Chapter 1768: Starting

Screaming until your throat breaks is still useful.

When Shen Ranran's desperate scream penetrated out, and when those rogues' loud pain cries made people feel cold all over, people nearby all ran out to check the situation, and the men all carried weapons.

However, after everyone came out, they found that the scene they saw was completely different from what they thought.

Only to see a large pile of people lying horizontally and vertically on the ground crying for their fathers and mothers, rolling on the ground, and many sticks and machetes scattered on the ground, and even faint blood stains could be seen.

Shen Ranran was hugged by Zhuang Zhuang, pear blossoms with rain, and Zhuang Zhuang was comforting Shen Ranran in a low voice.

In front of the two women, it was Wang Yan who had just lit a Huazi.

"Fellow villager, what's the situation?" Little Northeast walked over with a stick.

"Ranran, are you okay? Oh my, look at this crying, the makeup is ruined." Tao Liangliang ran to care for Shen Ranran with a clear goal.

Guo Zongbao and others also asked about the situation in a mess, not knowing why it was like this.

"Brother, did you provoke someone?" Guo Zongbao looked at the pile of people on the ground uncertainly.

Wang Yan thought for a while and said: "Looking at their wretched appearance, I guess they are thieves from the train station

Even if everyone is helping Wang Yan put skewers on early in the morning now, the workload has increased quite a bit, and everyone has to put on more than 100 skewers on average. But Wang Yan didn't pay them wages, but treated them to meals and wine.

He also didn't want to live in one room, making it seem like a boss and employees, especially since this involved Zhuang Zhuang. Up to now, he hadn't given Zhuang Zhuang a cent.

Now he treats everyone to lunch every day, not just making do, but having good dishes every meal, eating meat every day, and wine is bought by the box. Not to mention anything else, just Guo Zongbao, Tao Liangliang, and Cao Ye, who used to tighten their belts to live, were all pale. Now it's good, after eating for a few days, they are already red-faced.

Wang Yan said: "It's not that you didn't do it well, it's that the amount of seasoning used now is larger, relying on the medicine grinder is too laborious, it's better to have a machine, want it as fine as you want, and it's stirred evenly by the way."

Little Northeast was still confused: "No, you sell at most 1,000 skewers a day, the ones I ground for you are enough for you to use for ten days or half a month, how much more can you use? What, want to open a branch?"

"No, I plan to sell seasoning."

"Sell seasoning?"

Little Northeast's eyes widened, they all knew that a considerable part of the reason why Wang Yan's barbecue was delicious was this special seasoning, he didn't understand why he wanted to sell the seasoning to others, wouldn't that affect his own business?

Guo Zongbao and others heard this news, and most of them thought so too. They all wanted to hold the seasoning in their own hands, only roasting it themselves, so they could be worry-free and make big money.

Even Zhuang Zhuang didn't understand, she watched Wang Yan adjusting, weighing, and packaging there, hesitated for a while and asked: "Brother Yan, are you really going to sell seasoning?"

"Do I look fake to you?" Wang Yan looked up at her and smiled, "I'll put the seasoning out tonight, ten yuan a bag."

Shen Ranran was also on the side: "Brother Yan, I also feel that you shouldn't sell seasoning. This is your unique secret recipe, you will soon earn the money to open a shop, and the business will definitely be better, and you will earn more. It won't take long before you can open a second shop. Isn't it better than selling seasoning?"

"Who knows." Tao Liangliang was Shen Ranran's loyal supporter, "Brother Yan, why don't you think about it again?"

"I was also so scared I didn't know what to do. At that time, Ranran was so panicked, I had to hold on." Zhuang Zhuang ate a bun and muttered, "Actually, I also feel quite guilty. I didn't expect this matter to still be caused by me. It implicated Brother Yan and Ranran."

Wang Yan glanced: "Are you scolding me while taking the opportunity?"

"How is that possible, I'm concerned about you. No matter how you look at it, you shouldn't sell the seasoning, you are already selling 1,000 skewers, the cost is 300, and you earn 700 a day, you earn more in a day than others earn in a month or two, what business is so good?"

Tao Liangliang diligently took a bun for Shen Ranran to eat, letting Shen Ranran eat more.

Wang Yan said: "I can earn seven or eight yuan from this bag, which is about 100 bags, which is about the same as 1,000 lamb skewers. You tell me, is it easier to roast 1,000 lamb skewers, or make 1,000 seasoning bags?"

"That must be making seasoning bags." Cao Ye said, "Lamb skewers still need to be cut, then skewered, and you have to roast them when you get there, which takes more time. And one is 1,000, one is 100, there is no comparison at all."

Guo Zongbao retorted: "That's not right, Brother Wang, one person can buy ten or twenty lamb skewers. But if it's seasoning, who buys so much? You don't need to find people to buy lamb skewers, light the charcoal, roast a few skewers, the fragrance drifts out, and people come over by themselves. But if you sell seasoning, you have to go out and promote it. It takes more effort."

"What you said is also good, Old Guo, it is indeed like this. But you don't think about it, Beijing is so big, how many shops can I open myself? How many lamb skewers can I sell? And this recipe can't be discovered by others forever. Since it's like this, I'd better sell seasoning first, and occupy this market first. And if you really want to open a shop, it's so laborious? How many shops can I open? If this seasoning sells well, maybe it can be sold all over the country, how much can I earn then?"

Tao Liangliang nodded: "Brother Yan, you say it this way, hey, I feel it might really work."

"It's not 'might', it's definitely going to work. Only by daring to think can you dare to do it. If you don't have confidence yourself, how can you do things?" Wang Yan smiled, "I'm not stupid, walking on two legs. Selling barbecue on one side, and selling seasoning on the other. The market in Beijing is very big, seasoning can still be digested, and it won't affect my business."

Wang Yan said so, who else would persuade him, so everyone went to do their own things.

Guo Zongbao advised: "Brother, I don't understand high-tech, why does it sound so unreliable?"

Cao Ye instead supported it: "It's right that it sounds unreliable to you. If you thought it was reliable, wouldn't you have gone to do it yourself? Can what you do make a fortune?"

Staying in the courtyard, it was Wang Yan working on the machine, Zhuang Zhuang weighing, Shen Ranran packaging, and Tao Liangliang pestering Shen Ranran to chat on the side.

"Ranran, let me tell you, Brother Yan's lamb skewers are unique. Last night setting up the stall, in less than an hour, all 150 skewers were sold out."

Tao Liangliang was very active in bragging for Wang Yan, taking Wang Yan as a topic to approach Shen Ranran.

Shen Ranran nodded coldly: "I know."

She had already been standing by and watching for a while.

Wang Yan greeted: "You've been standing there for a long time, why don't you come and help do some work? I'll treat you to a few skewers in a while."

Before Shen Ranran could speak, Tao Liangliang came to spirit first: "Brother Yan, roasting in a while?"

"I don't want much, Brother Yan, five skewers are enough." Cao Ye opened his palms.

"I have wine there, just drink a little." Guo Zongbao also laughed, looking forward to it.

Tao Liangliang urged Shen Ranran again: "I really didn't lie to you, Brother Yan's barbecue is especially delicious."

Wang Yan said: "Mainly I see you came alone, without friends, we are all from all over the world, usually still have to take care of each other. You follow to do some work, we chat, and we'll get familiar in a while, people are pretty good. Of course, I'll treat you to lamb skewers even if you don't do work. It'll be roasted in a while after skewering."

"Then I'd better not eat white food, exchange with labor." Shen Ranran still joined in, doing work together, "I don't know how to skewer well, don't blame me if I skewer badly."

"It's okay." Wang Yan shook his head amusedly, "You've been watching for a long time, haven't you seen that they don't skewer well either? The best one is Old Brother Guo."

The people doing work here who looked like something, only Guo Zongbao. Even if Cao Ye was from poverty, in fact, doing these things was not clever. It was still Guo Zongbao, life experience, work experience, were relatively rich.

And it was Guo Zongbao who worked the most seriously, his productivity was the highest, a player who completely outputted as the main force.

Zhuang Zhuang and others couldn't argue, and turned to enthusiastically greet Shen Ranran to join in.

None of them were introverted people, everyone was talking, and they got familiar in a while.

The work was done very quickly, having experienced the previous experience, although everyone's skewering was still not good, the actual productivity was improved.

Watching the lamb skewers put into the foam box, Cao Ye wondered: "Brother Yan, why do I feel this is more than 400 skewers?"

"Better late than never, brother, this work will be finished soon. Wait there for a while, we'll cook after finishing the work, and we'll drink some more."

Zhuang Zhuang took the words: "I just counted, a total of 520 skewers. There are 120 skewers on the table."

"The number is quite auspicious." Wang Yan said with a smile, "These 120 skewers we'll eat. Wait for Zhuang Zhuang to finish her class, and roast it at noon."

"Oh my, this is 120 yuan, Wang Yan, don't eat like this, it's a waste to give it to us." Guo Zongbao waved his hand repeatedly, persuading Wang Yan that life is not easy, starting a business is harder, don't be so extravagant, so lavish.

"You help me put skewers, saving me so much time, working hard for nothing, I can't pretend I don't know." Wang Yan said very four-seas, "And these skewers sold are 120 yuan, but my cost is only 30 cents a skewer, counting my labor fee, it's 50 at most.

Hey, what kind of look? You have to count it as one yuan. 30 cents is my cost, I can treat you, can you buy my lamb skewers for 30 cents?"

Ignoring everyone's astonishment, Wang Yan had already started discussing the details with Liu Qiangdong, studying the specific development later.

So it was originally Wang Yan treating everyone to lamb skewers, but it turned into a big gathering.

Specifically, Wang Yan took out money to make a large batch of seasoning, and Liu Qiangdong recruited two people to start running the market in Beijing. The principal was borne by Wang Yan selling lamb skewers; after all, Wang Yan would earn the labor cost in two days. He would start earning after three days.

Watching everyone buying things, Shen Ranran was a bit anxious, but didn't know what else she should buy, very embarrassed.

"There's plenty of time, this doesn't need anything, you still have to buy something?" Wang Yan handed over a handful of lamb skewers, "Lamb skewers are most fragrant when hot, I guarantee you'll want two after eating one."

Shen Ranran took a small bite suspiciously, and then her eyes widened, looking straight at Wang Yan: "This is too delicious, right?"

"And you thought they lied to you before? There were so many people wanting to buy just now, didn't you see?"

"It's not that I lied, just felt it might be exaggerated, I didn't eat it, who knows it's really this fragrant..." Shen Ranran was slightly embarrassed, and then ate skewers in big mouthfuls.

In Wang Yan's room, two tables were put together with a pile of food, and people from all over the world sat around the table.

Guo Zongbao raised his wine glass: "This... as the oldest, I'll propose a toast. We can know each other here, and get along... not bad! That's fate. In the future, we should help each other. As the saying goes, a fence needs three stakes, a hero needs three helpers, only then can we stand firm, take root..."

"Look, I'm nagging when I'm old, won't say anymore, drink, drink."

Since he knew Wang Yan's seasoning sold well, and after some contact, he also understood that Wang Yan was a generous and particular person. He definitely wouldn't be mistreated working for Wang Yan, and his income would definitely be much higher.

It was impossible to give up the opportunity to make money for the sake of face.

"Drink quickly, my hands are tired from holding the cup." Tao Liangliang shouted, raising his head and drinking it all.

Everyone also drank, and then put down the cups and looked at Wang Yan.

"What are you looking at me for? Eat. This meal is quite extravagant. Originally, eating ten or eight lamb skewers each would be enough, but we got so many things. I guess we've eaten a month's worth of food today. Eat, eat."

So everyone ate and drank lively, eating very fragrantly. Zhuang Zhuang also told Wang Yan that she originally thought coming here was to suffer, didn't expect to eat better than at home every day.

It was also through this opportunity that Shen Ranran, who had just arrived, integrated in, not pretending to be cold and hard to mess with to disguise herself like at the beginning.

This meal was eaten very well, and even the bought wine wasn't enough, and two more bottles of Erguotou came later. This day, everyone was comfortable. The four people in Wang Yan's room were all drunk, and Shen Ranran was also sent back to bed by Wang Yan and Zhuang Zhuang together.

"Sure enough, sober people are the most tired." Zhuang Zhuang sat on the side rail of the tricycle, and the Barbecue Beauty appeared again.

"No, sober people are happy." Wang Yan said with a smile, "The five of them didn't make money today, and we are about to make 400 yuan. You should think about what to eat in the evening now."

In these years, the income of local people is the highest in the country, with an average monthly income of 500 or 600. From this, it can be seen how profitable Wang Yan's barbecue is, making 400 yuan a day.

Zhuang Zhuang thought seriously: "Why don't we eat something over there? I see there are many things to eat."

"Okay." Wang Yan responded, pedaling the tricycle and moving forward against the setting sun.

The round sun was at the end of the road, Zhuang Zhuang's skirt corners flew with the wind, and her legs swung back and forth again...

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Liu Qiangdong started registering the company without stopping, looking for an office location, mainly to find a place that could take into account seasoning production and warehouse storage, which would be convenient for carrying out work later.

He didn't really let Wang Yan pay alone. Even if the contract was written like that, Liu Qiangdong still took out some money he earned from opening his own shop. After all, Wang Yan's capital was too small, which would delay development, so the more capital, the better.

It was just the beginning, and it wasn't easy to get a loan, otherwise, whether it was Wang Yan or Liu Qiangdong, they would be very willing to take a loan and work hard.

In the following period of time, various things were pushed forward in an orderly manner, and Wang Yan's career could be considered to have had a formal start...

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