of this chapter)