"Fifteen cents is a bit expensive, can you make it cheaper, little girl?"
Among the crowd, some people felt that things were expensive at this time and wanted to lower the price, but how could Su Wan lower the price at the drop of a hat?
This is the bottom line and you have to stick to it. Once you agree to it the first time, there will be a second time.
"Sister, this is not expensive. My snacks are more delicious than those on the market, and they are larger than them. It is very cost-effective. And look at the materials I use, which cost a lot. You have to let us earn a little bit, right?" wrong?"
When Su Wan mentioned that it was on the market, he didn't specify Liufangzhai, so he didn't offend anyone.
Those who have more money think the price is quite good, so they pay more quickly.
"Give me two copies first."
"I want one too!"
Everyone started to spend money. They all tasted it and thought it tasted good and was cost-effective before buying it.
Among them are some slaves who come out to buy from the landlord's family. Most of them work in the kitchen. When they see novel snacks on the market, they will buy two copies and give them to their masters to try, so as to get some tricks and rewards.
They buy several copies at a time. They have a rich master, so this is a generous move.
Everyone has the mentality of watching the excitement. Seeing so many people gathered here in Suwan, many people came to join in the fun. When they saw everyone buying, some people also followed suit, and they spent money inexplicably just watching the excitement. .
This is just like watching live broadcasts in modern times, money is spent just as you watch...
Su Wan guessed it accurately. The closer to the New Year's Eve, the more people going to the market on the street. This is nothing. After a while, there will be even more people.
They won't come every day. Anyway, there are four markets a month. This is the first one. They just come here every market day.
She was very busy here and asked Jiang Yu to be responsible for collecting the money. She must be clear about it and not make a loss-making transaction.
Jiang Yu has a clear mind and is very serious when collecting money. Only after counting the two amounts of money will he let you, Su Wan, give it to the customer.
But within an hour, the cakes they brought were almost sold out.
The next market is seven days later, and I don’t know what the situation of Third Brother and the others will be.
There are still about thirty copies left. There are not as many people as there were at the beginning, so let’s sell them slowly!
Jiang Yu met and was no longer busy, so he told Su Wan that he should leave for a while.
"Wan Wan, I'll excuse you for a moment." He didn't say the reason, knowing that Su Wan wouldn't ask any more questions.
Sure enough, Su Wan nodded and didn't ask anything.
"I'll be back soon, wait for me!"
Jiang Yu was still a little hesitant and left her here alone, fearing that she would get into trouble.
"Go ahead, I'm fine!"
Su Wan knew that he still had subordinates in Qinghe County, so he should have gone to report that he was safe. After all, he had disappeared for more than two months.
The people in Qinghe County are very simple and enthusiastic. There are good officials here, so the people here are simple and honest, and the public security is also very good. Because the people's lives are generally pretty good, there are not many people who do bad things. .
After Jiang Yu left, several waves of people came one after another, and all the remaining Shaqima were sold out, leaving no one left.
Su Wan just stayed there and waited for him. Maybe Jiang Yu would leave soon, and he couldn't stay in this small county forever.
I cut two more portions for trial use before, and sold the ninety packets of Shaqima for thirteen taels of silver and fifty yuan.
…
Su Chen went to the nearest village to Goat'ao, which was right next to Goat'o. This village was much larger than theirs and had more people. He walked for half an hour to get here.
On the road, many people looked at his unfamiliar face. He was tall and handsome.
From all over the country, there are always many families with girls of marriageable age. When you see such a son, you can't help but pay attention.
Su Chen was still a little embarrassed, so he found a place with many people and stopped.
He put the things there and took out the prepared Shaqima for tasting.
Everyone was looking at him, pointing, and whispering to each other, which made the community even more suffocating.
But thinking about what his master said and Wan Wan's expectations for him, he felt that he couldn't hold her back. He would be embarrassed to go back if the things couldn't be sold.
So he tried to shout:
"Um, sell... sell cakes!"
His voice was a little soft, and his face turned red when he said this.
He would have been even more embarrassed if some meddler hadn't jumped in to watch the fun.
"Young man, what are you talking about?"
The aunt asked him something. When she saw someone coming, Su Chen quickly answered while the iron was hot:
"Um, ma'am, I'm here to sell pastries!"
"What? What are you selling?"
The aunt put her ear closer and asked. Su Chen's voice just now was not too soft. There was no reason why she couldn't hear it.
He was lucky enough to meet a deaf lady as soon as he arrived.
So, he could only shout louder:
"Auntie, I'm buying pastries. They're delicious. Can you try them?"
He said seriously and handed over the sample. Now the aunt heard it and reached out to eat it.
At this time, other people gathered around and tried Shaqima together.
There are quite a few people chatting and gossiping here, and now that they don’t have to work in the fields, they gather around and gossip whenever they have nothing to do.
All of a sudden, both samples of Shaqima were finished, and everyone looked surprised.
This pastry is delicious, sweet and soft, and there are dried red dates and raisins in it!
Su Chen watched them eat everything, but no one asked about the price.
Just when he was in a hurry and didn't know what to say, someone asked:
"Young man, what's the name of your pastry? How do you sell it?"
Su Chen saw hope and quickly answered:
"My pastry is called Shaqima. It is made at home. It is very clean. It costs fifteen cents a piece. It is very cost-effective. It is the Chinese New Year. You can buy some for the elderly and children to eat, or you can take it to visit relatives. Everyone can Give it a try!”
He poured out the words that Su Wan taught him as if he were endorsing them. He spoke a little too fast, sweat broke out on his forehead, and his face was red from beginning to end.
Everyone laughed when they saw this young man, and some people joked:
"Hey, the young man from this village is so afraid of being ugly. Look, his face is red!"
"Auntie, I'm from Yang'ao." Su Chen answered honestly.
Everyone laughed, laughing at his honesty.
"It turns out it's from Goat'ao. It's close. Are you engaged? There are many hard-working and good-looking girls in our village. Do you want to meet each other?"
Faced with such a handsome young man, who seems to be in good health, the criteria for choosing a son-in-law in rural areas are that he can work, is good-looking, and is motivated.
Su Chen also runs a small business, which is of course exciting.
Su Chen was almost dying of embarrassment. Why did selling Shaqima involve getting engaged?
"Okay, okay, stop teasing other young people. If you like him, just go find out for yourself or find a matchmaker to tell him no?" An old man helped to relieve the siege, and Su Chen was granted amnesty.
