"Of course, there's a discount. It's a good deal to buy more than 20% off for three days in a row."
"Our master won't come until a while. Hahaha, we have just opened, but the signboard hasn't been made yet. The queue is in the second half of the month, so we'll open first."
Pingan helps the guests pack the cakes while talking and laughing with them. They are warm, friendly, kind and natural, and are getting better and better.
When more people come, they will naturally attract passers-by who do not know why. After all, it is everyone's nature to join in the fun.
When you see that the cakes in this shop are cheap and everyone says they are delicious, then naturally someone will want to try them. After eating, they will know whether they are really delicious.
There is an endless stream of people who come to buy cakes in the morning. They are all around to join in the fun. When we go back to dinner at noon, fewer people come in the afternoon, and only occasionally passers-by come in to have a look.
Ping Ping An is not discouraged. They know that this is the reason why the publicity is not in place. Many people in the city don't know that there is a new pastry shop here. After all, they didn't send out leaflets.
Alas, if they had not been robbed of their money, they would have had the money to make flyers, and their business might have been better.
It's no use thinking about it now. Fortunately, they are not without harvest today. They definitely make money. They make money every time they sell a cake.
In the evening, the staff of Doujiu hall came to call them for dinner.
Ping Ping An hesitates. They also want to see if there are any guests in the evening. They don't want to close the shop so early. The night market here is very busy.
But they agreed to go to dinner.
After thinking about it, I'd better shut down the shop and go to Doujiu Tang with the guys. It's more important to promise my master than to do business.
When they went there, they were a little nervous. Shigong also saw the situation in the morning. At that time, Shigong forced them to ask. They didn't dare to hide it.
However, two people obviously overestimated the season old careful degree.
When he came back in the morning, Ji also wondered why there was no signboard in qingtingfang and there was no decoration in the shop. A man nearby explained to him.
Now the carpenters in Shengzhou City are very busy with orders and orders, and none of them has any spare time.
It's no coincidence that it's safe. If it had come a month earlier, it wouldn't have been like this.
Hey, the conditions don't allow. There's nothing anyone can do about it.
After knowing the reason, Ji put down his heart. When Ping'an came to eat, he didn't ask anything. He just told them to rest and not be tired.
After returning to the shop in the evening, Ping'an calculated the income of the day.
One third of the cakes made in the past two days have been sold, and the cost of buying ingredients has come back.
Although people say that this pastry is very cheap, it is all compared. Compared with other pastry shops, this new shop is really cheap after discount.
If cake is compared with Chinese cabbage, it must be many times more expensive, but it can't be compared. There is no comparability between the two.
At the Zhen style pastry shop on the other street, the guys are worried. Only a small part of the cakes put out today are sold. It's estimated that the boss will get angry.
It's really strange. They usually sell well, but today, except for a few regular customers, no one comes.
The next day, Ping'an took out the cakes that were not sold out yesterday.
Not long after the door opened, a group of guests came. The guests said with a smile that they were recommended by Mr. Ji.
Ping'an was very grateful to Shigong when he was in Leiden, and then there were guests, both men and women.
Some women are picky and ask for other cakes, but each of them is not cheap. It's not like buying snacks, buying a kilo of plum and a handful of melon seeds, so they can't give them away. So they are called stingy and they have nothing to do.
There are few cakes sold by Jin in Qingting square, so when a guest comes up for a Jin, he is speechless.
Maybe it's because their shop looks a little shabby on the surface, so they have a preconception that they don't sell any serious cakes.
At the end of the day, I met several wonderful guests. I felt that I had a lot of tenacity. I had never met them before, but my master was carrying them in front of me at that time.
Master is domineering. He always likes to buy or not, but they don't have the confidence.
No money in hand, panic.
Fortunately, business is getting better day by day, more and more guests are coming, and their money is gradually increasing.
They are happy, but some are not.
Zhen style pastry shop has been haunted in the past seven or eight days. Even the regular customers don't come here any more. There are so many pastries that can't be sold in the shop.
The reason is that there is a new pastry shop on Changchun Street next door, where everyone goes to buy pastries.
The owner of Zhen style pastry shop went to see it in person. When he saw the shabby facade of Qingting square, he didn't think much of it. But when he saw the endless stream of guests in front of Qingting square, he was very sad.The boss of Zhen style pastry shop is the pastry master in the shop. He has been running this shop for more than 20 years, and people in the north of the city go to his house to buy pastries.
In the past, qingtingfang robbed him of his business. However, because qingtingfang was only a small stall and did not often live in Shengzhou City, he didn't care about it. He didn't even bother to haggle with a small stall vendor.
I didn't expect that I didn't care at the beginning, but now the other party climbed up on his head to bully him!
At this time, a group of guests left, and boss Zhen saw the guys in the shop. He said that the guys were not right, and the dress was too decent.
Waiting to see the appearance of these two people, boss Zhen suddenly widened his eyes, it turned out to be them!
As soon as Ping'an saw off a group of guests, he saw a familiar figure coming towards them. Subconsciously, their hearts shrank for a while, but they soon returned to normal and welcomed each other with a smile.
"Boss Zhen, long time no see."
Of course, boss Zhen knows Ping'an. After all, he has been an apprentice under him for seven or eight years. He is still familiar with these two faces, but he didn't expect that the two humble primary school apprentices in the past are so promising now.
Ping Ping'an also remembers the scolding and bossing he used to give them when he saw boss Zhen. It can't be said that boss Zhen is a bad master. After all, although he didn't teach them anything, he only made them servants and bossed them, but he didn't miss their food and clothing. He didn't abuse them. At most, it was verbal reprimand.
Boss Zhen is not a bad tempered person. Even though he is cynical in his heart, he always has the best face. People are used to maintaining his image, and the worst words are "Little Bunnies" and "little bastards".
But Ping'an knows how cold the heart is. He is polite on the face and stabs at the back.