Chapter 118 How about selling something else?
"I'm here to return your bowl. I brought my own lunch box today. The soup is still free, right?"
Fan Qingyi sighed, took the bowl, and opened the earthenware pot of soup to show the man, "It's just out of the pot, so it's free."
"Okay, give me two small minced meat pancakes, two scallion pancakes, two large thousand-layer pancakes, and two servings of shredded potatoes. The shredded potatoes don't have to be put inside the pancakes. I'll take them home to eat."
The man handed his lunch box to Fan Qingyi.
Fan Qingyi's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took it and served him the soup first, then the pancakes, filled with shredded potatoes, and then the sesame egg.
The final calculation was 94 cents.
The man smiled and gave the money, then took the lunch box and the steamed buns and left.
Several families nearby were envious of Fan Qingyi and their eyes were red.
"Hey, this young wife is quite amazing, she has come back as a regular customer."
"...She's pretty, even if you don't buy anything, you'll still make a profit just by looking at her, haha..."
Fan Qingyi lowered her head and clenched her hands, and Liu Feifei's words echoed in her mind, "They have their mouths on them, so just let them eat shit."
Calming down, she raised her head and continued to shout and greet.
Then another person came, who originally wanted to buy sesame steamed buns from the couple across the street, but when he saw Fan Qingyi selling scallion pancakes, he ran to her and bought two. Fan Qingyi gave him the remaining half of the sesame egg that she had just given him.
The other party was very happy, "Sister, you are very good at business."
The eyes of the young wife across the street were almost popped out.
After finishing these two orders, Fan Qingyi didn't get any customers for the rest of the time.
However, at least she sold one yuan and twenty-four cents today, which was a little better than yesterday.
But from the next day, no customers came to Fan Qingyi anymore.
Whenever she spoke, the other stall owners would shout over her, so that the diners could not hear her voice.
Every time, a different stall owner's voice covered her.
It was like...
deliberately targeting her.
This situation lasted for three or four days, and Fan Qingyi didn't sell a single steamed bun.
Jiang Yanhong was furious when she found out.
"These people are going too far. It's obvious that they are working together to mess up your stall. You haven't sold anything and you're spending money every day. How can you afford it? No amount of money is enough to throw in!"
She rolled up her sleeves and glared at the merchants in frustration.
People are not afraid of her. If she glares at them, she will glare back and even say a few sarcastic words, "Some people, just because they are good-looking, want to attract customers with their faces. Tsk tsk, they are so shameless..."
"What a pity, their faces can't fill their stomachs, they deserve no business!"
"That's right..."
Jiang Yanhong spat and cursed back, "Some people are ugly in appearance, ugly in heart, and even dirtier in mind!"
"Hey, who are you scolding?"
"I'll scold whoever is angry, auntie, why are you angry?"
"Who is angry? We are all doing business, your words are a bit too harsh..."
"Hard words? Are your actions uglier than yours?"
Jiang Yanhong sneered, "You bully my sister-in-law, so what? You just want to make money. What's the reason?"
The man saw that Jiang Yanhong was not a good person, so he cursed a few words and stopped talking.
When most of the people around him left, Jiang Yanhong looked at Fan Qingyi with dark spots under his eyes and sighed.
[Sister-in-law hasn't slept well for a few days. Doing business is not easy, and she is shy and doesn't like to quarrel. She is really at a disadvantage. 】
"Sister-in-law, you are being targeted by their partners. They are deliberately trying to make trouble for you. They squeezed you out and then used the same method to squeeze out the next stall owner. They are old tricks..."
"But why did they target you first? You have only sold a few orders?"
Jiang Yanhong couldn't figure it out. Fan Qingyi didn't sell dozens of orders a day. It was understandable that they were jealous and used dirty tricks. She only sold two orders this day. It's not that big of a deal!
"Sister-in-law, think about it carefully. I don't know if I have offended anyone somewhere."
Fan Qingyi frowned and thought for a long time. He suddenly raised his head and glanced at the couple's stall selling baked cakes across the street.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Yanhong also looked over, not understanding what Fan Qingyi meant.
On the day when Fan Qingyi came, someone wanted to buy sesame steamed buns and was about to pay for them. But when he heard that she had scallion pancakes for sale, he decided not to buy them and came to her to buy scallion pancakes instead.
She only had these two orders in total, and the other order was from repeat customers who she solicited in front.
Repeat customers hadn't come in the past few days, so there was no other order except this one.
"Does that store sell steamed buns too? Are they selling more than you?" Jiang Yanhong asked.
Fan Qingyi nodded, "They sell sesame steamed buns, 1.3 cents each, and you can
get a free side dish." "1.3 cents! Free... Are they including the cost of the side dishes in the steamed buns?" Jiang Yanhong frowned.
[Sister-in-law is probably being targeted by this couple, and they have encouraged others to jointly exclude her. What should I do? ]
[Although these people's methods are not decent, they are effective. If this continues, sister-in-law will not be able to sell at all! ]
Jiang Yanhong sighed in her heart and carefully persuaded Fan Qingyi, "Sister-in-law, how about... we don't sell this steamed bun? Change to something else? You are alone here, and you can't deal with them joining forces to target you. You will suffer. Why not change to something different from them, what do you think?"
Don't sell steamed buns?
Change to something else to sell?
Fan Qingyi was stunned. What should she sell?
He had no idea for a moment, and Fan Qingyi said he would go back and think about it.
Jiang Yanhong went back with a sigh in his heart.
On the way back, Shanhu grabbed the button on Fan Qingyi's chest and played with it.
Fan Qingyi lowered his eyes and smiled at her. When he looked up, he suddenly remembered that his little daughter had come from the real world into the book, and he couldn't help but want to ask her opinion.
"Shanhu, what do you think Mommy should sell if she doesn't sell pancakes?"
"...Hand-rolled noodles are definitely not good. Mom can't keep up with them alone. Besides, your aunt Yanhong and her friends also sell them. It's not good to compete with them. There are a lot of people selling fried dough sticks, steamed buns, and steamed vegetables..."
Li Shanhu paused as she pulled the button.
She screamed at Fan Qingyi twice, [Mom, you don't understand what I'm telling you...]
Fan Qingyi smiled, "What did Doudou say?"
[I said, why don't you try a buffet style, make a few dishes, both meat and vegetables, and let the eaters choose by themselves, and give them a bowl of rice and a bowl of soup. Fifty cents for a full meal, eighty cents for a good meal, and one dollar for a fine meal! ]
The little baby voice finished speaking in one breath, took a deep breath, and smiled at Fan Qingyi with squinting eyes.
Fan Qingyi pretended to understand and said, "You said that we mainly eat noodles here, if I sell the rice we grow ourselves, can it work?"
Li Shanhu's eyes lit up and she screamed.
[Okay! Definitely! Mom, your cooking is delicious, and we grow our own rice. It's a business with no capital. As long as we sell it, it's a net profit! ]
"Then Mom, try it. There are rice and a few dishes. When the time comes, a vegetarian dish will cost 5 cents, a pickled vegetable will cost 15 cents, and a large bowl of rice will cost 10 cents. If you buy two dishes and one rice, we will give you a bowl of radish meatball soup for free. If you buy more than three, we will give you a scallion pancake. What do you think of this?"