Chapter 390: Eighty-Era Gourmet System (28)

With the addition of Liu Shen and Xiao Rong's aunt, the staffing pressure at the Snack Bar was finally eased a little.

After a month of probation, everyone was tired, but in very high spirits.

They could learn things they didn't know before, and they earned much more than they usually did doing manual labor.

Xie Yang did not set a fixed wage for them, but a base salary plus commission, with the goal of stimulating their enthusiasm for work.

But the Snack Bar's business was excellent every day, so after a month, their take-home pay was almost catching up to those technical workers who graduated from technical secondary schools.

When Liu Shen received her first month's salary, her hands shook with excitement.

Oh my god! In this one month, she earned eighty!

Her husband worked himself to the bone moving steel bars at the factory, and his monthly take-home pay was only forty-eight.

She earned eighty just by kneading dough, making bread, and frying Fried Dough Sticks and Twisted Dough Sticks!

The other helpers were about the same.

Everyone had thought their income wouldn't be low, because the Snack Bar's business was just too good.

Chef Xie said that those who work more earn more, and she wouldn't treat them unfairly.

But this was too much!

"It is what you deserve."

Seeing that everyone's eyes were red with excitement after receiving their wages, Xie Yang smiled and said:

"However, the first month had the bonus of the grand opening, so there might be a slight Rebound later, but don't worry, once things stabilize, you will definitely have this amount in your hands."

Everyone nodded repeatedly upon hearing this.

They knew this; commission depends on efficiency, and if efficiency is good, the commission is high.

But no matter how bad the efficiency gets, the base salary is guaranteed at thirty, which won't be less than what they earned doing manual labor before.

As long as they listen to Chef Xie, work hard! Work diligently! Strive to boost efficiency! Their income will go up along with it.

"Chef Xie, don't worry, we will definitely work hard!"

Xie Yang smiled and nodded: "I believe in you!"

After the employees received their wages and happily went home to share the good news, it was time for Xie Yang and Xiao Rong to split the profits.

"Xiao Rong, this month is special, because a lot of money was invested in the beginning, so before splitting the profits, we have to cover those expenses, and then we'll split what's left." Xie Yang took out the account book and two thick envelopes made of kraft paper.

"That's a must!" Xiao Rong scratched his head, "After covering the initial investment, there's still money for us to split? That's much better than I expected."

"There is still some surplus."

Xie Yang smiled and handed him one of the envelopes and the account book:

"Here, this is yours, check it yourself."

Xiao Rong opened the envelope and took a look: "Th-this much?"

Seeing the envelope was so thick, he guessed it might all be small change, but he didn't expect it to be all ten-yuan bills.

"Because business is good!" Xie Yang laughed.

For the first month, after covering the renovation investment and various expenses, she and Xiao Rong could still split three hundred each.

The tens of yuan in change wouldn't be split, but transferred to next month's procurement fund.

"How much?" Xiao Rong's jaw almost dislocated.

Three hundred???

Xiao Rong was so excited he couldn't sit still.

Oh my god!

Three hundred yuan!!!

His parents were both Senior Fitters at the factory, and their combined wages weren't as much as his share this time.

And this was after deducting the expenses spent on renovation.

If that expense wasn't counted, he calculated how much he could have split?

At this calculation, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

Momma, momma!

He just said that following Sister Xie would definitely not be bad!

Now his family should finally believe it, right?

Who? Besides Sister Xie, he asks who else?

Could earn more in just one short month than an ordinary worker's total annual income!

Xiao Rong stood up, stomped his feet, and rubbed his hands together, his voice trembling with excitement:

"Sister Xie, will we earn this much every month from now on?"

"Satisfied already?" Xie Yang laughed, "Don't worry! It will only be more than what we earn now!"

"!!!"

Not only was Xiao Rong excited, Xie Yang was happy too.

Since transmigrating to this plane, this was the first time she had received a "high salary."

She decided to celebrate.

Since they closed early today, while the Supply and Marketing Cooperative was still open, she went to weigh a few jin of milk candies and biscuits, bought each of the two children a child's sailor shirt, and seeing a new batch of toddler-sized Warrior shoes at the shoe counter, she bought a pair for each of the two children as well.

"Minglu, what are you dazing off for? The Soap has arrived, go help move it."

The female clerk at the grocery counter followed Lou Minglu's gaze and saw Xie Yang, whose hands were full of things, showing an envious expression:

"Chef Xie is here to buy things again!"

"Hua Jie, do you know her?"

"You don't know her? Like your dad, she also contracted the Da Shitang from the Gad Steel Factory reform."

However, she is quite capable; she came up with a Hanging Oven Roast Duck that even the chefs at the State-run Restaurant don't know how to make, and business is incredibly good.

No wonder she has money to buy food and supplies for her two stepsons, and always picks out the best clothes and shoes for them. Come to think of it, Chef Xie really has nothing to complain about regarding her two stepsons."

Lou Minglu twitched the corner of her mouth and let out a huff in her heart.

It's nothing but wealth built on dead people's money!

If it weren't for the job position left behind by the Zhang family mother and son, let's see where she would get the money to contract the Canteen.

Without the money to contract it, wouldn't she have to work as a Temporary Worker just like her?

When it was time to get off work, Lou Minglu dragged her heavy feet back home.

"Minglu, why are you only just getting back? Hurry up and wash the clothes!"

Lou Mu now only had eyes for her newborn son who had just turned a month old, holding him and cooing "my heart, my flesh," while leaving all the dirty clothes and smelly diapers in the house for her two daughters to wash.

"Mingxia doesn't even know where she ran off to after school; she's already old enough to be a big sister, yet she still has no sense!" Mother Lou grumbled at her second daughter while cooing at her son.

Lou Minglu threw the dirty clothes into the washbasin and turned back to ask before leaving: "Mom, can our family buy me a position as a Formal Worker? A Temporary Worker earns little and does more work; I can't hold on for even one more day."

"How could our family have money right now!" Lou Mu frowned.

Even if there were money, it would have to be saved for her son.

Not to mention, there really is no money right now.

"Your brother was just born, and money is needed everywhere. Once you have a job, don't fuss over whether it's a Formal Worker or a Temporary Worker; just work hard, and you'll eventually become permanent."

"Didn't Dad contract a window at the Canteen? A month has passed, how could there be no money?"

"Your dad says business isn't very good."

Mentioning this, Lou Mu was also full of unhappiness.

Her husband was too spineless.

She had gone to great lengths to give birth to a son for him, thinking that with a son he would have motivation, but in the end, life was even less comfortable than before.

"Then why can others make big money after contracting a Canteen?" Lou Minglu grew more agitated as she spoke, "Dad has been a Master Chef for so many years, can he not even compare to a Temporary Worker who washes vegetables?"

After she finished speaking, she turned around angrily, only to see Master Lou standing at the doorway, staring at her with a gloomy expression.

"Dad..."

Lou Minglu was still quite afraid of her dad, and for a moment, she didn't dare to breathe.

Master Lou let out a heavy huff and slammed the door as he went into the inner room.

He was angry too!

The vegetable washer who used to be ordered around by him under his command had, following the Canteen restructuring, suddenly leaped to become a Master Chef of the same rank as him, and the Canteen window they contracted had much better efficiency than his.

It is said that every day there are people lining up to buy Hanging Oven Roast Duck.

He had also handled Canteen accounts and knew the cost of ducks; what "hanging oven" or not, it was all just a gimmick, nothing more than consuming a bit more firewood, yet it was actually sold more expensively than the Roasted Duck at the State-run Restaurant.

After a month, the profit could probably reach five hundred, right?

Plus the braised dishes, fried goods...

Master Lou made a rough estimate; the gross profit could be eight hundred or a thousand.

Looking at himself, after contracting the Third Canteen window, this month, after paying the contract fee and covering the wages for helpers and the cost of ingredients, there was almost no profit left in his hands.

He bit his back teeth.

A mediocre vegetable washer who suddenly knows how to make delicious dishes that even the chefs at the State-run Restaurant don't know—could they be a spy lurking among the common people?