Chapter 23: Delivery (Thanks to Daxia Aichi Hanbaobao for the alliance leader reward)

After the old men left triumphantly, a large tray of crab shell yellow was instantly half-empty. Ouyang was full and satisfied, sprawling on his chair playing with his phone, occasionally rubbing his belly. Looking at his posture, he wanted to grab two more crab shell yellows to take to his workstation before work.

Qin Huai in the kitchen had switched from the busy meal preparation mode to the leisurely baozi-wrapping state. Seeing Ouyang so free, he simply asked him to move his chair to the window, and the two chatted across the dim sum window.

"How is the flyer distribution going?" Qin Huai asked.

"Don't worry, with my regular spot checks, absolutely no one is slacking off, not a single problem!" Ouyang patted his chest to guarantee.

Qin Huai nodded: "That's good. There's one more question—"

Ouyang gradually sat up straight.

"What dim sum do Sister Hong and Huihui usually like to eat? Ordinary baozi and mantou are fine, is there any flavor they prefer?" Qin Huai asked seriously.

Ouyang:?

Not a buddy, you switched topics too fast!

Ouyang scratched his head and thought seriously, not very sure: "Sister Hong... I'm not very clear, but Huihui should eat more mantou."

"Mantou?" Qin Huai gave a suspicious look.

"Really!" Ouyang emphasized. "When I first started college, didn't my dad buy me a car? Although I gave it to my mom to drive because I couldn't afford the gas, I'm still an old driver with many years of driving experience."

"Sister Hong went on a business trip to another place once last year and asked me to take care of Huihui, driving her to and from school, and by the way, solving breakfast and dinner. Those two mornings, I asked Huihui what she wanted to eat, and she said she wanted to eat mantou. She didn't eat the griddle cakes, hand-grabbed cakes, roasted cold noodles, curry baozi, rice balls, or sesame balls sold in the convenience store across the street, she just ate mantou."

Qin Huai nodded and noted it down: mantou. Huihui, this child, was really as simple and unadorned as in the dream.

After saying this, Ouyang looked at Qin Huai excitedly: "What, Old Qin, you can also make the legendary secret mantou?"

Qin Huai waved his hand: "Where is there any secret mantou? Add some brown sugar to make brown sugar mantou, add some meat to make meat mantou, can I make flowers out of mantou?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Luo, who came in yawning, said listlessly: "What mantou? Brother, didn't you make that... what was it, distiller's grains mantou before?"

Ouyang's eyes lit up instantly, his face full of "I knew you had a secret skill hidden."

Qin Luo's next sentence extinguished the light in Ouyang's eyes: "But it wasn't delicious."

Ouyang instantly became interested: "Qin Huai has dim sum that he made that wasn't delicious? Luo Luo, didn't you tell me that your brother makes dim sum by looking at recipes, and he learns it just by looking?"

Qin Luo didn't answer, but looked down at the crab shell yellow on the dining tray, put on gloves very consciously, picked up the tongs, and put a small plate for herself, eating while saying, crispy skin falling all over the floor.

"That's different."

"According to the book, distiller's grains mantou is fermented with distiller's yeast, has elasticity, collapses when pinched by hand, and bounces back when released. Even if it's pressed in a bag for more than ten minutes, it can still bounce back to its original shape."

"The taste wasn't described, just said it had a wine fragrance and a unique flavor, theoretically it should be delicious."

"But the distiller's grains mantou my brother made was just an ordinary mantou, not that elastic, and the wine taste mixed in the mantou was also strange. Anyway, I don't like it much." Qin Luo swallowed the crab shell yellow in one bite, pointed to her mouth, and said vaguely, "I love eating this!"

After eating the crab shell yellow, Qin Luo gnawed on two more baozi, and then changed her clothes to enter the kitchen to help her father and mother wrap baozi. Doing the work of both a cleaner and an odd-job worker while only taking half the salary was moving.

6:26 AM - 6:29 AM, several employees on the early shift arrived one after another, stepping on the point very accurately.

"Master Xiao Qin, these are the pre-orders from the group yesterday, all to be delivered between 9:10 and 9:25. I've already printed them out and made a list, you see..." Huang Xi stood near the window with a few slips.

"I'll deliver, I'll deliver!" Qin Luo raised her hand actively, indicating she was familiar with this job.

When they were in their hometown, although the Qin family breakfast shop didn't open for delivery, they occasionally received delivery orders from regular customers, and if they were lucky, they could receive large orders. For example, the kindergarten chef nearby encountered an emergency and went on strike, the school nearby had a power outage and urgently needed to buy a batch of cheap baozi, mantou, and rice porridge for lunch to make up the numbers, or the Children's Welfare Home on Third Road received a donation and the director decided to spend a lot of money to improve the food...

Encountering such things, the Qin family breakfast shop could always luckily receive large orders and earn a sum.

Huang Xi subconsciously looked at Zhao Rong.

Although Qin Huai was the actual boss of the Cloud Canteen, he was a completely hands-off boss who didn't even need to be reported to; everything in the canteen could be reported to Zhao Rong or Qin Congwen.

The delivery matter was decided by Huang Xi and Zhao Rong last night: 30 cents per order. If you deliver 500 orders in a month, the delivery fee increases by 10 cents, and if you deliver 1,000 orders, it increases by another 10 cents.

The current delivery rule of the Cloud Canteen is: delivery to the workstation within 1.5 kilometers, and delivery if a single order is over 30 yuan or 8 orders in the same office building. Although the delivery fee is low, the distance is close and the orders are concentrated, which is very suitable for employees who are not afraid of the heat and want to exercise, while also wanting to earn some pocket money.

The original delivery person was An Youyou.

Although the employees of the Cloud Canteen were not very familiar with each other, everyone could see that this girl seemed quite poor. Yesterday, after Huang Xi finished talking about this matter in the work group, An Youyou was the first to raise her hand to sign up. Now that business had just opened and there weren't many orders, there wasn't much money, and the others didn't fight with her.

"Give her a few far ones." Zhao Rong had been wrapping baozi without stopping her hands. "This girl's mouth doesn't stop all day, let her move more."

Huang Xi nodded with a smile, didn't move, and continued: "Master Xiao Qin, I actually have a suggestion."

"Yesterday I asked a few customers, and many convenience stores and breakfast shops nearby provide delivery to the workstation service. Some convenience stores even have monthly discounts for hand-grabbed cakes."

"Monthly discount?" Qin Huai became interested. Can hand-grabbed cakes be monthly?

Huang Xi nodded: "Hand-grabbed cakes with eggs, sausages, chicken fillets, and fish fillets, 270 a month, averaging less than 10 yuan per cake."

"The best-selling convenience store can sell more than 200 hand-grabbed cakes a day."

A convenience store relying on selling hand-grabbed cakes has a turnover of more than 2,000 a day, which belongs to opening a new track.

Qin Huai felt he seemed to understand: "So you think our canteen can also sell monthly packages?"

"Lunch and dinner can be monthly, how can breakfast be monthly? Our breakfast variety is not fixed, and the price gap is large, so it's not easy to set the price for monthly packages?"

However, the idea was very good, and Qin Huai was a bit moved.

Monthly packages mean volume, and selling breakfast is definitely more profitable by volume.

Huang Xi smiled slightly: "I also thought about these things you said last night. My idea is the same as yours; monthly packages are not suitable for our canteen."

"So I came up with a new plan."

"Meal tickets."

"Multiple types of meal tickets, several grades, mixed sales, and discounts for buying by month/quarter/year/half-year."

"This is my report, it was rushed out temporarily, so please forgive me if it's a bit rough. If you think this plan is okay, I will discuss it with Sister Rong in the next two days and strive to launch the new activity within three days."

"If possible, you'd better contact Mr. Ouyang to print a batch of new flyers, add delivery/meal tickets and other related activities to the flyers, and most importantly, add our shop's WeChat QR code."

Qin Huai looked at the stack of reports that were at least 20 pages thick and fell into silence.

Looking again, he was actually a bit moved.

It was too moving, our shop actually has talent who can write plans!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 24 =====