Ouyang Yang outside the window had a huge smile on her face. Although her facial features were not very outstanding, she did have an indescribable charm. She was also quite tall.
Ling Ju was surprised to see her, "Hello?"
Ouyang Yang's expression was a little surprised. "Hello, I'm Ouyang Yang, you must be Ling Ju, you may not know me, but I've been on a blind date with your brother Ling Yong before."
Ling Ju stood up, opened the door, and walked out, pretending to be surprised, "Oh, it's you. I think I've seen your photo."
Ouyang Yang took in the shop's sign and surroundings. "A few days ago, a colleague at work told me that a shop selling beef sauce had opened here. She bought some once and it was delicious, so I thought I'd come over to take a look. I didn't expect it to be yours by such a coincidence."
"Have you seen me?"
Ouyang Yang smiled. "You and your brother Ling Yong look a lot like each other, haven't you noticed? Besides, I saw you and Song Xin taking a walk together once before in the compound. You were pregnant at that time."
"Oh, so that's how it is."
Ling Ju didn't know what to say. She suddenly remembered what Song Xin had told her about Ouyang Yang and his father's orthopedic surgery, and she felt a sense of disgust.
Ouyang Yang looked Ling Ju up and down, then looked at the clean little shop. "I'm here to buy some sauce today. Could you introduce it to me?"
Ling Ju nodded. "It's fine. We have two flavors now: five-spice and spicy. The five-spice is not spicy, but has a salty and fragrant taste, while the spicy flavor is slightly spicy and more appetizing."
Ouyang Yang took a look and said, "Then I'll have one bottle each. How much is it?"
"Girl, it's two yuan a bottle, and two bottles are four yuan." Zhang Junmei answered directly.
Ouyang Yang swiftly took out four dollars from her bag and handed it to Zhang Junmei.
"Okay, wait a moment."
Zhang Junmei then brought out two bottles of sauce from the house and wrapped them in paper bags. "Here, girl, we made these this morning. They're still a little warm, so you can eat them right away. They're good with steamed buns, flatbreads, or rice, or you can use them to stir-fry or make noodles. After opening, keep them in a cool place or in the refrigerator. They'll keep for at least ten days. Come back when you like!"
Ouyang Yang nodded, "Thank you! Ling Ju, I'll be leaving first. If it tastes good, I'll help you promote it!"
Ling Ju also nodded, "Thank you!"
After Ouyang Yang left, Ling Ju stared at her back for a long time.
If she remembered correctly, Ouyang Yang's workplace was not very close to here. Did he come here specifically to buy the sauce?
I hope she's just here to buy some sauce.
After the restaurant officially opened at 11 o'clock, many people who had made reservations yesterday slowly came to the door, and soon there was a queue at the door.
To speed things up, Ling Ju suggested that everyone form two lines, with Zhang Junmei and Zhen Zhen each taking payment and distributing the beef sauce. This would also save everyone time.
On the other side, Hu Jun was helping to pack the food inside. Wu Jian saw that nothing was wrong, so he divided some of the sauce into portions and put a table outside the window to set up a tasting stall.
There were also quite a few people gathered around the tasting stall. Ling Ju observed for a while and found that seven out of ten people would buy something. The customer retention rate was quite high. She also eavesdropped and found that those who didn't buy anything thought it was a bit expensive, but they all thought it tasted very good.
Two yuan a bottle is indeed not cheap, but her cost is also very high. The profit of a bottle of sauce is less than 30%.
She still wants to make small profits but sell a lot, and doesn't want to get rich overnight. Such a business will not last long.
Only by taking root among the masses and being close to life can we achieve the best results.
While I was daydreaming, the number of people in the queue gradually decreased. Most of the people who had made reservations had received the sauce. Zhen Zhen took a copy from her notebook and crossed out a name. There were only about ten people who had not come to pick up the sauce.
This was unexpected.
And a lot of the sauce I prepared yesterday was sold.
Aside from the forty bottles reserved for the Yan Jintang and Yan Jinqun brothers, half of the others had already been sold. And this took only half an hour.
Although there were fewer people queuing, there were still people trying the food and then buying it. Ling Ju discovered that the business of the steamed bun shop next door seemed to be getting better.
Many people go directly to buy steamed buns, pancakes, or flower rolls after buying the sauce.
Then I went home carrying the paper bag.
She guessed that the owner of the steamed bun shop had to secretly thank her.
Around one in the afternoon, Yan Jintang's men came to pick up the beef sauce. Yan Jintang hadn't come in person today, but he had asked the driver to pass on a few words to Ling Ju, congratulating her on her prosperous business.
Before the driver left, Ling Ju remembered that Yan Jintang's medicine was almost finished, so he would deliver it to him in a few days.
In addition, she has saved a lot of eggs from the two chickens in her backyard, and she will give some to Yan Jintang when the time comes.
The driver thanked me repeatedly and left.
Finally, there were fewer people at noon, and Zhang Junmei said she would go to make lunch. She would add the leftover buns that Ling Ju had bought in the morning, cook some porridge, and buy some steamed buns to make a quick lunch.
Just as they were about to eat, there was another knock on the window. Zhen Zhen hurried over to greet it, and Ling Ju also went to see, only to find that it was Zheng Zong!
"Can it be cheaper? One dollar a bottle? If so, I'll take two bottles." Zheng Zong came here specially today. He heard from people in the courtyard that they bought a bottle when they came to pick up the child from school and it tasted very good, so he kept thinking about it.
He has no other hobbies except eating.
But two dollars was really expensive, and he had no money left since his sister went in.
His wife at home gives him a bad face every day, and even the children don't want to pay attention to him, saying that he is a loser.
Zhen Zhen didn't know Zheng Zong, so he just said politely, "Sorry, we don't bargain for two yuan. It's made of real materials, and the cost is more than one yuan."
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