After finishing her work at 3:30 pm, Auntie Gu took the spicy strips to promote the products to Gu Yingying.

After a morning of listening to Auntie’s words and tasting the spicy strips in person, the flavor of the spicy strips has become quite famous among the shopkeepers.

At noon, the next day.

Taohong, who was supposed to go back to cook right away, came to the tea room door for the first time to find her to go down together.

The two walked hand in hand on the road, "Taohong, why did you ask me to go down with you?"

Taohong paused and said:

"Yingying, Zhang Guanyi ate some spicy noodles and asked me to bring them to her tomorrow. Do you have any left?"

Zhang Guanyin is the manager of the knitting room. When Yingying and Taohong worked together in the knitting room, Zhang Guanyin saw that she was well-behaved and obedient, so he took good care of her.

Yingying immediately reached into her sleeve and took out three packets of chili peppers.

"Take it to Manager Zhang this afternoon. If I start selling it, I won't be able to give it away for free. You need to tell her about it."

"Okay, when you make spicy noodles again, let me know and I'll help you."

On the stone table in the courtyard of the house, there was a bowl of spicy noodles. Dajun held Water Margin in his left hand and spicy noodles in his right hand.

Yingying saw this scene as soon as she entered the room, "Brother, aren't you going to eat lunch?"

Dajun chewed his mouthful of spicy noodles, "Mmm... this... is so delicious... I can't stop eating it."

Yingying sat down at the stone table and picked up the bowl. Dajun was about to reach for the spicy strips, but found nothing.

His face quickly fell, and he said to Yingying distressedly, "Your serious injury hasn't healed yet. Don't eat too much spicy food. It's bad for your health. Eat something nutritious."

After hearing this, Dajun knew that it was for his own good, so he had to give up.

"Bang~bang~bang~"

Yingying went to open the door, and it was a fat woman of medium build.

When the woman saw a little girl opening the door, an expression on her face looked like she had found the right person.

"Are you Yingying?"

When asked her name, Yingying replied in surprise: "It's me."

The woman smiled and said, "I heard from Auntie that you sell spicy noodles here, right?"

Yingying was shocked. Hadn't they just started promoting the product? She hadn't even decided on a price yet.

Seeing the surprise on Yingying's face, the woman said, "I'm the housekeeper of the flower and grass house. This morning, Auntie gave me a bag of spicy noodles. I ate two and they were delicious. I'll bring them back for my two grandchildren later. They love them. They're making a fuss right now, so I came here to find them."

Yingying's face lit up, and she said politely, "Yes, yes, but it's made with precious spices like cinnamon powder, so it's a bit expensive."

Guan Yu smiled and said, "I only have two precious grandchildren. Isn't it for them that we make money?"

Yingying pondered for a moment, "That's two cents a pack, how many packs do you want?"

Despite the smile on his face, he took out his purse and started to take out money, "Give me five bags first."

"Okay, you wait." Yingying turned and walked inside, taking out five bags of spicy strips from the storage space.

He turned around to open the door, and five bags of spicy strips were in his hands.

Hand over the money with one hand and get the spicy strips with the other, and you will get one or two taels of silver.

Seeing the smiling Guan Xi leave, Guan Yingying turned over and closed the door.

Dajun, who was in the courtyard, saw Yingying taking so long to open the door and asked curiously, "Yingzi, who is it here in the middle of the day?"

Yingying shook the silver in her hand and said with a smile: "Someone came to buy spicy strips~"

Dajun was delighted, seeing that the money was quite a lot, "Yingzi, how much do you sell it for per bag?"

"Two cents."

As soon as Yingying finished speaking, Dajun jumped up from the stool.

"I saw the recipe you read the other day. Apart from the expensive seasoning, the rest of the ingredients are ordinary. If you sell it for two cents, no one will come to you to settle the bill and accuse you of cheating them."

"How could that be? I'm doing legitimate business. It's a one-sided deal, and the payment is in full." Yingying said with a serious expression.

She quickly ran to the kitchen to tell her mother the good news, "Mom, someone just came to buy spicy noodles."

The waitress who was serving the food was surprised, "I made it yesterday, and someone is buying it today?"

When the fireman heard this, he just looked normal and said, "Those spicy noodles are delicious. It's normal that some people buy them."

Yingying placed a tael of silver next to her mother and said, "Here, this is the tael of silver I just earned."

"One or two taels?!" The father-in-law and mother-in-law shouted in surprise.

The spatula in the grandmother's hand fell into the pot.

The father-in-law even dropped his pipe from his mouth.

The father hurriedly asked, "Yingzi, how much are you selling it for?"

Yingying replied smugly, "Two cents a pack."

The mother-in-law frowned, and the wrinkles on her forehead deepened. "Yingying, these spicy strips are so expensive, not many people will buy them, right?"

Father-in-law: "How can this spicy strip be sold for so much money?"

It's no wonder they reacted like this, after all, the monthly salary for menial servants was generally around 3 sen.

奍,夌英英's target is not to be a menial servant.

“Don’t worry too much. I’m selling it at this price. Those who accept it will buy it, and those who think it’s too expensive won’t buy it.

Dad, Mom, save this money first. I still have more than 20 bags. After I sell them all, I will go buy some seasonings and we can make more this time."

The mother nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, let your father help too."

The family had a very happy lunch today.

I wonder if the other managers will ask her to buy spicy noodles in the afternoon.