Su Qingluan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Of course it counts."
The shopkeeper looked Su Qingluan up and down for a moment and said curiously: "You see, the young lady is not very young. How can she come out to work on her own at such a young age? It's rare."
Su Qingluan praised him repeatedly, and then asked: "You haven't asked the old gentleman what your last name is?"
"My surname is Xu, and my double name is Ke Kuan."
"It turns out to be Mr. Xu."
"I can't afford to be called 'Sir'," Xu Kekuan smiled and waved his hand, "Young lady, just call me Shopkeeper Xu."
After saying that, Xu Kekuan turned around and called the waiter inside to look at the store. He wanted to go out.
"Little lady, please lead the way."
"This junior's surname is Su, and his double name is Qingluan." Su Qingluan also bent slightly and made a "please" gesture as he spoke, "Mr. Xu, please come here."
Due to Dong Ji's malicious price reduction of burritos, the Su family's "Juan Baicai" was obviously affected.
Originally, Su Qingluan and her father and mother were busy all the time, so they could barely meet the passenger demand.
However, this year, even if only Su Guangfu and his wife were alone, they felt very free - because many customers went to the Dongji Burrito side for the benefits.
Even if they knew that this was a malicious attempt to lower the price, and that the burrito was definitely more than three cents in price, so what?
Ready-made benefits, don’t waste it.
When Mrs. Yang looked up, she saw her eldest daughter walking over slowly. She hurriedly greeted her and said anxiously, "Look, Da Ya! The customers are all buying cheaper burritos. Are we really not going to lower the price?"
Su Qingluan patted Mr. Yang comfortingly and said softly: "Don't worry, Mom, leave it to your daughter."
Yang was stunned and couldn't help but sigh: her eldest daughter was only thirteen, but for some reason, seeing her calm smile, Yang felt calm down.
He was actually comforted by his own daughter.
"My mother-in-law is so useless." Yang smiled bitterly.
Su Qingluan was surprised: "How could Aniang say that suddenly?"
"It's nothing..." Yang touched the top of Su Qingluan's hair, "I just feel like my eldest daughter has grown up."
"Oh...? Is this the 'Juan Baicai'? The name is a blessing." Suddenly, a slightly older voice interrupted Yang's melancholy.
She raised her head and found that behind her daughter was an energetic old man wearing dark moiré clothes and a smile on his face.
"My guest, are you also here to try this 'Roll of Hundreds of Wealth'?" Yang greeted quickly, "Would you like to try one roll? One portion costs eight cents, and two portions cost fifteen cents."
"And each person is limited to purchasing two servings per day, with a total limit of 200 servings per day, first come, first served." Su Qingluan interjected.
Hearing Su Qingluan's words, Su Guangfu and Yang, and even the thin monkey and Aunt Yang next to them turned to look at her.
Especially Yang and Su Guangfu were even more surprised.
"Purchase limit? Limited quantity?" Su Guangfu frowned.
"When did it happen? Your father and I didn't know about it?" Yang was also confused.
Su Qingluan blinked: "Starting from this moment today."
He said hello: "Brother Shouhou'er, please, please and my father put this piece of paper behind the banner of 'Rolling Hundreds of Wealths' to make it smoother."
The thin monkey also couldn't read a basketful of Chinese characters. While helping Su Guangfu put up the particularly bright red paper with gold sprinkled on it, he curiously poked his head around and asked, "Girl of the Su family, what is written on it?"
"Listen to me later, Brother Shouhou'er will naturally know," Su Qingluan smiled and let it go, then turned around and asked Xu Kekuan, who had already eaten a portion of the 'Book of Fortune', "How do you do, Mr. Xu? This is rare. It’s an opportunity of ‘first come first get the moon near the water and the tower’.”
Xu Kekuan stroked his goatee, seemingly deep in thought, but his mouth slowly moved. Then he frowned slightly and said, "I'll have another one." Then he handed over another eight cents.
"The second portion is seven." Su Guangfu returned the money very honestly. Yang made another burrito for Xu Kekuan and turned to ask Su Qingluan:
"Girl, what kind of riddle are you talking to this old man? Why can't you understand me?"
Su Qingluan brought the gong he had just borrowed from another vendor, and while banging it, he opened his voice and shouted:
"If you're passing by, don't miss it! There are big prizes in the 'Roll of Money'! Do you want to eat the burrito without spending a penny and still get all the money for free? Come and challenge!"
"As long as you win the challenge, it doesn't cost seven or eight cents, or three or five cents, and you can enjoy the free burrito!"
"The daily quota is limited, and the opportunities are limited! You only have one opportunity, first come, first served!"
"Will you be the lucky one? Come and try it!"
In this way, Su Qingluan shouted back and forth many times. This "winning style" shouting method has a very good eye-catching ability even in the modern era where the amount of information is exploding, not to mention this kind of simple and relatively simple folk customs. A small town located in a remote area.
For the people here, Su Qingluan's marketing method can basically be regarded as a "fun to watch" level.
Therefore, for the purpose of "watching the excitement" and "asking for the first prize", many people gathered in front of the Su family's "Juan Baicai" stall.
"What exactly is the so-called 'challenge'?" someone asked curiously.
Su Qingluan raised her voice and said: "My family's 'Juan Bai Cai' has put a lot of effort into seasoning, and the shop is somewhat confident about it, so..."
She looked around, fully arousing the curiosity of the onlookers, and then continued, "If someone can completely guess what kind of ingredients are used for seasoning, it will be considered a winner."
"In order to ensure that everyone has a chance," Su Qingluan pointed to the supplementary terms under the gold-sprinkled paper, "From today on, the shop will limit the number of copies of 'Juan Baicai' to 200 copies per day, and each person has a maximum daily purchase limit. Two servings.”
"Hmph, it takes so many twists and turns to eat a burrito, but Dong Ji's burrito is much more expensive than you!" Someone complained at the bottom.
Su Qingluan followed the sound and found that it was a young man with a roe-headed head and a sallow complexion, about twenty years old.
Because there was a mole as big as a fingernail on the right side of his chin, Su Qingluan immediately recognized him: this man was one of the guys from Dongji Burrito!
Do you still want to play a public opinion war with her?
Su Qingluan sneered in her heart: Your level is all that is left of modern business warfare.
But on her face, she smiled calmly:
"Brother from Dong Ji, our 'Juan Bai Cai' sells a penny or two more than other stores, but the taste is guaranteed to be the best. If you just want 'affordable', isn't it better to bring some food from home?" Is it true?"
"What's more, if you just want to be full and not taste, there are so many that can be eaten for only two or three cents, so why choose the 'wandering' burrito?"
Seeing that Su Qingluan was not frightened by his words, the guy rolled his eyes and shouted:
"You made this burrito at home, but you don't have the final say on the seasoning? Even if someone can guess it, we won't be able to know if you secretly changed the recipe behind your back!"
After hearing this, the people watching around also echoed:
"Yeah yeah!"
"What if you cheat?"
"We won't know either!"
"Right?" The guy smiled arrogantly, "I think it's just a trick to fool people!"
Seeing the chaos around her, Su Qingluan knocked the gong twice to calm people down and then said: "I have a way -"
