Chapter 45 I Want It All
Chang Yuanda's heart suddenly warmed up, and he hurriedly followed: "It's on the street, not far from Fushun Building, the two girls can be seen at a glance."
"However, brother-in-law, I know what you mean, and you care about the family business, but don't be too impulsive."
Chang Yuanda chased after him and advised, "It's not a glorious thing for Chang's Tofu Shop to have its business taken away. If you question it like this, it will only make our tofu shop look bad and lose face. Your pettiness and intolerance will have an impact on the tofu shop."
"We still have to think of other ways and think twice before we act..."
Chang Yuanda was chattering here, and when he looked up, Zhang Yongchang had already left the yard and went straight to the tofu stall.
This Zhang Dashao! He is good in every way except his temper. He is stubborn and stubborn. If he decides to do something, he will do it without hesitation, even if ten cows pull him. Now he is going to cause trouble for the tofu stall so straightforwardly. Wouldn't others want to break the backbone of Changji Tofu Shop?
Chang Yuanda thought about it for a long time and decided to watch from the side for a while.
If Zhang Yongchang really started to make a scene, he would go and try to mediate. This would make him appear sensible and also give the tofu shop some good face.
It would be best if Zhang Yongchang could directly persuade the tofu seller to quit, and he could just sit back and wait for the tofu shop to make a profit.
In short, he will not get involved in this mess and will just wait and see what will happen best.
Chang Yuanda was waiting here, and Zhang Yongchang had already arrived at the tofu stall over there by Zhuang Qingning.
“How much tofu do you want?”
While Zhuang Qingning was busy, Zhuang Qingsui came to greet the man who was panting and running to him to buy tofu. When he looked up and saw Zhang Yongchang's gloomy face, he was immediately frightened. The tofu knife in his hand fell into the basket and he hid behind Zhuang Qingning.
Seeing this, Zhuang Qingning patted the back of Zhuang Qingsui's hand, signaling her not to be afraid. Then he looked at Zhang Yongchang and asked, "But do you want tofu?"
"Can I buy eggs from you?" Zhang Yongchang was a little dissatisfied with Zhuang Qingning's words: "You are not old at all, but you are still nagging. Come quickly and cut two pounds of tofu so that I can taste it first."
Zhuang Qingning couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Zhuang Qingning decided to be cautious with this person who obviously had bad intentions. He only picked up the plate with the square tofu cubes beside him and said, "This is your first time buying tofu from my shop. You can try it first. If you think it tastes good, you can buy it. If not, you don't have to buy it."
Make it clear in advance so that the other party can decide whether or not to buy it, so that they don't have to talk too much after they buy it.
Zhang Yongchang didn't say anything either, just frowned, picked up a piece of tofu, put it in his mouth and chewed it.
The more he chewed, the deeper his brows furrowed, and his expression became more solemn.
Yes, it is this taste. The braised tofu in sauce that I eat at Ruyi Pavilion has this taste, fragrant, rich, and fresh enough to make people want to eat more.
"Your tofu..." Zhang Yongchang straightened up, his eyes full of joy, and scanned the basket: "How much is left? I want it all."
It looks like he really came here to buy tofu.
Zhuang Qingning heaved a sigh of relief and said, "There are probably about thirty kilograms of tofu left. I'll weigh it for you."
"No need, just thirty-five catties." Zhang Yongchang took out the money bag and said, "One penny per catty, right?"
Zhang Yongchang counted out the money and handed it over as he spoke: "Here you go, thirty-five coins."
Zhuang Qingning did not reach out to take it: "I sell tofu for one cent per pound, two cents for two and a half pounds, about thirty pounds of tofu, that's twenty-four cents, thirty-five cents is too much."
"He is honest indeed." Zhang Yongchang curled his lips: "No wonder he was able to snatch the business from Changji Tofu Shop."
"Okay, thirty-five cents. You keep it. I'll take the bamboo basket. You can go back and get a new one."
After saying that, he stuffed the money into Zhuang Qingning's hand, turned around and left with the bamboo basket in one hand.
A bamboo basket cost about seven or eight cents, and the tofu weighed more than thirty pounds. So both sides were not at a loss, so Zhuang Qingning did not insist and just took the money.
"Oh, right." Zhang Yongchang walked two steps and turned back: "From now on, I will need thirty kilograms, no, forty kilograms of tofu every day."
"Okay." Zhuang Qingning nodded. "But I don't take reservations for my tofu unless there are special circumstances. People just come and buy it. If you're late, it will be sold out. If you want to buy some, it's best to come early."
"Or I can send it to you wherever you are."
He buys 40 kilograms of tofu every day and is currently Zhuang Qingning's largest customer. He is also a big customer who is generous and does not bargain. Zhuang Qingning thinks that door-to-door delivery service should be provided.
"You can send it. It's not far." Zhang Yongchang raised his hand and pointed at Fushunlou. "When you get here tomorrow morning, just send the tofu there. Just tell them that it was requested by Chef Zhang. Someone will pay you."
Zhuang Qingning was both surprised and delighted that the visitor was the head chef of Fu Shun Lou.
"Okay, I'll deliver it tomorrow morning." Zhuang Qingning nodded excitedly, "Don't worry."
"Well, don't forget." After giving the instructions, Zhang Yongchang picked up the bamboo basket and left with satisfaction.
After watching Zhang Yongchang go away, Zhuang Qingning carefully put the money into his purse, and couldn't help but smile.
In the past, she was cheated by door-to-door sales, but now the chef came to buy tofu in person. The difference between the two is enough to prove that her method of relying on word-of-mouth marketing and waiting for big customers to come to her is correct.
"Sister." Zhuang Qingsui also had a smile on her face: "Fushunlou even comes to us to buy tofu, which shows how delicious the tofu we make is."
"Of course." Zhuang Qingning raised his chin, ruffled Zhuang Qingsui's hair and joked, "Our craftsmanship is impeccable."
"Yes, your tofu tastes really good. It will definitely sell better than Changji Tofu Shop in the future." Liu also laughed at the side: "I think your tofu may be sold to the county town. I'm afraid the tofu you grind every day will not be enough to sell!"
"Then I'll take your good words." Zhuang Qingning smiled with curved eyebrows.
Because Zhang Dashao came to make dumplings, the tofu was sold out earlier than expected. Zhuang Qingning didn't stay here for long. He just took Zhuang Qingsui for a walk on the street to buy some daily necessities, then found a ox cart and went home early.
Make lunch, catch up on some sleep, and prepare for a new round of busyness in the evening.
Here, Zhang Yongchang returned to the backyard of Fushun Building carrying a bamboo basket. Chang Yuanda, who was waiting on the side, saw him like this and hurried over to him, his eyes wide open and his face full of embarrassment: "Brother-in-law, are you destroying someone's business?"
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com