Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle-Chapter 24 - 23 Delivering Meals (Thanks to the alliance leader who loves to eat hamburgers for the reward!)

Chapter 24 - 23 Delivering Meals (Thanks to the alliance leader who loves to eat hamburgers for the reward!)

After the uncles returned with a full load, half of the freshly baked Crab Shell Cake tray was instantly emptied. Ouyang, fully fed and satisfied, lounged on the chair playing on his phone, occasionally rubbing his belly, seemingly planning to take a couple more Crab Shell Cakes to work before heading to the office.

In the kitchen, Qin Huai had already switched from busy meal prep mode to a leisurely bun-making status. Seeing Ouyang so idle, he simply asked him to move the chair to the window, and the two chatted across the snack window.

"How's the flyer distribution going?" Qin Huai asked.

"Rest assured, with my regular checks, absolutely no one is slacking off, not a single problem!" Ouyang patted his chest in assurance.

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

Ouyang gradually sat up straight.

"What kind of snacks do Sister Hong and Huihui usually like? Regular buns and steamed buns will do, do they have any favorite flavors?" Qin Huai asked seriously.

Ouyang: ?

Dude, you're switching topics too fast!

Ouyang scratched his head, seriously thinking for a moment, not very sure: "Sister Hong... I'm not quite sure, but Huihui should eat steamed buns more often."

"Steamed buns?" Qin Huai shot a skeptical glance.

"Really!" Ouyang emphasized, "When I first went to university, didn't my dad buy me a car? Although now because I can't afford the gas, it's given to my mom to drive, I at least have many years of driving experience."

"Last year when Sister Hong went on a business trip to another city, she asked me to take care of Huihui, driving her to and from school, and also handle breakfast and dinner. Every morning those two days when I asked Huihui what to eat, she always wanted steamed buns, the ones sold in the convenience store across the street. She didn't eat pancake wraps, hand-grabbed pies, baked cold noodles, curry buns, rice balls, sesame balls, just steamed buns."

Qin Huai nodded and took note, steamed buns, Huihui as a child is truly as plain and unadorned as in dreams.

After speaking, Ouyang looked at Qin Huai with interest: "So, Old Qin, you can make the legendary secret steamed buns?"

Qin Huai waved his hand: "There's no such thing as secret steamed buns. Add some brown sugar to make brown sugar steamed buns, or at most add some meat to make meat steamed buns. Can I make steamed buns into something fancy?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Qin Luo, who entered the store yawning, listlessly chimed in: "What steamed buns? Bro, didn't you make those rice wine steamed buns before?"

Ouyang's eyes lit up, clearly expressing that he knew Qin had some hidden tricks.

Qin Luo's next words extinguished the light in Ouyang's eyes: "But they didn't taste good."

Ouyang was instantly interested: "Qin Huai actually made a snack that didn't taste good? Luoluo, didn't you tell me your brother can make snacks just by looking at recipes, and he would get it after a glance?"

Qin Luo didn't answer but looked down at the Crab Shell Cake on the plate. He very consciously put on gloves, used tongs to grab a plate for himself, and began eating, pastry crumbs falling everywhere.

"That's different."

"According to the book, rice wine steamed buns are fermented with distiller's yeast, elastic, squeeze them and they flatten, release them and they bounce back. Even if pressed in a bag for over ten minutes, they would bounce back to their original form when taken out."

"The taste wasn't much described, just saying it has a wine aroma and a unique flavor, theoretically should be delicious."

"But the rice wine buns my brother made were just ordinary buns, not that elastic, and the wine flavor mixed in the buns was weird, anyway, I didn't like it much." Qin Luo swallowed a Crab Shell Cake whole, pointed to his mouth, and mumbled, "I love this instead!"

After finishing the Crab Shell Cake, Qin Luo devoured two more buns before changing clothes to help his parents make buns in the kitchen. Doing both cleaning and odd jobs, only earning half a salary, the cost-effectiveness was quite moving.

6:26 AM to 6:29 AM, several morning shift employees arrived for work one after another, their timing very precise.

"Master Qin, here's the pre-order list from last night's group chat. All need to be delivered between 9:10~9:25 AM, it's printed out here in a list for you to see..." Huang Xi stood near the window with a few slips.

"I'll deliver, I'll deliver!" Qin Luo eagerly raised her hand, indicating she's familiar with this task.

Back home, though the Qin Family Breakfast Shop didn't provide delivery services, they occasionally received orders from regulars, with some luck, even big orders.

Like when a nearby kindergarten cook went on sudden strike, or roadworks cut off electricity near a primary school urgently needing cheap buns and porridge as cover-up lunch, or when the Sanmalu Children's Welfare Institute received a donation and the director decided to splurge on improving meals...

In these kinds of situations, the Qin Family Breakfast Shop often luckily received big orders, making a decent profit.

Huang Xi instinctively looked at Zhao Rong.

Although Qin Huai was the actual boss of Yunzhong Restaurant, he was a hands-off manager who didn't care about anything, so the cafeteria matters didn't require reporting to him but rather to Zhao Rong or Qin Congwen.

Meal deliveries had been arranged last night by Huang Xi and Zhao Rong, at three cents per order, with the delivery fee increasing by one cent once 500 orders were reached within the month, and another cent after 1000 orders.

Yunzhong Restaurant's current delivery rules are: within 1.5 kilometers, deliver to workstations, single orders over 30 yuan, or over eight orders in the same office building can be delivered. Although the delivery fee is low, the deliveries are concentrated and short-distance, suitable for employees who aren't afraid of heat, want to exercise, and earn some pocket money.

The originally assigned delivery person was An Youyou.

Though the staff at Yunzhong Restaurant aren't very familiar with each other, everyone can see this girl seems quite poor. Yesterday, after Huang Xi mentioned the delivery in the work group, An Youyou was the first to volunteer, and since there weren't many orders at the moment and not much money involved, no one else competed with her.

"Give her a few orders that are far away." Zhao Rong, who was busy making buns, didn't stop her hands, "This girl talks all day long, let her move around more."

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

"Yesterday, I inquired with a few customers, and found that many convenience stores and breakfast shops nearby offer meal delivery to workstations, and some convenience stores even offer a monthly package for hand-grabbed pies."

"Monthly package?" Qin Huai was intrigued, monthly packages for hand-grabbed pies?

Huang Xi nodded: "Hand-grabbed pies with added eggs, sausage, chicken fillet, and fish fillet, 270 yuan a month, averaging less than 10 yuan per pie."

"The best-selling convenience store reportedly sells over 200 hand-grabbed pies a day."

Convenience stores earn over 2000 yuan daily just by selling hand-grabbed pies, opening up a new market.

Qin Huai felt like he understood: "So you think our restaurant could also sell monthly packages?"

"Lunch and dinner could have monthly packages, but how would breakfast work? Our breakfast varieties aren't fixed, prices vary greatly; it's hard to set a monthly price, isn't it?"

However, the idea was quite appealing, Qin Huai was getting intrigued.

A monthly plan implies volume sales, and selling breakfast is definitely about volume profits.

Huang Xi smiled slightly: "I thought of what you mentioned last night too, and I have the same thoughts as you, monthly packages don't suit our restaurant."

"So I came up with a new solution."

"Meal Coupons."

"Various meal coupons, multiple tiers, mix and match sales, with discounts for monthly/quarterly/annual/half-year purchases."

"Here's my report, it might be a bit rough as it was hastily prepared, please excuse it. If you think this solution works, I will discuss it with Sister Rong in the next couple of days and aim to launch the new promotion within three days."

"If possible, you might want to contact Mr. Ouyang to print a batch of new flyers, adding home delivery/meal coupon activities, and most importantly include our store's WeChat QR code."

Qin Huai fell into silence as he looked at the stack of proposals that seemed at least 20 pages thick.

Upon another look, he was even a bit moved.

How touching, our store actually has talents capable of writing a proposal!

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