The Su family were originally farmers, and even the work they did was done by private servants, so they didn't understand the twists and turns among the vendors in Lefeng Town.
But when she saw Shouhou'er's words coming out, a look of nervousness and anxiety appeared on Aunt Yang's face, she understood that there might be something fishy in this matter.
Su Qingluan turned around and said, "Dad, you and Aniang will look at the stall first, and I'll follow Brother Shouhou'er to see what's going on."
Su Guangfu and Yang were also confused and just nodded and told her to be careful.
Su Qingluan had already been reminded by Shouhouer on the road of the shady deeds "Dong Ji Burrito" did in private, but when she saw three signboard banners with the words "Dong Ji Juan Wancai" When it was fluttering in the wind, I was still happy.
She clearly remembered that there was no damn burrito stand at this location, which was only twenty or thirty steps away yesterday!
Dong Maozhao urged his two waiters to greet the guests: "'Dong Jijuan Wancai', it's delicious and more affordable. It doesn't cost seven or eight cents, nor five cents. It only costs three cents. One serving only costs three cents!"
"Can other burrito stall owners tolerate being bullied by Dong?" Su Qingluan asked through gritted teeth.
She could tell with a cold look that this burrito was definitely worth more than three cents.
However, she also understood that Dong Ji's purpose was not to focus on "affordable" products with small profits but quick turnover, but to maliciously lower prices, so the Su's stalls, which were selling the same type of food and were very close to each other, would definitely be affected.
The thin monkey had a sad face:
"You can't afford to offend him! This guy surnamed Dong has a habit of being naughty. He never got into fights and caused trouble. He just hindered his family's business. He is going to use this low-price method to bring down other companies."
"The government doesn't care?"
"The county magistrate is quite clear-minded, but the merchants in the market won't care unless they ask for high prices."
"What's more," Skinny Monkey pointed at the burrito stall, "you don't have much money for this kind of ordinary food, so it's understandable to sell it at a lower price."
To put it bluntly, although Dong Ji is just a small businessman, he doesn't have much support behind him, so he doesn't dare to cause too much trouble.
But he was slick and cunning, and happened to take advantage of the loopholes in the rules to maliciously lower prices to suppress similar vendors whose business exceeded his own.
This kind of mobile vendors are all doing small businesses. As long as they have some money, they can rent a fixed shop. Who would eat and sleep in the open every day?
And Dong Mao heard that he had made a fortune in his early years, and with his wealth, he had the capital to drive away the vendors.
These small vendors either closed their stalls in a hurry and changed their businesses, or they stayed away and moved their stalls far enough away so as not to compete with Dong Ji Burrito.
Su Qingluan came back and told his parents the whole story. Su Guangfu's cheeks twitched slightly in anger: "How can this be done? How can this be done?!"
He has an honest and dull temper. He just lowers his head to work on weekdays. Even if his face is livid with anger, he will just say this sentence back and forth, and he will not even curse.
Ms. Yang cursed a few words like "killed by a thousand knives" and "struck by lightning", but in the end she was just a peasant woman. She was neat and tidy when it came to housework, but she was not good at dealing with these shady vendors. compete.
"Then... we can't do this business?" Yang's voice was trembling.
These days, after excluding costs, the Su family has made an income of sixty-seven taels of silver, which is almost equivalent to the previous income of Su Guangfu and Yang from work in the past two years.
Originally, Mrs. Yang hoped that the business would continue so that she could save a dowry for Da Ya and San Ya, Shu Xiu for Er Zhuang to go to school, and Ben for his future wife...
Thinking that all this was going to go to waste, Yang couldn't help but blush at the corners of her eyes.
However, Su Guangfu saw Yang's grievance and advised her: "We have also made a fortune during this period. Although it ends here, it is not without a surplus, right?"
"Who said it's time to stop here?" Suddenly, Su Qingluan's voice sounded.
Su Guangfu and his wife looked at their eldest daughter and found that although she had an angry look on her face, she was not anxious or discouraged. Instead, her eyes were astonishingly bright.
Aunt Yang looked at Su Qingluan blankly: "Miss Su family, what are you...?"
"I want to see how long 'Dong Ji Burrito' can maliciously lower the price!"
When Shouhouer heard this, he trembled: "Girl from the Su family, are you also trying to lower the price?"
He looked back and forth at the clothes of the three members of the Su family: the patched and washed white clothes, the cloth shoes with badly worn edges, and the traces of hard work on the faces of Su Guangfu and Yang...
All this shows that the Su family does not seem to have any ability like Dong Mao.
"Things like lowering prices are harmful but not beneficial. When the time comes, everyone will suffer except Dong."
Seeing that everyone was confused, Su Qingluan knew that it was useless to explain, so he only said: "I believe that the burritos I made with my heart cannot be easily replaced."
Why were the previous stalls so easily overwhelmed?
To put it bluntly, there is no high threshold for making something like "burrito".
When the taste is similar, customers will naturally prefer the cheaper one.
But there is a big premise here - the taste is almost the same.
In Su Qingluan's era, not only were there a lot less seasonings than in modern times, but even the cooking methods and seasoning methods were relatively primitive.
This makes Su Qingluan invisibly stand on the shoulders of the giant "time" - cooking methods and seasoning methods that transcend the times can naturally stimulate the taste buds that have not been fully developed in this era.
What's more, Su Qingluan had been trained in cooking techniques that were very advanced even in her time in her previous life, so even if she is currently restricted by ingredients, cooking utensils, seasonings and other factors, just showing off her skills is enough to make people in this era Amazing people.
and……
"Although this burrito looks ordinary, every seasoning has its own secret..." Su Qingluan murmured to herself.
This is just like the seemingly ordinary "boiling water cabbage", naturally it will not taste the same as the real cabbage cooked in "boiling water".
"I'll come back as soon as I go." After saying this, Su Qingluan left.
"What is she going to do?" Aunt Yang was curious.
"A girl like me always has a plan, let her do it." Su Guangfu sighed and set up the stall step by step.
Mrs. Yang felt relieved when she saw that her husband was in good order.
Su Qingluan turned around and went to "Nong Mo Xuan" and asked the shopkeeper to cut a piece of festive red paper with gold sprinkles on it, and then asked: "Shopkeeper, can you write a few words for me?"
Su Qingluan thought that the shopkeepers who bought the Four Treasures of the Study usually knew how to read and write.
He straightened his blue-gray moire dark clothes, smoothed his long white beard, and asked with a smile: "What do you want to write, little lady?"
Su Qingluan followed her requirements one by one, and sure enough, the shopkeeper of "Nong Mo Xuan" wrote in regular script with a free and elegant hand, which was absolutely extraordinary.
Su Qingluan asked: "Shopkeeper, how much does it cost for the hyphenated paper?"
She knew that in this era, not many people could read, and even fewer could write well, so there was a fee for writing.
Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper clicked on the words on the gold-sprinkled paper: "I don't have to charge you, but does what you said on it count?"
