Su Qingluan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course it counts."
The shopkeeper looked Su Qingluan up and down for a moment and asked curiously, "You look quite young, but you're already out on your own at this age? That's rare."
Su Qingluan praised him repeatedly and then asked, "I haven't asked for your name, old sir?"
"My surname is Xu, and my given name is Kekuan."
"It turned out to be Mr. Xu."
"I'm not worthy of the title 'Sir,'" Xu Kekuan said, smiling and waving his hand. "Young lady, just call me Shopkeeper Xu."
After saying that, Xu Kekuan turned around and asked the waiter to look after the store while he was going out.
"Young lady, please lead the way."
"My surname is Su, and my given name is Qingluan." Su Qingluan bowed slightly and gestured "please," "Mr. Xu, please come this way."
Due to Dongji Rolls’ malicious price-cutting, the Su family’s “wealth” was obviously affected.
Originally, Su Qingluan, her parents and she were busy all the time and could only barely meet the demand for customers.
However, this year, even though there were only Su Guangfu and his wife, it felt very empty - because many customers went to Dongji Burrito for the good value.
Even if they knew that this was malicious price-cutting and the burrito was definitely not worth just three cents, so what?
Don’t miss out on this great deal.
Yang looked up and saw her eldest daughter walking towards her leisurely. She hurried over and said anxiously, "Look, Daya! All the customers are buying the cheaper wraps. Are we really not going to lower the price?"
Su Qingluan patted Yang comfortingly and said softly, "Don't worry, mother. Leave it to your daughter."
Yang was stunned and couldn't help sighing: her eldest daughter was only thirteen years old, but for some reason, when she saw her calm smile, Yang felt relieved.
He was actually comforted by his own daughter.
"I am such a useless mother." Yang smiled bitterly.
Su Qingluan was surprised: "Why would mother suddenly say that?"
"Nothing..." Yang touched the top of Su Qingluan's head, "I just feel that my eldest daughter has grown up."
"Oh...? Is this the 'Roll of Wealth'? The name is quite auspicious." Suddenly, a slightly old voice interrupted Yang's melancholy.
She looked up and found that her daughter was followed by an energetic old man wearing a cloud-patterned robe and smiling.
"Sir, are you here to try this 'Roll of Hundreds of Wealths' too?" Yang said quickly. "Would you like to try one? Eight cents for one, or two for fifteen cents."
"And each person is limited to two purchases per day, with a total limit of 200 purchases per day. First come, first served." Su Qingluan interrupted.
Hearing Su Qingluan's words, Su Guangfu, Yang, and even the skinny guy and Aunt Yang beside them turned their heads to look at her.
Especially Yang and Su Guangfu, they were even more surprised.
"Purchase limit? Limited quantity?" Su Guangfu frowned.
"When did this happen? Your father and I didn't know about it?" Yang was also confused.
Su Qingluan blinked: "Starting from this moment today."
Then he said, "Brother Skinny Monkey, please help my father stick this piece of paper behind the 'Rolling a Hundred Wealth' banner. Make sure it's smooth and level."
Skinny Monkey, who also couldn't read a single word, helped Su Guangfu paste the distinctive red paper with gold sprinkled on it. He curiously poked his head in and asked, "Sister Su, what's written on this?"
"Listen to me later, Brother Skinny Monkey will know," Su Qingluan said with a smile, keeping the secret a secret. Then she turned to Xu Kekuan, who had already finished a bowl of 'Rolling a Hundred Wealths', and asked, "Master Xu, what do you think? This is a rare opportunity to get the moon first."
Xu Kekuan stroked his goatee, seemingly in deep thought, but his mouth moved slowly. Then he frowned slightly and said, "Please allow me another serving." Then he handed over another eight cents.
"The second one is seven cents." Su Guangfu returned the money honestly. Yang made another roll for Xu Kekuan and turned to ask Su Qingluan:
"Girl, what kind of riddle are you talking about with this old man? Why can't mother understand?"
Su Qingluan took out the gong she had just borrowed from another vendor, and while beating it she opened her voice and shouted:
"Don't miss it if you're passing by! 'Roll a Hundred Wealths' is having a huge prize sale! Want to eat roulade for free and get a ton of cash for free? Come and take on the challenge!"
"Win the challenge and enjoy a free burrito for free!"
"The number of places per day is limited, and the opportunities are limited! There is only one chance, first come first served!"
"Will you be the lucky one? Come and try it!"
In this way, Su Qingluan shouted back and forth many times. This "winning" way of shouting has a very good eye-catching ability even in the modern era of information explosion, not to mention in this small town with simple folk customs and relatively remote location.
For the common people here, Su Qingluan's marketing method can basically be regarded as "entertaining to watch".
So, with the purpose of "watching the fun" and "asking for favors", many people gathered in front of the Su family's "Rolling a Hundred Wealths" stall.
"What exactly is the so-called 'challenge'?" someone asked curiously.
Su Qingluan said loudly: "We have put a lot of effort into the seasoning of this 'Roll of Treasures' in our family. We are quite confident in it, so..."
She looked around, piqued the curiosity of the onlookers, and then continued, "If anyone can guess exactly what ingredients are used in the seasoning, they will be the winner."
"To ensure everyone has a chance," Su Qingluan pointed to the supplementary clause beneath the gold-sprinkled paper, "from today onwards, the shop will limit the daily supply of 'Juan Bai Cai' to 200 copies, and each person is limited to a maximum of two copies per day."
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