Urban Super Food City System

Chapter 825

Ten or eight college students is not a small number. Even if everyone only comes to five skewers, it is estimated that there will be one hundred and eighty yuan.

For the stall owner, this is not a small sum.

"Okay, as soon as the person comes, I'll call right away and ask my husband to bring over more skewers."

The stall owner's face was about to die of laughter, and she kept thinking to herself, why didn't she think of such an idea?

According to Wei Suoyu, the guests brought by this college student are comparable to the guests she has been here for a whole night.

If the stall owner's stall was closer to the school, the business would not have been so bleak.

But it is because the stalls of the stall owners are too far away, and these college students don't like to go so far, just to eat one or two small skewers.

That's why the stall owner's business is so bad.

"Thank you so much, young man. Usually when I come here, I don't have many customers and I don't eat much, so I didn't prepare many skewers."

"But don't worry, I called my husband to get a big box of skewers, and you can eat them later."

"Today is your string, I invite you."

The stall owner was very happy. No matter how he looked at Wei Suoyu, he was pleasing to the eye. He felt that Wei Suoyu was like a person sent by heaven to save him.

"That's not necessary, eldest sister, you see, this is a small business, and you don't make much money. If you invite me to eat the skewers, you won't be able to make any money today."

"Besides, I'm not the only one here. My two friends also want to try the skewers from your stall."

"So, we should pay what we should pay, and we can't lose you."

Wei Suoyu said with a smile, he had no intention of taking advantage of such a few dollars.

Wei Suoyu took the five skewers in a proper manner and wanted to leave.

But the stall owner disagreed desperately, saying that Wei Suoyu had to take a few more skewers to go.

In desperation, Wei Suoyu had no choice but to agree with the stall owner, took five skewers and left immediately, walking deeper into the snack street.

At this time, the stall owner's husband also arrived.

"Old woman, I said, what are you crazy about today? Tell me to pull so many skewers, will they be sold out?"

The stall owner and her husband are both from the countryside, with little education, and can only earn a little money by relying on this craft to support their family.

On weekdays, the stall owner would only bring a hundred skewers at most, so it would be a pity that there would be too many to sell out.

But today, the stall owner suddenly asked him to bring over two hundred skewers, which made him very confused.

"Old man, don't worry, today's string will definitely sell well, even if you can't guarantee that all of them will be sold out, at least half of them must be sold."

Because the stall owner kept smiling, his face was a little rosy, looking like a red apple.

"I don't believe your words. You said the same thing when you set up a stall here. Do you remember how many skewers you wasted that time?"

The old man said with some dissatisfaction, he was a little distressed about the strings in it, it was all money.

As he talked, the old man didn't care about anything else, he picked up a skewer inside and ate it, but was caught by the stall owner.

"Hey, why did you steal it? This is for sale to customers."

The stall owner quickly waved his hand, drove the old man away, and snatched the big box.

"I don't think it's a waste if you can't sell it all? I'm thinking about eating two skewers, and I'm leaving it anyway."

The old man was not convinced, and refuted it on the spot, but the next moment, he was dumbfounded.