Chu Xuan compared the wages of the village-run factory with those of the county factory, and found that the village-run factory indeed paid higher wages.
At this time, a woman bargained, "How about three for one dollar?"
Chu Xuan said enthusiastically, "Sister, the ingredients used to bake bread are very hard to come by. Some are imported from abroad. Not to mention that I only make a few cents profit on each loaf, once I run out of the ingredients on hand, you won't be able to enjoy such delicious bread anymore! Although I can't lower the price, it's still okay to try it."
As he spoke, Chu Xuan took out a knife and a plate from his backpack and cut a loaf of bread into about ten pieces for everyone to taste.
Everyone who has tasted it raves about it.
“It’s delicious!”
"tasty!"
“This is the first time I’ve eaten such delicious bread.”
"It seems you've eaten bread before. This is my first time eating bread!"
…
This seafood bread is so delicious that you’ll want to eat it again.
Successfully brought out the gluttony in everyone's stomach.
"Give me one!"
“I’ll buy one too!”
"I'll buy two, give me a discount."
Chu Xuan took a look at the basket, which contained the seaweed that had been roasted the day before yesterday.
I originally wanted to sell them individually for one cent each. I was doing business in the county town the first day, so I might as well give one away for free.
"Everyone, listen up. Buy two loaves of bread, and get a piece of delicious, crispy seaweed for free. Buy three loaves of bread, and get two free slices. And so on."
Mu Chenze was very cooperative. He used a small clip to take a piece of seaweed from the basket, placed it on the plate, and used the clip to cut it into small pieces. "Everyone can try it. The seaweed is sold at one cent a piece. Buy fifty pieces and get one free."
Everyone saw seaweed for the first time and tried it one after another.
“It tastes a bit like seaweed.”
“It’s better than seaweed and crispy.”
"Give me fifty slices!"
"I want ten."
"I want bread."
…
Slowly, more and more people came to Chu Xuan's stall.
After more than half an hour, all the seaweed was sold out, and only more than 60 shrimp and crab meat breads were left.
The seaweed bread is sold out because it is bigger than the shrimp and crab bread and sells better.
At this time, another customer came over. It was a thin old man. "I heard that if you buy bread, you get free seaweed. Give me ten loaves of bread and I'll get nine pieces of seaweed, right?"
Chu Xuan smiled and replied, "It was like this before, but the seaweed is sold out. If you buy ten loaves of bread, I'll give you a ten cent discount. What do you think?"
The old man waved his hands repeatedly, "No, I just want to eat seaweed. Your bread only has shrimp and crab meat left. I only bought it reluctantly because I mainly want to eat the seaweed."
This was the first time Chu Xuan encountered an old man who was so obsessed with seaweed. "Uncle, how about this? When I set up my stall tomorrow, I'll deliver the seaweed to your door first. How about that?"
The old man snorted coldly, "Not so good! Just because I want to eat seaweed today doesn't mean I'll want it tomorrow. Do you have any more at home?"
"No more, have to bake it now."
"Then I'll go home with you two and wait for you to bake it. I want to order 5,000 sheets of nori!"
Five thousand pieces are 50 yuan.
Chu Xuan can make a net profit of 30 yuan.
"No problem. Once we're done selling these breads, please come to my house and wait for me to bake the seaweed on the spot. We can bake white sesame, black sesame, and peanut flavors."
The old man danced with joy.
Mu Chenze whispered to Chu Xuan, "Is there anything wrong with this old man's brain?"
Chu Xuan believed in his own judgment and shook his head slightly to indicate that there was no problem.
Mu Chenze always trusted his wife, so he did not raise any objections.
But he still became more cautious, "Uncle, your accent doesn't sound like a local."
The old man glared at him. "Who said I'm not? My father was from here! Even though I was born elsewhere, I consider myself a local! Stop talking nonsense and start selling the bread. Once you're all sold, go back and roast some seaweed!"
Mu Chenze was speechless after being blocked by him.
Chu Xuan covered her mouth and laughed.
The old man looked helpless. "Everyone comes here to buy bread! This delicious shrimp and crab roe bread is so good! Don't miss it if you pass by! It's made with fresh shrimp and crabs straight from the sea, so it's so delicious..."
The long string of sales pitches left Chu Xuan and Mu Chenze stunned.
With his help, all the bread was sold out in less than half an hour.
Hearing that Mu Chenze and his wife were going to buy a second-hand tricycle nearby, he specially went to borrow a stool, saying that he would put it on the tricycle bed later.
Mu Chenze didn't get angry when facing this outgoing old man.
After buying a tricycle, I took the old man back to the village. Of course, there were also a backpack and a basket in the tricycle.
The old man didn't mind the crowd, and he was smiling and seemed to be in a very good mood.
Chu Xuan followed on a bicycle.
They didn't speak along the way.
It wasn't until we entered Nanyu Village that the old man took the initiative to speak. "The seaweed used for roasting seaweed must be of guaranteed quality, otherwise I won't acknowledge it!"
Mu Chenze’s first reaction was, is this old man here to cause trouble?
What if the roasted seaweed doesn’t meet his expectations? Wouldn’t it be a waste of time?
Chu Xuan didn't think so. "No problem! You don't have to eat it if you're not satisfied. I'll keep it for myself after I bake it."
Facing Chu Xuan's generosity, the old man nodded with satisfaction, "He's a natural for business. I can tell you this: as long as the quality of this batch of seaweed meets the standards, your family will make a fortune."
Chu Xuan heard something unusual.
"Could it be that you are the boss of a foreign trade company?"
The old man patted the truck bed and said, "I can't even call myself the big boss. At most, I'm just the big boss's father!"
Chu Xuan burst out laughing, "Then I really have to roast the seaweed properly. I can't miss such a big client!"
The old man said seriously, "Don't betray my trust!"
Only then did Mu Chenze realize that his wife might have picked up a big ingot.
Fortunately, I listened to my wife and didn't say anything unpleasant in front of the old man.
At first he really thought that there was something wrong with the old man's brain, but now he finally understood why the old man had a special liking for seaweed.
After arriving at Chu Xuan's parents' home, Mu Chenze was responsible for making tea to entertain the old man.
Chu Xuan rode a tricycle to the dock to buy seaweed.
Li Tong’s family also collects seaweed, so there is no need to worry about the supply.
When he got there, he bought all the seaweed from Li Tong's family and also bought the high-quality seaweed from other vendors.
After returning home, Chu Xuan and the others put on their work clothes, masks, hats, and leather gloves...
Start washing the seaweed.
When preparing food, it must be clean and hygienic.
The old man sat in the main room, drinking tea and observing.
However, he did not go to the kitchen, so he still had the minimum professional ethics.
You can’t steal the technique of roasting seaweed.
After waiting for more than two hours, the white sesame flavored seaweed came out of the oven.
The old man picked up a piece and started eating it in big mouthfuls.
"Delicious! Delicious! But it's not easy to eat. One piece is as big as a palm, and the seaweed foam falls off easily. It would be better to cut it into small long strips, which would be more convenient to eat."
Chu Xuan thought this was a good suggestion. "Okay. I'll cut it right away."
Five thousand pieces of seaweed soon became fifteen thousand pieces.
After the slices were finished, the old man chuckled and tried a few more pieces. "Yes, that's exactly how it feels. It's delicious and worthless. Pack five thousand slices of this size for me! This is only one-third of that large slice just now, and I can only offer 17 yuan."
Mu Chenze's face was filled with black lines... (End of this chapter)
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