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This thing has almost no requirements for the production technique. Just throw it into the hot oil and it's done. This is enough to meet the triggering conditions of "culinary mastery", thus easily making the starch sausage gain a delicious attribute bonus.
Not only that, compared to other roadside snacks, starch sausages require almost no pre-processing. Several starch sausages can be thrown into a pot of oil at the same time, and all processing is completed when they are scooped out in one go. It can be said that the entire production process does not require any time and effort, and you can do it with your hands.
Han Zhou had personally experienced what a 20% delicious attribute meant. It was definitely not lacking in competitiveness. Under the same price conditions, consumers would undoubtedly choose the merchant with better taste. Therefore, sales were not a problem. As long as there was the first customer, subsequent customers would definitely come in an endless stream.
Besides, he didn't have much money to complete his bigger ideas, so he could only consider this low-cost way of making money.
As for the profit... He bought his starch sausages from wholesale channels. The cost of one was about 60 cents. He sold them at the price of two yuan each, and the profit was one yuan and fourty cents. It was definitely a business that was sure to make a profit.
Of course, it is definitely unrealistic to make a fortune by selling starch sausages. This is only the first step in Han Zhou's money-making plan. Moreover, compared to making money, he currently values other things more.
He has a "paradigmatic" skill from Mo Yixia, which can greatly improve his ability to learn practical skills that he is interested in. Simply put, it comes with a certain learning experience bonus.
Cooking falls into the category of practical skills, and the process of repeatedly frying starch sausage is the process of practicing cooking. It can continuously accumulate learning experience for him, thus obtaining the opportunity to upgrade "cooking proficiency" to a higher-level skill.
"Cooking Mastery" is upgraded from "Cooking Expertise", which means that it is possible to upgrade skills through one's own efforts, rather than relying solely on the status bar to upgrade.
In addition, repeatedly using "Culinary Mastery" in a short period of time can also test the limit of the status bar to see if there will be insufficient "blue bar" causing the skill to fail.
If you want to make money by relying on your status, you must figure these out.
All in all, selling fried starch sausage is more of an experiment. Many things need to be tried personally before you can proceed to the next step better.
In other words, he was not sure whether the processing of sashimi and sashimi could meet the triggering condition of "culinary proficiency", and he could not afford to open a high-end restaurant for the time being, otherwise Han Zhou would try to go the high-end route...
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 231 People I Don’t Want to See
Although he plans to make a living by relying on his "mastery of cooking skills", this does not mean that Han Zhou is ready to pin his future on this skill.
His idea is very clear now. Now that he has mastered the two top learning skills of "applying inferences to other cases" and "having a photographic memory", he should make good use of them. He cannot rely on the status bar for everything, as it may disappear at any time. However, once the knowledge is learned, it will be his forever.
Therefore, in addition to improving his skills and making a little money, he plans to teach himself some practical things in the process of setting up the stall, such as computer technology and financial knowledge, which can be said to be killing two birds with one stone.
He did what he said. After gaining a general understanding of the things he needed to pay attention to when setting up a roadside stall, Han Zhou got a cart and went to the outside of the school gate the next afternoon and found a good location to set up his stall.
He doesn't have classes in the afternoon, and there is a lot of traffic during this time period, so business should be better.
The urban management officers are not to be feared. He does not believe that any urban management officer can catch up with him.
He poured hot oil, put down the small stool, and picked up a book on finance to read.
This book was borrowed from Zhong Ling, a student of the Finance Department. After learning that he wanted to learn financial knowledge, the senior student was very happy and said that she had been studying hard and he could come to her anytime if he had any questions. If she didn't know the answer, she would ask the teacher to teach him.
What a gentle senior sister...
Han Zhou sighed in his heart and lowered his head to read a book, without any awareness of shouting and selling.
However, as he expected, it can only be said that face has always been an invisible asset. Seeing such a handsome boy setting up a stall while studying hard with a book, the men passing by may not feel anything special, but for women, it has considerable appeal, especially older women.
"Hello, classmate, how do you sell grilled sausages?"
Not long after he sat down, two women in formal attire appeared in front of the stall. They looked at Han Zhou with smiles on their faces and asked him questions in low voices, as if they were afraid to disturb the young man's studies.
Han Zhou stood up, put the book upside down on the small stool, and smiled brightly: "This is not a grilled sausage, it's fried, two yuan each."
The woman on the left was obviously obsessed with looks. Her eyes widened when she saw the smile, and a blush appeared on her face. She said evasively, "Then we want two... no, four!"
Han Zhou kept smiling, but he was actually frightened by the woman's shy expression. He quickly checked the skill bar, fearing that he might have acquired some new skills without realizing it.
Fortunately, it was just a false alarm, and nothing was added to the skill column. I just wonder if after setting up the stall for a few more days, I will get a strange skill like "starch sausage specialty"...
Although he knew that he relied on his "culinary expertise" and that he only needed to throw the starch sausage into the pot, they were his first batch of customers after all, so he had to at least pretend to be good, even if it was just for word of mouth.
So he pretended to turn the starch sausage over several times, and when he saw that it was almost cooked, he took it out, inserted a bamboo skewer and asked, "Do you need chili?"
"No, I can't eat spicy food."
The woman on the left looked away absentmindedly, took the sausage with a smile. She could obviously take all of them at once, but she insisted on taking them one by one, lightly touching Han Zhou's fingertips each time.
The companion next to him noticed this and joked, "I don't think it's because you can't handle spicy food, but you've been choked by the spiciness, right?"
"You are the only one who talks too much..."
The woman's face turned red, and she felt relieved when she saw that Han Zhou didn't mind. She gave him an apologetic look, paid the bill, and turned away with her companions.
Am I being teased?
Society is so scary...
Han Zhou shook his head in his heart, but before he could sit down, he saw the two women coming back again, both with incredible expressions on their faces: "Classmate, why is your starch sausage so delicious?"
Han Zhou was stunned for a moment, then a mysterious smile appeared on his face and he said, "Of course it's because I have a secret formula."
"But you clearly didn't add anything just now..."
The two women looked puzzled, but they didn't intend to ask any more questions. They asked expectantly, "Then can you fry six more for us?"
One person eats five? Are you also not fat like Guzheng...
"of course can."
Han Zhou threw six starch sausages into the pot.
The woman who claimed that she couldn't eat spicy food stared at the pot of noodles for a while. Seeing that she couldn't see any clues, she took the initiative to chat with Han Zhou: "Classmate, you should be a student of Linda University, right?"
"Yes."
"Freshman year?"
"Correct."
Han Zhou was a little surprised and thought that this woman's guess was quite accurate.
As if she saw his surprise, the woman smiled and explained, "I also graduated from Linda University. I am your senior. My workplace is close to you, so I go back to school from time to time. I have never seen a boy as handsome as you before."
"Perhaps you've never seen a handsome boy that suits your taste?" The woman next to him laughed and said, "I remember that student named Zhang Ziwen was also quite handsome, wasn't he?"
"I told you to stop talking!"
"..."
In the following time, the senior sister who was almost one year older than Han Zhou asked him several questions in succession. She left reluctantly only after he took the sausage. Before leaving, she specifically asked him whether he would come tomorrow.
Han Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he acted quickly enough, otherwise this senior who had intentionally or unintentionally hinted that she wanted to find a younger boyfriend might have already started asking for his contact information.
He sat down and continued studying. After a while, another guest came, also a woman.
This woman was not so nosy. After taking the fried starch sausage, she was about to leave. However, her subsequent reaction was the same as the two women just now. An expression of disbelief first appeared on her face, and then she turned around and asked for two more starch sausages.
A 20% increase in deliciousness is an unprecedented experience for most people, especially when tasting it for the first time. When the taste buds are impacted by the deliciousness, this expression of surprise will almost naturally appear.
Therefore, Han Zhou was increasingly puzzled as to how Mo Yixia could remain calm after eating such delicious food. Could it be that this guy was really a professionally trained agent?
After that, several more customers came one after another. Not all of them were attracted by Han Zhou's handsome appearance. Some of them noticed the reactions of the previous customers and became curious. Their reactions were almost the same. After tasting the starch sausage for the first time, they excitedly asked for two more.
So Han Zhou learned his lesson, and whenever a customer came, he would fry two more sausages. This decision proved to be a wise one, as it saved him a lot of time in frying the sausages a second time.
At the same time, as time went by, the number of pedestrians on the road gradually increased. Many passers-by were attracted by Han Zhou's behavior of "buy one and fry three" every time. At first, they thought it was a gimmick. After all, starch sausage is just like that even if it is fried into flowers. It was not until they ate it themselves that they exclaimed that it was really delicious.
Therefore, naturally, more and more customers gathered around Han Zhou's small stall. As the number of customers increased, Han Zhou no longer had the heart to read. He stood up and kept repeating the action of putting down and picking up the starch sausage.
Thanks to his photographic memory, he was not flustered by the noisy guests. He remembered clearly who gave how much money and how many sausages were ordered, and everything went on in an orderly manner.
It’s so easy to make money…
Looking at the guests coming and going, Han Zhou couldn't help but sigh in his heart, but he soon became alert. The reason why he felt that it was easy to make money was entirely because of the unreasonable skills in the status bar. He should not be proud and complacent because of this and think that it was the result of his outstanding abilities.
He thought that even with his "culinary expertise" as a backup, there would be some unsold starch sausages left over from his first stall. However, they were all sold out before dinner time. Han Zhou couldn't help feeling regretful, thinking that he should have prepared more starch sausages.
Putting away his thoughts, he looked at the customers gathered in front of the stall with a wry smile and said apologetically: "I'm sorry everyone, I have limited supplies today, and the starch sausages are all used up. I can't continue to sell them to you. Please come again next time. I have to close the stall."
Sold out?
These words immediately caused the anxiously waiting guests to wail.
"Why don't you prepare more? Do you know how I spent the past ten minutes?"
"Brother, this is too much. I've been waiting here for nearly ten minutes. My mouth is almost dry. Could you at least leave some for me..."
"Will you come tomorrow? Your fried skewers are so delicious. I want to bring my girlfriend over to try them tomorrow."
"Don't you have another one in your hand? Why don't you take it back for your girlfriend to eat?"
"Oh, this one is cold, it's not good for the stomach, my girlfriend likes it hot."
"Brother, my stomach likes it cold, how about you give me a taste?"
"Brother stall owner, I've been waiting for almost half an hour and I haven't gotten anything to eat. How about you leave me a message and let me know when you open the stall tomorrow?"
"Little girl, my unborn grandchildren heard the sound of your abacus."
"..."
Han Zhou automatically ignored all the nonsense and only answered the most practical question: "I will come tomorrow, but I have a lot of classes during the day, so I probably won't have time until the evening. Also, please don't pull my clothes, especially the one who touched my waistband. I'm going to get angry."
What's wrong with these women nowadays? I'm selling starch sausage, not my body. Can you be a little reserved?
Huh? Why do you, a man, want to take off my pants?
After finally getting rid of this group of persistent customers, Han Zhou calculated today's earnings. He brought a total of 300 starch sausages, which have now been sold out, making a profit of 600 yuan, with a net profit of 420 yuan.
It may not seem like much, but this is only the profit from less than three hours. If it weren’t for the lack of preparation, today’s income would have been even higher.
It seems that if I really can't make it in the future, at least I can still support myself by selling starch sausage...
The starch sausages I sell are so delicious, and with my current face, I don’t know if I can get a title like “the most beautiful cleaner” or “the most beautiful milk tea girl” in my previous life, such as “the most handsome fried skewers guy”…
Putting away his gradually diverging thoughts, Han Zhou packed up his stall in a good mood, carefully packed the books borrowed from Zhong Ling in a plastic bag to prevent them from being accidentally stained with oil, and then pushed the cart towards school.
This cart is rented at the school gate and can be returned to the store next to the school.
At dusk, the autumn wind added a bit of coolness, blowing the already sinking sun down the mountain. The sunlight gradually disappeared, and the dim darkness quietly emerged, silently overlooking the earth.
Lights lit up all around, like stars embedded in the ground.
For Han Zhou, this should have been a nice evening. Even the poems describing the evening in his previous life popped up in his mind.
Unfortunately, on his way back to school, he saw someone he didn't really want to see.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 232 Who taught you to date like this?