That night, after Fang Yan put Xiao Yuzai to sleep, she first took out paper and pen and listed out the price list she had promised Wei Jiahong.
Initially, she planned to make four flavors: original, sweet and spicy, tomato, and mildly spicy and savory.
After carefully calculating the costs, and adding appropriate amounts for labor, utilities, etc., Fang Yan finally set the selling price.
Fang Yan was definitely going to make a profit on the labor cost of the quote she gave Wei Jiahong.
"Tsk, these are clearly high-quality, clean, and hygienic products, but selling them in bulk like this makes it feel like they're selling street vendor goods."
After writing down the price list, Fang Yanwei frowned slightly, looking at the prices on the paper, and murmured softly, "Should I consider starting a brand?"
Later, when her food brand became a household name across the country, and her chain snack shops spread throughout the nation, little did anyone know that this impressive brand actually originated from a quiet and ordinary night, from a disdainful look on Fang Yan's face...
There's no rush to build a brand.
Fang Yan took this matter to heart and would think about the brand name whenever she had free time.
The day before, she had successfully won over the entire police station, young and old, with her pork jerky, beef jerky, braised beef and pork hock.
The next day, the line in front of Fang Yan's braised food stall grew considerably longer.
The person in front of the line whispered to their companion behind them, "Look, look, thank goodness I dragged you out early, otherwise it would have been too late by the time you finished touching your breasts."
At this moment, Mr. Wei, who came to get the price list on behalf of Wei Jiahong, also called over several of his old friends.
Looking at the endless queue, the five old men realized just how lucky they were to know Fang Yan!
They can often get all sorts of delicious food that they've never tried before, and they never have to squeeze and fight with others to buy braised food.
"I remember my family still has a few cloth coupons. I'll have to ask Xiao Fang later to see if she needs them."
Grandpa Wei made a quick decision: from now on, he would treat Fang Yan like a great-aunt.
His old friends, instantly understanding his intentions, immediately chimed in, "I think we have an industrial permit at home? I wonder if Xiao Fang needs it?"
"My home..."
...
Fang Yan, who was busy with her work, had no idea that she had quietly become the beloved aunt of the food-loving old man.
For foodies, nothing is more important than maintaining a good relationship with the creators of delicious food.
Fang Yan hadn't expected so many more customers to appear today.
Although she has many fans, the experience she has gained from running a stall over this period of time has allowed her to roughly estimate how much braised food she should prepare each day to make enough to sell.
But it's obvious that the braised food prepared yesterday won't be enough to sell today.
"Hello, Grandpa and Grandma, Uncle and Aunt, Uncle and Aunt."
And then... I'm sorry, my mom said we didn't prepare enough braised food to sell today. If you'd like to eat it again tomorrow, please come early and line up.
When Fang Yan realized at a glance that there wouldn't be enough braised food to sell today, she immediately grabbed Xiao Yuzai and taught him how to say it, word by word.
Then tell him to go and tell the people behind him in line, so that they don't waste their time queuing for a long time and end up not getting what they wanted.
Nourished by the spring water and carefully cared for by Fang Yan, he has transformed from a thin, withered little bean sprout that looked like it was about to die into a chubby, adorable little boy.
With delicate, pretty features and an adorable demeanor, her sweet little voice was incredibly endearing. "Uncle, I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting. Here's a little cookie for you, please don't be angry, okay?"
Other fans, both new and old, felt disappointed when they heard that there wasn't enough stock, but they could understand, after all, who doesn't love making money?
Especially when Grandma said in her soft, sweet voice, "My mom said sorry, and then I said sorry too," everyone laughed. No one was annoyed that they had waited so long but hadn't bought anything.
Only one young man with a bad temper became unhappy upon hearing that the braised food was gone, exclaiming, "What! Not enough to sell?"
Looking at his angry face, Little Fish thought for a moment, took out the "rations" he usually saved from his pocket, handed them to the man, and said cutely, "Uncle, this is what my mom made, it's so delicious, Qibei has been wanting to eat it, but I haven't been able to give it any."
Hmm, the little guy is really clever. He knows to make comparisons like this so that the man will think that he wouldn't give this to just anyone (or a dog).
The man was initially a little unhappy, but after Xiaoyuzi said that, his unhappiness immediately dissipated. "Uncle isn't unhappy. You can eat the biscuit yourself."
"It's really delicious! You'll regret it if you don't try it."
In Xiaoyuzai's mind, if the uncle ate his cookies, it meant that he wouldn't be angry anymore.
The little one was worried that if the man got angry, he would argue with his mother.
So she desperately tries to promote it to men.
"Your mom's braised dishes are so delicious, I'm sure her cookies are delicious too."
How could a grown man like him eat a child's snacks?
What's more, at this moment, countless eyes are watching him intently, as if they would condemn him and drown him in their spittle if he dared to eat Little Fish's cookies.
"Uncle, could I do you a favor?"
The man didn't give Xiaoyu a chance to speak again, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle came here with a mission today. If I don't complete the mission, I might get criticized when I get back. Could you talk to your mother and ask her to leave half a jin for me?"
"What is Uncle's mission?" Little Fish asked, bewildered.
"I have to buy the braised food your mom makes today."
The man had barely finished speaking when fans who knew the inside story of Fang Yan being framed last time immediately cast wary glances at him. "Why did you insist on buying Xiao Fang's braised food today?"
Can't I buy it tomorrow?
“Yes!” someone else stepped forward and shouted at the man, “Aren’t you an accomplice of that group from last time? Trying to frame Xiao Fang again?”
"Let me tell you, if you dare to frame Xiao Fang again, we'll beat you to death! Why do you have to do this to a woman who's raising a child all by herself? Do you even have a heart?!"
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