Ark Chef Lapland

But in terms of turnover, he earns more money than Quiaman selling drinks every night, so the old man is very satisfied.

"The pricing is still a bit high." After comprehensively evaluating the current user base, Ke Song came to a conclusion, "Old man, adjust the price!"

"No adjustment, our family is already the cheapest Yanguo cuisine in Longmen, and if you adjust it again, you will lose your status." Kui Aman has his own stubbornness, "Don't panic, let's wait for the evening!"

"Prepare two menus at noon and evening~ Anyway, if you sell it or not, the cooks are there. You are not sad or happy. If you increase the turnover rate, you can only make more."

"No, this is the dignity of the boss."

"You stubborn old man, you deserve to be poor!"

Ke Song glared at this sometimes flexible and open-minded, and sometimes somehow awkward old man, snorted and stopped talking nonsense with him.

Let's persuade Lapland to go too~

I think your most important chef makes a request. Do you dare to refuse?

Quiaman really had a headache.

Although in the morning he had already emphasized the strategic policy of fire prevention and theft prevention in Lapland, but at this moment, the two girls in the back kitchen were chatting and talking happily.

Alas, this man is made of mud, girls whisper, I really want to join their world...

After a while, Lapland and Ke Song came out together.

"When the price is lowered, the price will be lowered. Anyway, I will make a profit." Kui Aman was dejected, isolated and helpless.

"Father, there is no need to lower the price, we just add a series of rice bowls." Lapland waved his hand.

"What is rice bowl?" A native of Longmen who is proficient in Kui Aman was confused by the nouns thrown by Lapland.

Lapland smiled and said to Ke Song what he had just told him again.

She also listened to the analysis of the song, and then she remembered what the Yan Guo cuisine in this world was missing.

When she was a child, everyone ordered dishes and rice in a regular manner. At most, smart merchants learned western food and made set meals, but not everyone was willing to accept extra prices to buy cold dishes and regular soup.

But now, which small and medium-sized restaurant does not have one or two pages of rice bowl attached to the menu?

Compared with the large pot rice in the canteen and the bento on the roadside, the rice bowl is more expensive, but it is freshly fried and warm, and the taste and taste are improved by several grades;

Compared with small stir-fry, the unit price of rice bowl is cheaper, with staple food, and the relatively small number of varieties reduces the chance of triggering the difficulty of choice. It is more suitable for one person as a working meal solution.

Later, the game of topped noodles evolved, and it became popular across the country. From tasting to take-out topped rice, it is the trump card of the volume. It shows how vital this classic combination is.

If anyone has a patent fee for rice-bowl, I am afraid that it will not earn less than Qualcomm.

In this world, Yan Guo cuisine is a signboard of Longmen upper class society to show their taste. No one is price sensitive and is mostly used for banquets and parties.

There is no demand, and naturally there will be no micro-innovation such as rice bowls.

The small restaurants like Dali Pub are different. Come to the street to eat at this point at noon, mostly just to fill your stomach.

For a hamburger and two buns, the price of a dish in Yanguo cuisine has clearly exceeded most people's psychological expectations, and it is natural that no one cares about it.

After listening to Lapland's popular science, Quiaman suddenly stared at him: "Good idea, what can Ke Song do? Why don't you write the sign soon."

"As you say, I've written it early." Ke Song picked up the small blackboard and hung it directly outside the store.

At the top, it says "Dali Special Vegetable Rice Set", which not only maintains brand awareness, but also makes people understand what they are selling.

The six kinds of rice bowls with tomatoes and eggs, green pepper and potato shreds, simmered eggplant, fish-flavored pork, kung pao chicken, and moss meat are marked with prices.

At the bottom is a simple stroke of rice with vegetables piled on top of it, so that people who don’t understand the title can also know from the picture what the main recommendation of this restaurant is.

The most striking thing on the entire board is that it is marked in bold with a red pen and is only half the price of normal cooking. It successfully entered the range of hamburger fast food and increased its competitiveness.

Ke Song's brains in making money are really good. The small blackboard has attracted a lot of people. There are really many people who are willing to try to serve food. Lapland has successfully entered a busy state.

The only regret is that by the time they discussed this idea, it was already halfway through lunch time, and after half an hour of busy work, when the lunch break came, the pub gradually became deserted.

Ke Song held the calculator and cracked his calculations against the ledger, and got the final profit. He couldn't help but smile.

"Are you not going to go out and run around?" Kui Aman stood at the door with a cigarette in his mouth and looked at his daughter.

"Dad, I think..." Ke Song came over with a cute smile.

"Go, go, as long as the child agrees, I don't bother to control you." Kui Aman didn't know what she was thinking about, and spit out the eye circles impatiently. "The tube can't control it."

"It's up to you, my father couldn't control you back then." Ke Song ran away after speaking.

"I don't owe you as much!" The old slippers threw the slippers into the empty space.

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In the back kitchen, Ke Song said on the surface to help Lapland clean up together, but his eyes were erratic.

"Just say anything." Lapland could feel her fiery gaze, uncomfortable being stared at, and finally unable to hold back.

Ke Song lowered his head, turned the sponge in his hand, and whispered, "Pull... Sister, I just want to ask you something."

"Say." Lapland was amused by her twisty look.

"Do you accept apprentices?"

"Who?"

"It's me!"

"Fuck me, you are an intermediate pastry chef..."

"It doesn't make money to make pastry!" Ke Song was crying and decided to open the prepared strategy.

ps. I overestimated my speed

Say a good breath...

It's really only a breath...

Don't panic, there will be...

Chapter 68 The Swirling Bitch Gives Me Gifts?

"It's so boring to make bread. I have been busy for a long time, waiting for someone to pick it up. If you can't sell it at night, you have to discount it.

When I was young, don't talk about eating, I would vomit when I smelled bread... I was called a croissant or a bunman by my classmates when I went to school, oooooooo, look at my abs, I'm not so puffy!