Chapter 167 Finding Trouble

Cheng Hui took the former accountant from the cannery and followed the truck to the department store.

Of course the unloading is done by the people from the department store.

Rows of roast ducks hung on poles were carried all the way from the door to the second floor, and the aroma spread all over the floor.

The buttery color and fragrant smell are so delicious that no one can resist it!

Almost all the customers who saw him followed him up to the second floor!

The salesperson who couldn't leave was anxious. When he saw Cheng Hui, he asked, "Xiao Cheng, Xiao Cheng, didn't you say you reserved it for us at half price?"

Cheng Hui immediately made a "hush" gesture and whispered, "I made more than 1,800 of them. The employees of our department store can't eat them all, right? So I'll sell some of them at the original price. Don't worry, our half-price ones will still be half-price."

This way everyone feels at ease.

The man immediately said, "I want four!"

Originally he only planned to buy one or two to try, but he couldn't help but buy one, and it turned out to be a masterpiece made by Xiao Cheng!

There is nothing that doesn’t taste good!

"You are so timid." The salesperson next to me squeezed over and said, "I want 10! I'm going to bring them to my relatives and neighbors."

The department store sells them for 8 yuan, and he buys them for 4 yuan. Then he will give them a discount, just 7 yuan each! Others have to thank him!

“Actually, I want 20…” the man said, but he was afraid that he would not be able to sell them all and they would be a waste of money.

“Can we pre-order it at half price like we do with cakes, and pick it up anytime?” the man asked a little embarrassedly.

"I'm afraid that won't work." Cheng Hui said, "There are very few live ducks now. I have used my connections to kill the ducks at the egg-laying duck farm. I don't know if I can find ducks in the future, so I dare not make an order.

"But who made me so close to the people in our department store? I can only guarantee that among the 1,800 ducks today, the people in our department store can order as many as they want, and we'll sell the rest," she whispered.

The man was immediately satisfied. If the time was one day, he would have time to operate and could do it a few more times.

"Then I'll order 10 first!" the man said.

"Go to the office and get it." Cheng Hui said.

1,800 ducks walked through two passages, some went to the second floor next to the Weifeng cake, and some were carried directly upstairs to the office.

This avoids fights between the two types of customers.

Cheng Hui's meaning was also conveyed, and the department store's business immediately went out of business~

Most of the salespeople went to the third floor to buy roast duck.

It’s fine if you buy food for yourself, but those that you want to “share” have to be given away immediately, and you should try to share them as many times as possible!

Fortunately, most of the customers are now concentrated on the second floor, either buying cakes or roast duck. One salesperson has to take care of several counters and the business is barely able to survive.

Cui Degui hadn't noticed this yet, as he was watching Cheng Hui fooling people at the sales point on the second floor.

Cheng Hui used the old method and made some samples for tasting.

Crunch, crunch, crunch, he chopped up two roast ducks, put them on several small plates, and had them brought to the people in the queue one by one for tasting.

There is nothing I don’t want to buy once I’ve tasted it.

Especially for those who come to buy cakes, few of them are short of money. A big roast duck for 8 yuan is much more delicious than 8 dry cakes.

Many people buy roast duck when they buy cake, which saves them the trouble of queuing twice.

Cui Degui got a duck leg, took a few bites, then frowned and was about to speak.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted, "Liar! This is not Peking duck!"

The crowd suddenly became slightly agitated.

Cui Degui's heart suddenly tightened, the thing he was most worried about happened.

He just tasted that the roast duck was not right. It was completely different from the authentic Beijing roast duck.

He looked at Cheng Hui nervously, and then found that Cheng Hui was smiling.

"Come on, comrade, come over and talk." Cheng Hui waved to the man who was shouting.

The man was tall and thin, in his 30s, wearing glasses, carrying a briefcase, with a mean look on his face, and looked like a dean of studies.

When he saw Cheng Hui calling him, he was stunned for a moment, then he raised his head and chest, walked over with an expression as if he was not afraid of her, 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've eaten authentic Beijing roast duck! It doesn't taste like this at all! And their roast duck needs to be eaten with a small pancake and cucumber dipped in sauce. You don't have that at all!"

He turned around and waved at the crowd: "Everyone who has been to the capital knows it! 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 didn't make the pancakes. Now it's winter and there are no cucumbers, so I can't make them even if I want to."

Everyone laughed at once: "Exactly, where can we get cucumbers in the winter? They must be more expensive than meat."

"I don't want any cookies! Do I need food stamps to buy cookies? I don't have any food stamps!"

"Yes, yes, yes. I don't want the pancakes either! I just want the roast duck. Does this roast duck require a meat ticket?"

"No." Cheng Hui said loudly.

Everyone cheered immediately.

"Comrade, are you going to buy it or not? If not, hurry up and don't waste our time. I have to go to work after I finish shopping!"

"That's right, don't buy it."

Someone shouted, "I've had Peking duck before, and it tastes just like this! Stop picking on me!"

"You!" The man was furious and immediately looked at the person who spoke.

But he was immediately pushed away by someone behind him.

The crowd pushed him one by one and finally pushed him behind the crowd.

They don’t know what Peking duck tastes like, they just know that it tastes good! They're going to eat this!

Don’t let them eat. Anyone who delays them from eating should get out!

As soon as a crisis showed signs of emerging, it was resolved by the people themselves. After all, it is very difficult to buy meat without a ticket now, and it is so delicious!

Cheng Hui smiled and returned to the crowd. Seeing that the samples were gone, she asked someone to chop two more, being very generous.

Anyone who has eaten it, what else would they call this roast duck? They will buy Nanjing roast duck even if it’s ordered!

"Have you expected this to happen?" Cui Degui asked in a low voice.

"No." Cheng Hui shook her head: "I really didn't expect someone would pick a fight on the spot. But it doesn't matter."

Whether she looks for it on the spot or behind the scenes, she wins because today’s customers are not yet in pursuit of “authentic products”.

Soon, in less than an hour, all 1,800 roast ducks were sold out.

Most of the items were bought by people in the department store. Each person ordered at least four or five, and some ordered more than ten. There were not many left in the front.

The customer was immediately dissatisfied and asked for more.

Cheng Hui said: "Tomorrow, there will be about 2,000 more arriving tomorrow, first come first served."

Cui Degui was even more anxious than the customer. He whispered, "Didn't you say you killed 10,000 yesterday? Will you continue to kill today? The New Year is coming soon. Don't hide the good stuff. Sell it quickly. It won't be easy to sell after the New Year."

He was actually afraid of being overshadowed by Qiulin Shopping Mall and other department stores.

He has sold everything, and the others have to follow him and suffer the consequences!

Cheng Hui smiled and said, "I won't sell it to them. I'll leave the rest as a benefit for my cousins."

Selling to cousins ​​not only makes money, but also earns favors.

Cui Degui was suddenly speechless.

Cheng Hui also has to go back to the food factory to continue making roast duck, and now she has to prepare the marinade herself.

At the stairs, she was stopped by the man. Jiang Quan was faster than him and suddenly inserted himself between the two of them, glaring at the man.

If he dared to move again, he would kick him down the stairs!

The man stiffened his neck 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 said it wasn't? My nickname is Beijing, and I roasted the duck, Beijing Roast Duck."

man......

"Hahahaha." Cheng Hui laughed and walked away.