No one had any objections; it's hot, and people really don't want to light a fire.
A group of children happily huddled together, chatting as they followed the adults out of the family compound.
"Grandma Guixiang, we're here to eat noodles!"
Li Wu shouted happily.
"Come, come, wow, you've grown taller again. Qingqing and Jiabao are here."
Gui Xiang was very happy to greet everyone and let the children come into the yard.
"Sister Qingqing!"
Li Wu's voice always preceded anyone else's. Qingqing was teaching Jiabao to do her homework when she heard the noise and quickly looked up.
Jia Bao also looked up and was fascinated by a group of children who were about the same age as them.
Hello, sister.
"Sister Qingqing."
“Liwu, Liwen, Zhengran (younger brother), Zhenghao, Wangxing (older brother), Yaoyao, Miaomiao.”
Qingqing quickly greeted everyone and brought out chairs for them to sit on.
"I am Qian Jiabao, Qingqing's older sister. Hello."
Qian Jiabao quickly put the homework away. This little sister is good in every way, except that she loves teaching her how to do her homework too much.
Qian Jiabao took the initiative to greet him.
"Hello."
Hu Zhenghao took the lead in responding, and a group of younger people followed suit.
The smoked chicken was served quickly, and Lianxiang really went to the market to sell it. At first, she sold one or two chickens a day, but now she can sell about thirty a day and even supplies restaurants with at least fifty smoked chickens a day.
At first, they sold them as whole animals, but Lianxiang found that not many people were willing to buy a whole one. Most people wanted to try it but were afraid they couldn't finish it, so they didn't buy any.
Having been troubled for several days and unable to sleep well, tossing and turning, how could Mr. Qian, as his bedmate, possibly ignore this?
"What's wrong? Is business not so good? You can tell me about it, and I'll see if I can help."
When Boss Qian spoke up, Lianxiang was indeed under a lot of pressure, but she didn't want to cause any more trouble for her aunt Guixiang. So when asked, she slowly answered.
"It's not a big problem. If we can't finish one, we can sell half or a quarter of it."
"I've tried, but everyone prefers chicken thigh meat, so the remaining portions are all from the same spot."
"In that case, let's price the whole chicken and half chicken at one price, and separate the rest before cooking. Chicken legs will be priced the same, chicken wings will be priced the same, and the less popular parts will be priced lower. Let's level the price and still sell them the same way."
Lianxiang didn't understand what Boss Qian was saying at first.
"Wouldn't that mean everyone would just want to buy chicken legs?"
Lianxiang spoke up subconsciously.
"Actually, that's not the case. Chicken legs are delicious, but if the price goes up, people will hesitate to buy them. After all, a chicken only has two legs, but the chicken breast and the chicken carcass are the main parts. Don't be fooled by the fact that it's only a little cheaper. It's for the whole family. If you were in that situation, what would you choose?"
Boss Qian asked in return, and Lianxiang fell into deep thought.
If it were her, chicken breast is still meat, and there's plenty of it. It's for the whole family, so of course she'd choose the cheaper one. They all taste the same, but everyone prefers chicken legs, so that's what she naturally thought of.
Following Mr. Qian's suggestion, the next day Lianxiang tried dividing a whole chicken into parts and selling them at different prices. Although the taste was the same, the different parts had different textures, and everyone had different preferences.
Individual chicken wings and drumsticks are relatively expensive, but since people don't have to buy a whole chicken, many are willing to buy them, and sales have been getting better and better ever since.
Lianxiang wanted too many chickens, and it was too much trouble for her to kill them herself, so Chef Lao Zhou and his team took over the job of killing the chickens. The chicken blood, giblets, and chicken fat were kept for the canteen to use in cooking, and the killed and plucked chickens were packed up and sent to the noodle shop by Xiao Zhang on his bicycle.
Those white-feathered chickens really grow fast. After ten days, their growth is visible to the naked eye, and their appetite becomes terrifying.
Aunt Wang and Yang Yufen personally inspected the farm and were very glad they hadn't raised too many. Professor Wen helped connect them with suppliers, and some of the produce was supplied to the research institute's canteen. Chef Lao Zhou from the orchard also connected them with suppliers, and they supplied some to a company canteen.
With Lao Zhou's help, Yang Yufen thought of the factory that Fan Juan and Qin Nian ran, which also had a canteen, just enough to meet their needs.
After the first batch was sold out, Yang Yufen and Aunt Wang decided to raise the chicks in batches, with 1,200 chicks delivered at a time and the next batch delivered seven days later.
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