Cheng Hui took the accountant from the original cannery and followed the truck to the department store.
Of course, the unloading is done by people in the department store.
Rows of roast ducks hanging on poles were carried all the way from the door to the second floor, spreading their fragrance all over the floor.
The color of burnt butter and the fragrant smell, no one can stand it!
Almost all the customers who saw it followed him to the second floor!
The salesperson who couldn't leave became anxious. When he saw Cheng Hui, he asked: "Xiao Cheng, Xiao Cheng, didn't you say you would leave it at half the price for us?"
Cheng Hui immediately made a "hush" gesture and whispered: "I made more than 1,800 of them. Our department store employees can't eat them, right? So I sold some at the original price. Don't worry, ours should be half price or half price." "
This way everyone feels at ease.
The man immediately said: "I want 4!"
Originally, he only planned to buy one to try, or two, but he didn't know it until he saw it, and he couldn't help it. It was produced by Xiaocheng, and it was really a good product!
There is nothing that is not delicious!
"You are so cowardly." The salesperson next to him squeezed over: "I want 10 of them! I will bring them to my relatives and neighbors."
The department store sells it for 8 yuan, and he buys it for 4 yuan. Then he will make it cheaper for them, just 7 yuan each! Others have to thank him!
"Actually, I want 20 of them..." the man said, fearing that he wouldn't be able to sell them and would lose them.
"Can we order it at half price like a cake and then pick it up at any time?" the man said a little embarrassed.
"I'm afraid this won't work." Cheng Hui said: "There are very few live ducks now. I have been looking for connections to kill the ducks in the egg-laying duck factory. It's hard to say whether I can find ducks in the future, so I don't dare to make a reservation. mouth.
"But who asked me to kiss the people in our department store? I can only guarantee that of the 1,800 ducks today, the people in our department store will order as many as they want, and we will sell the rest." She whispered.
The man was immediately satisfied. If the time was one day, he would have time to operate and could make a few more moves.
"Then I'll order 10 first!" the man said.
"Go to the office and get it," Cheng Hui said.
The 1,800 ducks walked through two aisles. Some went to the side of the majestic cake on the second floor, and some were carried directly upstairs to the office.
This saves the two types of customers from fighting.
Cheng Hui's message was conveyed, and the business in the department store was immediately no longer possible~
Most of the salespeople went to the third floor to buy roast duck.
It’s fine if you buy your own food, but those who want to “distribute” it have to send it out immediately and try to distribute it several times!
Fortunately, most of the customers are now concentrated on the second floor, either buying cakes or roast duck. A salesperson below is taking care of several counters and can barely make ends meet.
Cui Degui hasn't discovered this yet. He is watching Cheng Hui fool around at the sales point on the second floor.
Still using the old method, Cheng Hui made a sample.
Click, click, chop two roast ducks, put them on several small plates, and let people carry them one by one to the people in line to try.
As long as you have eaten it, there is nothing you don’t want to buy.
Especially the people who come here to buy cakes, there are not many who are short of money. A big roast duck costs 8 yuan, which is much more delicious than 8 dry cakes.
Many people bought the roast duck when they bought cakes, saving them a second queue.
Cui Degui split a duck leg, took a few bites, frowned, and was about to speak.
Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted: "Liar! This is not Peking duck!"
The crowd suddenly became slightly commotion.
Cui Degui's heart suddenly rose, and the thing he was most worried about happened.
He just tasted something wrong with this roast duck. It was almost eight thousand miles away from the authentic Beijing roast duck.
He suddenly looked at Cheng Hui nervously, and then found Cheng Hui smiling.
"Come on, come on, comrade, come and talk." Cheng Hui waved to the man who was calling.
The man is tall and thin, in his 30s, wears glasses, carries a briefcase, has a mean look, and looks like a dean.
When he saw Cheng Hui calling him, he was stunned for a moment, raised his head and straightened his chest, walked over with an "I'm not afraid of you" look, and stood in front of the counter.
"You said this is not Peking duck, what evidence do you have?" Cheng Hui asked.
The man was stunned and snorted: "I have eaten authentic Peking duck! It doesn't taste like this at all! And their roast duck needs to be eaten with cucumbers wrapped in pancakes and dipped in sauce, but you don't have that at all!"
He turned around and waved to the crowd: "Everyone who has been to the capital knows this! If you don't believe me, you can go out and ask around!"
Cheng Hui smiled and said: "Because our food factory doesn't have extra flour, we can't make cookies. It's winter and there are no cucumbers. I can't help it if I want to."
Everyone suddenly laughed: "That's right, where can I get cucumbers in this winter? They must be more expensive than meat."
"I don't want any cookies! Do I have to ask for food stamps if I want cookies? I don't have any food stamps!"
"Yes, yes, I don't want pancakes either! Just roast duck. Do I need a meat ticket for this roast duck?"
"No." Cheng Hui said loudly.
Everyone cheered immediately.
"Comrade, do you want to buy it? If not, get up quickly. Don't waste our time. I have to go to work after buying it!"
"That's right, don't buy it."
I don’t know who shouted: “I’ve had Peking duck, and it tastes like this! Stop looking for trouble here!”
"You!" The man was furious and immediately looked at the speaker.
But he was suddenly pushed away by the people behind him.
The crowd pushed him one by one and pushed him behind the crowd.
They don’t know what Peking duck tastes like, but they just know that this taste is pretty good! They're going to eat this!
Don't let them eat, and anyone who delays their eating should get out!
As soon as a crisis emerged, it was resolved by the masses themselves. After all, it is too difficult to buy free meat now, and it is so delicious!
Cheng Hui returned to the crowd with a smile. Seeing that the tasting items were gone, she continued to let people chop two of them, which was very generous.
But what do people who have eaten it think of the name of this roast duck? Even if it’s called Nanjing Roast Duck, they’ll buy it!
"Have you expected this to happen?" Cui Degui asked in a low voice.
"No." Cheng Hui shook his head: "I really didn't expect anyone to find trouble on the spot. But it doesn't matter."
Regardless of whether she is looking for it on the spot or behind the scenes, today’s customers have not yet reached the stage of pursuing “authentic products”, so she will win.
Soon, in less than an hour, all 1,800 roast ducks were sold out.
Mainly because they were hugged by people from the department store. Each person ordered at least four or five. If there were more than ten, there would be nothing left in the front.
The customer was immediately dissatisfied and clamored for more.
Cheng Hui said: "Tomorrow, about 2,000 more will arrive tomorrow. Everyone is first come, first served."
Cui Degui was even more anxious than the customer and whispered: "Didn't you say you killed 10,000 animals yesterday? Will you continue to kill them today? The New Year is coming soon. Don't hide good things. Sell them quickly. You won't be able to sell them after the New Year. Moved."
He is actually afraid of being upstaged by Qiulin Mall and other department stores~
Let him sell it, and others will follow him and eat the shit!
Cheng Hui smiled and said: "If you don't sell it to them, I will keep the rest as a benefit for a few cousins."
Selling to cousins not only makes money, but also earns favors.
Cui Degui was speechless.
Cheng Hui is also going back to the food factory to continue making roast duck, and now she has to adjust the marinade herself.
At the top of the stairs, she was intercepted by the man. Jiang Quan moved faster than him and was suddenly inserted between the two of them, glaring at the man.
If he dared to move again, he would kick him down the stairs!
The man frowned and looked at Cheng Hui: "What you sell is not Peking duck!"
Cheng Hui looked around, but there was no one there.
She whispered: "Who says it's not the case? My nickname is Beijing, and I roast the roast duck, Peking duck."
man......
"Hahahaha." Cheng Hui laughed and left.
