In the early morning of Saturday, August 4th, the clouds covered the sun. It was a rare cloudy day in northern summer. After a moderate rain last night, the weather seemed particularly cool.
After intense preparation work, the Baozipu branch on Shen'an Road West Street was officially opened.
On the front of the small building, two big red banners hang down from both sides of the third floor, with words of blessing written on them.
Four bright flower baskets were placed on both sides of the glass door, and a red carpet was laid at the entrance.
Above the gate is a brand-new large signboard with a black background, which reads "Youran Farm Bun Shop" in seven golden official script characters.
Two female greeters in formal attire stood on the sidewalk, smiling and handing out leaflets to passers-by. The leaflets printed food varieties and colors, as well as a 20% discount on all purchases on the first day of opening.
Cracking, crackling, a burst of firecrackers sounded, and then the air was filled with the smell of sulfur. This attracted the attention of many passers-by, who stopped to watch, only to realize that it was a new restaurant opening.
In the city, new stores often open with some formalities. The most common one is to invite local cultural and artistic groups to perform live performances. Pedestrians passing by think that there is a lot of excitement now. In addition, today is the weekend, and there are many people idle. After a while, the Baozi Shop
A group of onlookers gathered outside the door.
Unexpectedly, after waiting for a while, the firecrackers were set off, and there was nothing else except the two female greeters who continued to distribute promotional leaflets. This kind of opening ceremony was really simple.
People who wanted to see the excitement were suddenly disappointed, and everyone started talking with me.
"The owner of this restaurant is so overbearing that he doesn't even want to hire a singer."
"Yes, it would be interesting to see a lion dance."
"Lion dance is too old-fashioned, hip-hop dance is now popular."
"Hip-hop? Isn't that something for little kids to play?"
"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Hot girls dancing in hip-hop are the ones who scream loud enough."
"Hahaha..." the crowd burst into laughter.
On the second floor of the Baozipu branch, Li Youran and Zheng Yan stood side by side, watching the situation downstairs through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.
Zheng Yan was wearing a black suit and a dark brown plaid tie. His hair was neatly combed, and even the leather shoes on his feet were polished. He looked well-groomed.
Li Youran watched for a while and felt that staying here would put more pressure on Zheng Yan, thereby affecting his ability to perform.
So he stretched out his right hand, patted Zheng Yan on the shoulder, and said:
"Manager Zheng, I'm leaving, and I'll leave everything to you."
"Boss, why don't you wait?" Zheng Yan didn't expect that Boss Li would leave so soon, so he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"No, Manager Zheng, I believe you can do a good job."
After Li Youran finished speaking, he turned around and went downstairs, and Zheng Yan quickly followed.
In the kitchen on the first floor, several stacks of steaming trays are taller than people, emitting billowing steam. The kitchen chefs are mixing dough, stuffing stuffing, and fetching water, and it's a busy scene.
In the lobby, waiters dressed in neat uniforms stood in a row, waiting for customers to come.
After days of renovation and cleaning work, the dining environment in the business area looks clean, fresh and pleasant.
Li Youran glanced at it a few more times, nodded to Zheng Yan, and then left through the back door of the bun shop.
Zheng Yan looked at his back, took a deep breath, turned around, walked through the hall, and walked out of the door.
"Dear guests, our Youran Farm Baozi Shop branch officially opened today. In order to thank our friends for their support, we will offer a 20% discount on purchases all day long. This is a rare opportunity, friends, please come in." Zheng Yan smiled and made a gesture.
Invite guests into the store.
Unexpectedly, people outside didn't seem to buy it, and started shouting in all directions.
"It's only 20% off. Every new restaurant has a free tasting event. If you don't eat it, who knows what your steamed buns taste like."
"That Sichuan restaurant in the east opened a few days ago, and they even gave out vouchers to their customers."
"I've never heard of any of your farm bun shops."
"Brother, I'm not in the mood to sell steamed buns these days. Think about it, this guy doesn't dare to do anything these days. Everything that's put on the surface might be causing trouble, let alone the stuffed buns that can't be seen inside. It's not as good as that.
Noodles make people feel more at ease.”
"I'm sorry everyone, our farm bun shop has never had free tasting activities, but I can guarantee that the food in the store is all made of high-quality green natural materials. It is healthy, delicious and genuine. This is also the biggest feature of our Youran Farm brand."
Zheng Yan kept the smile on his face and patiently explained to the crowd of onlookers.
"Isn't that what every store says? It's green and natural. It sounds nice, but who knows what's actually going on?"
"Yes, Lao Wang sells melons and boasts about himself. Who wouldn't say that his goods are good?"
Zheng Yan was secretly annoyed. He didn't expect the customers here to be so difficult to deal with. It was probably because there was no free tasting event that caused dissatisfaction.
But he must not get angry at the customers. He can only continue to be patient.
At this time, a new young man wearing black-rimmed glasses came into the crowd. He looked at the shop sign and asked Zheng Yan a new question.
"Youran Farm looks familiar to me. By the way, there is a Youyou Farm bun shop on Fuchun Road in front of you. Are you its branch?"
"Youyou Farm, when you said that, I remembered it. I had it with my friends last month and the taste was very average."
"The buns at Youyou Farm are not very good, but they only sell them for one yuan and a half each. Your list says three yuan a piece, but with a 20% discount, it's still two yuan and four. The branch store sells them more expensively than the main store, so I don't think so.
That’s wrong.”
Two more people next to the man with glasses echoed.
When Zheng Yan heard this, he was really angry.
He had also heard before that in Nancheng, a few streets away from the bun shop, there were some bun shops with the signs of Youyou Farm and Youyang Farm.
It has developed and grown.
Unexpectedly, before the genuine store here had time to intervene in Beicheng's business, those pirated goods would be the first to get there and open a branch first, stretching out their claws quickly and long enough.
He cleared his throat and said loudly that the superior of his branch was the main store of Youran Farm Baozi Shop located in Shigu Lane, Antai Street, Nancheng, and it had nothing to do with those called Youyou Farm or Youyang Farm.
But no matter what he said, not a single customer was willing to come into the store to make a purchase. They all said that the price was too high and they would only support it if they could try it for free.
When Zheng Yan saw the cold scene, the situation was very embarrassing, so he suddenly changed his original plan and decided to simply change his original plan and send out one hundred and eighty steamed buns and invite everyone present to taste them for free, so as to increase the popularity first.