When Zheng Daqiang saw Tang Ji appear, he put the buns he had prepared in advance into the basket at lightning speed. After listening to his words, he quickly took the money and said with a smile: "
Okay, sir, choose one."
Tang Ji naturally observed his little action just now, but he still reached out and ordered a few buns in the basket, pretending to be sifting through them, and finally selected the one on the far right of the basket: "That's it."
The man who had just raised the question snorted and said to him: "Scholar, there were so many people buying just now, and you won two copper coins at most. Don't be crazy and think you can win. This store is just a black shop. Baozi has cash back."
It’s also a lie..."
"啷啷~"
Before he finished speaking, the sound of copper plates clashing came from the oil paper in Tang Ji's hand.
The eyes of the onlookers were instantly focused, watching him take out the copper plates one by one, with envious expressions.
"Wow, the meat buns costing four cents cost ten cents, so I made a lot of money!"
"Damn, I wish I had such luck."
"Whoever runs out of luck gets to leave first. Young man, you should pay attention to your safety when walking at night!"
"..."
Seeing that someone could win ten copper coins, it was natural that the person's slander about the bun shop was undermined, and some people tried again.
Seizing the opportunity, Tang Ji ate the buns, gave Zheng Daqiang a thumbs up, and said loudly: "Shopkeeper, your buns taste really good, better than any other store I've ever tasted!"
"Hey hey hey, my buns are all made and sold fresh in the morning. It's fine if you like it. Also, everyone should stay sensible and buy as much as you want. Don't waste it." Zheng Daqiang's words instantly raised his profile in the minds of customers.
It was so popular that many people said they would come back more often in the future.
In this way, although most people failed to pay a coin, the taste of the steamed buns did convince them, and some people unconsciously promoted this steamed bun shop hidden in a deep alley.
In the morning, more and more people came to buy steamed buns and get cash back from betting.
Time flew by to noon, and 90% of the steamed buns in the basket were sold. Seeing that no one was visiting, Zheng Daqiang closed the stall and walked back to the store. He couldn't stop the smile on his face and looked at the man sitting on the chair drinking water.
Tang Ji cupped his fists and said, "I'm just a rough guy and I can't say anything nice, but I sincerely thank Mr. Tang!"
"It's a small matter!" Tang Ji raised his hand and waved, indicating that the other party didn't need to worry about it.
At this moment, he suddenly saw a sneaky figure appearing outside the house. He chuckled, stood up and walked out: "Thank you for today, Lao Liu!"
The man in gray clothes who attended the performance in the morning laughed innocently and asked: "Master Tang, where are the buns you promised me?"
Tang Ji nodded quickly, turned to Zheng Daqiang and said, "Oh yes, Lao Zheng, give him a few leftover buns."
Zheng Daqiang was not stingy either. He wrapped seven or eight buns in oil paper and handed them over.
"Thank you, sir. If you still have such a job in the future, please feel free to come find me." Li Liu took the bun, thanked Tang Ji, and walked towards the corner of the street while eating.
Zheng Daqiang watched the other party go away and asked doubtfully: "Master Tang, where did you find this person?"
"Group performers!" Tang Ji said with a smile. These actors were actually beggars. He gave them the buns he had taken away in the morning and heard that he could still eat them during the performance, so they decisively agreed.
Needless to say, the acting is really good, much better than some of the lesser actors in later generations!
After a while, Zheng Daqiang finished clearing the counter, counted today's income, and handed a bunch of copper coins to Tang Ji: "Today's revenue is more than 500 yuan. The young master has done a lot of credit. Here are 300 yuan."
Tang Ji was not polite and put the coins in his sleeves. Four cents could buy a meat bun, and the purchasing power of three hundred cents should be quite large, which would be more than enough for today's dinner.
"Sir, it's getting late. If you don't mind, stay and have lunch." Zheng Daqiang was indeed very happy today. The bun shop that had been losing money finally made a profit, and he no longer had to listen to his wife's daily complaints!
"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey." Tang Ji imitated the ancients and bowed his hands.
Zheng Daqiang put down what he was doing and walked back to the back room to get busy.
Tang Ji walked to the back of the house with the teacup in hand. Unexpectedly, there was a small yard behind. Looking at the things piled up in it, they should be some ingredients, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Brother Zheng, did you rent this shop?"
Zheng Daqiang, who was cutting vegetables, laughed and said: "No, this is what my dead brother left behind. If we rent such a big place, we can get hundreds of taels of silver a year. How can I have that kind of money?"
Tang Ji nodded slightly. It was really not cost-effective to spend hundreds of taels of money to rent such a remote place. I heard from Jiu'er that Jiang Ran had saved money to redeem himself, but was later stopped by the madam. At that time, he was curious about where to go with the money he had saved since he moved out.
Oh no, now that I think about it, it must have been that they spent all their savings to buy the yard, which is why the two of them lived in such poverty.
Soon after, Zheng Daqiang brought out two dishes and put them on the table, and served Tang Ji a meal: "Mr. Tang, I didn't save any wine, otherwise I could still have a few drinks with you."
"Drinking will make things worse, so it's better not to drink." After Tang Ji sat down, he picked up a green vegetable similar to a wild vegetable with his chopsticks.
After taking a few bites, he continued: "Brother Zheng, now your shop is quite famous. This steamed bun cashback activity can continue. You can set a cashback of ten coins every day to give the people a little
The sweet thing is, after you become famous in the later stage, you can even add two more places, and there are also combination sales, set a package, etc..."
Tang Ji shared some marketing strategies while eating. Hearing Zheng Daqiang's head and two heads rise, the latter simply waved his hand and said: "I can't handle this bun shop by myself. Mr. Tang, why don't you come and help me?"
, I will pay you money every day.”
Tang Ji smiled and shook his head. Today, many people saw him eating ten cents. If he turned into a clerk tomorrow, no one would believe him if he said there was no shady story. But after thinking about it, he replied: "I won't do it."
, but I can find you an assistant who will give you some ideas from time to time."
"Okay, I am relieved by what you said." Zheng Daqiang laughed loudly, then picked up a piece of meat and put it into Tang Ji's bowl: "Young Master Tang, although you are smart, you are indeed a bit weak. Come on,
Eat more meat."
Tang Ji nodded in thanks, then thought of something, and asked, "Brother Zheng, I want to buy some food and vegetables. Do you know anyone who can give me a cheaper price?"
"Hahaha, you've asked the right person about this. Lao Song from Mihang and I are old friends. I'll take you there later. As for vegetables, it's past noon now and we can't buy any fresh vegetables. If you don't mind,
, take some back from the yard, by the way, there is a knife of meat left in the morning, let me give it to you as well." After Zheng Daqiang finished speaking, he put down the bowl and chopsticks, walked into the yard and brought in a piece of fresh meat.
Tang Ji stood up and replied, "That's fine. I'll calculate how much it costs later and I'll pay it to you."
"Hey, you have helped me a lot, how can I take your money?" Zheng Daqiang flatly refused.
Tang Ji's heart felt warm, and he suddenly felt that staying to help him in the morning was the right decision.
Zheng Daqiang put the meat on the table, sat back down, and said, "Okay, don't talk so much, let's eat quickly."
In this way, after the two had lunch, Tang Ji helped clean up, followed Zheng Daqiang to buy some food from Mihang, and then returned to pick up the prepared dishes.
Seeing Tang Ji staggering with so many things, Zheng Daqiang wanted to go up and help: "Mr. Tang, let me help you deliver it."
"No, you should be busy, I can do it myself." Tang Ji shook his head and refused, leaving the store with large and small bags and walking towards the street.
Zheng Daqiang shook his head with a smile. Just when he was about to return to the shop, he looked down and found a bunch of copper coins on the counter. He couldn't help but stare at the direction Tang Ji was leaving, and murmured: "He is an interesting person."