I used to be called Niu Million

Chapter 109 Starting Today I Really Start Selling Cakes

The deeper level is that Xiu Baofu believes that Niu Wenju is still Niu Wanwan. If one day Xiu Baofu hears the news of Niu Wenju's bankruptcy and his attitude towards Niu Wenju changes, Niu Wenju will not be able to continue to have such a good status in the villa.

As for Xu Jianhua, he is a pure human being, and whoever benefits more will go with whom. From Xu Jianhua's point of view, Niu Wenju and the Li family's father and son are on equal footing, and whoever they cooperate with in the future will depend on who is stronger.

There is no extra relationship with Niu Wenju, and Niu Wenju can't count on it at all.

Therefore, Niu Wenju must take advantage of the gap between Xiu Baofu and Niu Wenju as Niu Wanwan to gain a foothold in Harbin. Even if there is no Li family's tourist villa, Niu Wenju will be able to have no scruples.

As for the spring water?Without the shares in the villa, there must be no spring water!

If Niu Wenju develops smoothly, then everything is in place.

"My family has a relative in the night market. You can buy it in front of his door. Let me introduce you! Don't think the night market over there is not big, it's also a river and lake!"

Smacking his lips, Liu Yumin stared at Niu Wenju for a long time, and finally decided to help, because Liu Yumin saw the shadow of a friend in Niu Wenju.

In this way, under the recommendation of Liu Yumin, Niu Wenju got a seat in the dining car at the beginning of the night market, at the front of the barbecue shop. At night, Niu Wenju took a seat on the side of the aisle at the entrance of the barbecue shop.

The aisle and the front of the door are leaked by others, and the hygiene of others should be done well when they leave at night.

"Brother Niu, why don't you buy less on the first day? It's not completely hot yet, so I'm worried you won't be able to sell it!"

In the hut, Niu Wenju started making noodles, and groped for a long time in the sports backpack he carried with him. A rolling pin as thick as an arm was placed on the table, and Liu Yang's arm sank when he held it in his hand.

Hastily put the rolling pin on the huge dough, almost a hole was formed in an instant, Liu Yang was completely shocked.

"It's okay, if you can't sell it, take it home, wash the potatoes for me, and make the seasoning for me, just follow the part I told you, and I will make the cake... Old man, we are fighting!"

Niu Wenju narrowed his eyes as he touched the 25-jin rolling pin.

When he graduated from the chef school, Niu Wenju entrusted someone from his hometown to make this thick rolling pin from an old locust tree.

After so many years of ups and downs, Niu Wenju was never willing to leave it behind. During the good times, Niu Wenju soaked the rolling pin in soybean oil for three years, and now it is no more than a rolling pin that ordinary people can't handle.

Pick up the rolling pin, and make a deep pit on the top of the dough, and half of the dough on the rolling pin is not bonded.

The electronic scale was placed on the panel. Niu Wenju skillfully grabbed a piece of dough, tore it off and placed it on top. Check the weight and move on to the next one. The weight difference between each two pieces of dough should not exceed five grams.

"Snapped!"

"Swipe!"

A rolling pin and three pie crusts are completed in minutes, followed by stuffing.Niu Wenju made a total of three kinds of fillings, sauerkraut meat, red bean paste, and leek boxes.

Half of the pies are made at home, and the other half are processed at the night market.

The crust is made directly at home, and separated by insulating paper in the middle. As for the potato pancakes, Niu Wenju first made a box of shredded potatoes, and as for the batter used on site, he will rush to the place to make it.

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, Niu Wenju rode to the night market by bicycle. The office workers set up their stalls before leaving work. At this time, the vendors in the night market just arrived and started to set up their own sheds.

"New here, haven't I seen you before?"

Looking at Niu Wenju's cake stand, a vendor came over with a pocket bag and asked about the price of the cake.

"That's right, everyone will take care of you in the future!"

The price of normal biscuits is one yuan and five ones, but Niu Wenju only charged the vendor one yuan each.

"Sensible, I'm selling shoes in front of you, whoever wants to come to me!"

Biting the pie that hasn't been out of the pan for a long time, the man's taste is delicious.

One after another, the surrounding vendors began to come to buy cakes. Few of them were willing to order a little barbecue or eat two dishes in the shop. As for the drinks, they knew that it was not easy to make money.

Deep down in his heart, he knows what is the most real thing, especially when the vendors around him find that Niu Wenju's pies have a special fragrance, gradually Niu Wenju's business starts to flourish.

"Fuck!"

"Boss, I'll give you two yuan first. I'll get my two potato pancakes when I come back!"

"No problem, come and find me when you're done!"

Niu Wenju sprinkled the potato shreds on the stainless steel plate, sprinkled a few spoonfuls of batter on it, then took out a spoonful of old soup from the bucket, and poured some mineral water to dilute it.

Sprinkle it on the potato shreds every minute, and scrape it around with the shovel in your hand. Accompanied by the burnt smell of potatoes, the fragrance gradually drifts away.

On the tenth day since the establishment of the stall, Niu Wenju's pies gradually opened up, and there was an endless stream of people who came to buy them. Many of them were workers from the surrounding factories, and some were students who came to the night market for a stroll.

Some people got acquainted with Niu Wenju, and they gave money first, took a walk around and then took the food home. Niu Wenju agreed to them all without exception.

Under the dim light, Niu Wenju was sweating profusely, and the barbecue restaurant behind him was crowded with people. From time to time, he went to Niu Wenju's side to get two original sesame seed cakes, bake them and send them to the house.

Because Niu Wenju's sale of potato cakes is not arguing with others, but weighing them with electronic scales. This move is the first in this market.

The common people feel very comfortable when they see that the things they buy have such clearly marked prices, and they don't worry about Niu Wenju's pie, and they gradually trust Niu Wenju more.

Because there are many buyers, Niu Wenju hardly raises his head, and greets anyone who comes with a smile.

Wearing the anti-droplet mask specially designed for fast food restaurants on the mouth, it gives people more of the feeling of trust.

No. On the 15th day, the cakes brought by Niu Wenju were not enough to sell, and they were basically sold out after [-] o'clock in the evening, but Niu Wenju did not continue to make more.

"Fuck, your business is so good? Do you still want to buy something from you, sold out? Let me see!"

Liu Yumin took his family out for a stroll, just in time to see Niu Wenju tidying up the stall with an expression of disbelief.

"That's right, buddy is a good character, you know? Dongdong, tell uncle in advance what you want to eat next time. I'll make it for you in advance, or you can come at eight o'clock, and uncle will save it for you!"

His hands were numb from tiredness, and Niu Wenju was too embarrassed to touch the face of other children with his hands, so he could only take off his mask and face the whole family.

"How much does it cost?"

When the family was asked to eat at a barbecue restaurant, Liu Yumin approached Niu Wenju, staring at the money box with big eyes. It took Niu Wenju 10 minutes to count the money.

"850 five yuan, it's fine!"

(End of this chapter)