Seeing that morale was low, Lin Mai comforted everyone and said: "People have a reputation, and it is their freedom to open their doors to do business. What do you have to be angry about?"
Zhou Caiyun said unfairly: "But, but they also sell steamed buns. I would be more thoughtful if they sold other breakfast items."
Lin Mai asked her back: "Why do others want to make you think so much? It's not illegal for people to sell steamed buns!"
Zhou Caiyun was speechless and muttered dissatisfiedly: "I think you are mentally ill. Others are taking your business, but you still speak for others!"
Lin Mai was speechless: "I'm not speaking for others, I'm telling you that others also have this right, and it's useless for you to sulk.
The only thing we can do is to make the buns more delicious than theirs and have a better service attitude than them, so that we can be competitive."
After saying this, Xiaoli and I set up a stall at the door, and took a look at the next door. Not only did they sell steamed buns, but they also sold braised eggs and rice wine. It was like competing with her family.
When Aunt Hu saw Lin Mai looking towards her house, she rolled her eyes provocatively.
Although Lin Mai's snack bar has only been open for a few days, because of the good taste and generous portions, and because she is the only snack bar on this street, an old customer goes straight to her house as soon as he comes.
When Aunt Hu saw her, she shouted at the top of her lungs: "Selling steamed buns. The steamed buns are hot right out of the pot!"
The old customer who had almost reached the door of Linmai Snack Shop stopped and said to himself: "Hey, another steamed stuffed bun shop has opened."
Aunt Hu immediately greeted her warmly: "Come and try my steamed buns. They are big and delicious. They are from the time-honored Weimeizhai before liberation."
Although Weimeizhai is a time-honored brand, it is not well-known. The old customer shook his head: "I've never heard of it."
Then he asked: "Your family has nothing but steamed buns?"
Aunt Hu said hurriedly: "There are also flower rolls, steamed buns and porridge."
Lin Mai also shouted at this time: "We sell steamed buns, dumplings, and rice wine!"
The customer's eyes lit up: "Do you sell dumplings today?"
Lin Mai smiled and said: "There are some. If you look at the big bone soup at my door, you know there are dumplings for sale."
"I haven't eaten dumplings for a long time." The customer walked into Lin Mai's snack bar with a smile: "Bring me a bowl of dumplings and a pickled cabbage bun."
Aunt Hu next door was so angry that she said loudly to a helper beside her: "We will also make dumplings tomorrow."
Hearing this, Lin Mai went into the kitchen and told Zhou Caiyun to slow down the bun making and check the situation.
As soon as 7:30 arrived, the peak period for selling breakfast had arrived. Lin Mai and Xiaoli were all in high spirits, preparing to welcome the incoming customers.
But I heard the sound of whipping next door, and Aunt Hu banged a gong and shouted: "Weimeizhai Baozi Shop is opening with a big promotion, buy one and get one free, buy a big meat bun and get a big vegetable bun."
Because the quantity of steamed buns was reduced, Zhou Caiyun had nothing to do, so she went out to check out the business next door.
Seeing this scene, his face turned black with anger: "Buying a meat bun and giving a vegetable bun as a gift, isn't this a sincere attempt to kill our business?"
Lin Mai responded quickly: "Go in and tell Aunt Wang, who is making the buns, not to make any more buns."
Zhou Caiyun responded sadly and went in to inform Aunt Wang.
Fang Zhuoran came to Lin Mai's house for breakfast. He passed by Aunt Hu's house and saw that her house was also doing breakfast business.
The types sold were similar to those at Lin Mai's, including steamed buns and braised eggs, and his expression turned serious.
Passers-by called friends to go to Aunt Hu's house to buy steamed buns: "That steamed bun shop has newly opened, buy one, get one free, it's really a good deal."
"The key is that his steamed buns are not vague at all. Oh, they are so big! There is a lot of meat filling in the meat buns!"
"Really? Then I'll buy dozens of them!"
With everyone clamoring like this, the front door of Lin Mai's shop was packed with people.
Fang Zhuoran walked up to Lin Mai and said with a smile: "Here are a hundred meat buns, a hundred pickled cabbage buns, and a hundred braised eggs."
Lin Mai rolled her eyes at him: "I know you want to help me when my business is not doing well, but there's no need. I can't sell the buns. I'll just use a tricycle to sell them on the street. Don't worry."
He personally cooked a bowl of dumplings for Fang Zhuoran, brought two meat buns and a braised egg for him to sit at the table and eat.
When Lin Mai did this for him, Fang Zhuoran suddenly felt a strange feeling, that feeling...as if he was being taken care of by his family, it was particularly warm.
After serving breakfast to Fang Zhuoran, Lin Mai and Zhou Caiyun put the steamed buns and braised eggs into wooden barrels and prepared to sell them along the street.
Zhou Caiyun peeked into the store from the kitchen and saw that Fang Zhuoran was concentrating on eating breakfast.
Then he lowered his voice and said to Lin Mai: "Didn't you say that Professor Qian asked his students to buy your chestnuts?
Our buns can't be sold today, why doesn't he ask his students to buy them?
With so many of his students, even if only half of them come, our steamed buns will be sold out very quickly, which will piss Aunt Hu next door to death!"
Lin Mai put the steaming steamed buns into the barrel: "College students are subsidized for eating in school.
For example, a meal out costs 50 cents. For college students, the same meal in the school cafeteria may only cost 20 cents.
It’s fine for people to eat in the cafeteria for 2 cents, but if they come to eat my 50 cent meal to take care of my business, doesn’t that increase the financial burden on those college students?”
Zhou Caiyun blushed: "I, I, I, I didn't know that college students have subsidies for eating in the school cafeteria. I thought it was the same wherever they eat~"
Lin Mai said sternly: "Even if they eat the same food wherever they go, we can't always rely on others to take care of our business. We still have to rely on ourselves."
Zhou Caiyun nodded and said, "I understand all these principles, but I'm just worried."
Lin Mai didn't take it seriously: "It's such a big deal, why should you be anxious?"
Zhou Caiyun looked at her with admiration: "You are younger than me, how can you be more calm than me?"
Lin Mai cursed in his heart, "Who is younger than you? I have lived two lives. If I still can't calm down, my two lives will be in vain."
After packing the buns, Lin Mao rode a tricycle along the street to sell them, going wherever there were people.
Fortunately, we stopped making steamed buns in time, so there were not many steamed buns today, only about 400.
There were two hundred left in the store, and Lin Mai brought more than two hundred, but they were all sold out before ten o'clock.
When I came back, I saw that the breakfast business next door had finished.
Aunt Hu sat at the door and glared at her angrily, as if she had a sworn hatred for her.
Lin Mai snorted disdainfully in his heart, "I haven't done anything about your malicious attempts to steal business, and you are still so angry that you are half dead. Are you sick?"
She ignored it, stopped the tricycle in front of her house, and walked in.
The few masters who worked the morning shift have already left after get off work. Zhou Caiyun and Xiaoli are packing up the desks, stoves and other things placed at the entrance of the store.
Lin Mai asked in surprise: "It's all sold out early!"