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As the night market was being set up, Shi Tian felt increasingly familiar with this location after three days of selling. He was ready to step back from the stall and become a capitalist instead.
There had been other vendors selling squid at the night market, and they had tried to learn Shi Tian's techniques both openly and secretly, but their efforts yielded little success. In contrast, Shi Tian's business was thriving as he took over their spots.
While they were attempting to learn from him, Shi Tian was also sizing them up. After all, how could he become a capitalist without someone to exploit?
"Squid Brother, how about we grab a drink tonight?" he suggested, eyeing a reliable spot. He preferred not to deal with anyone too foolish; they wouldn't yield any profit.
"Sure! You pick the place, and I'll treat!" Shi Tian invited, and Squid Brother eagerly accepted.
He had been eyeing Shi Tian's skills for days. Recently, he had been wrapping up his stall early just to buy a few skewers of squid from Shi Tian, hoping to catch a glimpse of how he cooked them.
With someone treating him, Shi Tian was more than happy to oblige. Now that Li Ziyu was in control of the finances, it would be challenging to squeeze any money out of her for drinks.
Once the stall was packed up, they pushed the cart to the entrance of the Fishing Tackle Shop and ducked into a small restaurant. Li Ziyu was merely there to enjoy a free meal.
"Squid Brother, are you looking to make big money?" Shi Tian jumped straight into the topic after downing a drink.
Squid Brother was treating him to drinks mainly for the recipe. Since he had no pocket money left, he wouldn't be generous with sharing his secrets.
"Of course! But I haven't studied much; I can only fry squid. I'm just scraping by; I don't have what it takes to make big bucks!" Squid Brother replied, feeling skeptical about his chances of landing a lucrative opportunity.
"Knowing how to fry squid is enough! If you do it right, you can still make good money!" Shi Tian countered with a smirk. "I'll provide the technique; you provide the labor. As long as you follow my lead, driving a BMW will definitely be within reach!"
Seeing that Shi Tian was serious about using squid as a business venture piqued Squid Brother's interest.
"Is it really that easy for an Iron Plate Squid vendor to drive a BMW? Wouldn't that be exhausting?"
"Tell me more! I may not have connections or resources, but I've got strength. If it's feasible, I'm in!"
Shi Tian smiled slightly and continued persuading him: "One person frying squid can't make much money, but what if we had ten or even a hundred? A set of equipment costs only a few hundred. If we get ten sets and hire college students for part-time work from six to ten every night—four hours—how much do you think one stall could earn in a day?"
After deducting costs and splitting profits four ways, if we could give college students four thousand in profit for just a few hours of work at four hundred per night—do you think they'd be willing to do it?
"I'll supply the sauce; you handle training. We can start with two or three stalls at each night market. Let's begin in Suzhou and gradually expand around Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai. Before long, we could be making enough in a day to buy a BMW!"
"That's capitalism for you! Economies of scale matter here. If we let college students invest even a little bit, they won't want to work."
"But if it's about trading their labor for cash—that's different! Four hundred in cash per night is enticing; training them for just one day before they start working will definitely attract people. Who knows? We might even have many eager applicants."
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