"I'll treat you to a meal!" Boss Zhu said what Wan Qiqi was about to say, preempting her.
He strolled over to Wan Qiqi, sniffed the pancakes, took out two, and immediately his hands were covered in oil. "Little girl, you've put a lot of thought into this!"
Wan Qiqi smiled calmly, "Otherwise, how will I earn money to support my family?"
Boss Zhu didn't deny it. He handed one of the cakes to Xiao Liu and asked, "How much is one?"
"Five coins for dried plum and vegetable cakes, three coins for hollow cakes," Wan Qiqi said, then covered the cakes back up with the cloth.
Boss Zhu looked surprised and stared at Wan Qiqi for a long time before taking a bite of the dried plum and vegetable cake in his hand.
Then, the surprise on his face deepened.
"Your price is too low! It's made with fat, isn't it? And there's meat mixed in, and you're only selling it for this much?"
Wan Qiqi knew, of course, that according to ancient prices, she wouldn't earn much money.
In ancient times, vegetable oils were not widely used, and lard, known as "fat," was quite expensive. Therefore, most families ate boiled wild vegetables and rarely fried or stir-fried them.
And the price of meat goes without saying!
In years of famine, the price of everything edible goes up.
“I think it’s great,” Wan Qiqi said confidently. “If we put up a sign, more people will buy our products, and we’ll naturally make more money.”
Mr. Zhu nodded, agreeing. "So, how do you plan to sell it?"
Wan Qiqi: "I'm still running my dessert business, and we can offer combo meals. Hollow pancakes with dessert are 5 coins, and preserved vegetable pancakes with dessert are 7 coins. Individual purchases are at the original price, but if you buy in bulk, we can offer free gifts to attract customers to come back..."
Mr. Zhu's gaze toward her gradually became more complicated.
Praise, regret, worry, relief...
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