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Chapter 92 Five Yuan

She deliberately didn't plug that door lock.

Instead of thinking that they have good things in their hearts, they should see with their own eyes, and they will calm down when they see that there is no good things.

This episode did not cause any waves, and Ke Baijia didn't specifically tell her aunt that she would still leave a hole in the window to ventilate at night, so she took out the Nuanshuibao and the small desk lamp.

The small desk lamp is eye-protecting, so it has a slight yellow, which is almost the same as the light of a candle, but it can be seen clearly within a small area. She held the warm Nuanshuibao and once again was glad that the stairs of the Space Mall could be used to store things, otherwise it would be really troublesome. The house is just a little bit big, and there is something that can be seen at a glance.

The next day, I was still full of energy to work, and when I went out, I met Li Xiaoming again. However, this time, Li Xiaoming didn't stop her, but snorted and went to school on a bicycle.

When I got there today, the manager also came, probably because he took the time to come over to try the new dishes.

Ke Baijia had already told Uncle Ke about the recipe. In fact, there are similar dishes here, but the ingredients are more bold and generous in serving northern dishes, but it doesn’t prevent the bell from being made, and it won everyone’s like in a short time.

And the manager found that this thing was really not as expensive as expected.

A plate of bell rang, and the manager ate one-third, and the rest were about one for each of the other people.

Uncle Ke Baijia had tasted Ke Baijia's radish before, but thought it was good, so he asked the manager if he could buy it.

The price is an unexpected low price for the manager.

Because Uncle Ke said that this radish only costs three yuan at a time, because the radish needs to be soaked in moisture, it takes one jar to buy one jar to buy one jar. One jar can be used for at least half a month or even a month, and it is almost like buying someone’s brine.

The manager may think that the price is a bit too much. Even if Ke Baijia doesn't need to throw new radishes into it for more than half a month later, the radish that Li Laoer said has a sweet, spicy and salty taste. Wouldn't it be added with a lot of seasonings? Moreover, Ke Baijia, as the supplier, is also responsible for picking new ingredients and soaking them in water.

After thinking about it, the manager added five dollars per month, and the price was set for a plate and two cents, and a few pieces were given.

Judging from experience, if you sell three or five markets a day, you won’t lose money in a month.

In fact, if you really use your own seasonings to soak, it is really less than five yuan, but for Ke Baijia, this five yuan is enough. After all, for her, the ingredients inside are all from the mall and you don’t need to be produced by yourself in reality. Moreover, you can use the seasonings several times each time you get a pack of them. Last time, most of the seasonings for pickled radish were stored, just pickled up pepper water and she took two bags of them a day, which was very cost-effective.

The most important thing is that there is an additional channel for collecting money.

Anyway, she thinks it's worth it.

The price of the carrot is also 30 cents per plate, and it is fixed to about six pieces, allowing Ke Baijia to peel large slices and make it thinner so that the dishes can be delivered quickly. Ke Baijia nodded. "I remember."

Uncle Ke added the bell dish at noon. One bell was slammed, about eight, and the price was set at one yuan Lujiao, which was about two cents.

The price is not low, but this dish is too oily and meat filling is added, so the price is also on the standard.
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