Chapter 110 A big joke

Qu Fulan immediately remembered that two strange masters and servants had come to the store before. At that time, she decided that they were coming to the store to try it out, but she didn't expect that they were from "Tingyalou".

"It really tastes the same?" she asked.

Manager Yu has been a shopkeeper for so many years, and he has some means. He took out a pre-packaged milk tea from the counter and handed it to Qu Fulan.

"I asked someone to help me buy a few servings today. I have eaten them myself. It's really fine. This serving is for the girl. The girl can try it, but it's been a bit longer, and the taste may have changed a little."

Qu Fulan took the water bag and opened the lid, took a sip.

In fact, this is what you pack. You will use your own clean water bag to pack, otherwise you will eat it in a bowl or cup in the store.

The taste is indeed the same. Although there are some differences, the guests cannot detect it.

He is a powerful person. Without knowing the formula, he can not only make the formula by mouth, but also make it.

"What should I do?" Manager Yu was a little worried, worried that the customer would be stolen, and the restaurant returned to the lifeless state he used to be.

Qu Fulan said, "The raw materials for this milk tea are just that, so it's not surprising that someone can make it. Now it's 'Tingyalou', and there may be other restaurants in the future. This may be a good thing."

There is no way to have anything completely monopolized in the world, and there are always people who can make similar tricks.

"What's more, our restaurants don't rely on milk tea to make a living, don't worry."

Qu Fulan took the account book and went back. On the way, he saw the sales of the restaurant today, which was a little worse than yesterday.

This is normal. Yesterday it was the storytelling day of three days, so the guests were naturally full, and there were not so many guests today.

Therefore, when the bookstore comes to promote it, the effect is not very obvious, because the guests who have heard of it have scattered to other restaurants today.

Qu Fulan returned to Lixiangyuan and first made a work summary, then started writing and painting.

Qu Fulan was making a summary, and Ji Nishang was also making a summary of the plan.

People who know how to do business are like this, and they are comparing who cares about whom they care about.

"I plan to empty out other shops in the southeast, southwest and northwest directions and make them into milk tea shops alone. The name is 'Xiao Ji Milk Tea'. What do my aunt think?"

Mrs. Xiao was so happy that she saw the significantly increased turnover.

"Sure enough, you are really my lucky star. Just do what you said. As long as we open stores in the four directions of southeast, west and north, we will seize the opportunity. In the future, if we want to open the "Huajianfu" again, we will not be able to compare with us."

That's what Ji Nishang thought. It's like opening a restaurant. The first one opened first. As long as the taste is not too bad, it will always be better than the later business and there are more repeat customers.

"You have been busy with the restaurant these days. Next, you can finally take a breath after the milk tea shop is renovated. I'll see what banquets there will be in the capital city these days, and then take you out to relax."

This is what I mean to bring Ji Nishang into your circle.

Ji Nishang hurriedly got up and saluted her aunt, "Thank you for your love."

"You kid, you are just modest."

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There was an extra cousin in Pei's mansion, plus the third girl and Miss Cheng, and several girls went to the old lady's yard to chat with the old lady, which was lively.

He also accompanied the old lady to the garden and there were a lot of maids and mothers behind him to serve him.

Qu Fulan was not included, and Pei Shizi didn't go, so she naturally didn't have to go with her to serve her.

At this time, the two were in the study, sitting one by the other, each working their own.

The incense burner in the house was burning, emitting a refreshing fragrance.

Behind the study is a large column and a rockery. Water flows down the rockery. It is connected with a bamboo pole and sets it to the top of the study. The gurgling water covers the entire roof. There are ice cubes inside. The wind blows from the bamboo forest. The house is refreshing and more comfortable than an air-conditioned room.

Eleven knocked on the door and handed the letter to Qu Fulan. This was the news sent to her by the shopkeepers every day, as well as the things she asked her to do, and reported the progress every day.

She opened the letter and looked at it. There was nothing special, but she replied a few words and handed them over to Eleven.

Today’s bookstore has not sent any news. I think it is the customers accumulated yesterday. Everyone is very busy in the morning, and the shopkeeper has to get the news in the afternoon.

Qu Fulan had a rough estimate in his mind, and he was still as stable as Mount Tai's writing and painting.

Although Pei Shizi was right next to her, he did not have any extra time to ask about her. At most, he glanced at her while drinking tea and passed.

Time passes without realizing it.

Compared to the comfort here, Manager Wu was already sweating profusely on the other side, and his heart was really painful and happy.

There were many people waiting at the door of the store early this morning. It was obvious that the servants who came to buy books for their masters. When the shopkeeper opened the door, they almost failed to break through the door.

Manager Wu thought he would take a breath after a while, but who knew that he had sent off a group of guests and another group came. Finally, everyone lined up to check out the bill.

At first, Manager Wu could still watch from the side and maintain order from time to time, and later.

"The shopkeeper, the 1,000 copies of "Journey to the West" have been sold halfway. According to this trend, I'm afraid it will be gone again by night."

The shopkeeper immediately asked the three or four guys in the store to print books at the back, and he watched alone in front, checking out the bill for the customers, while nagging everyone to take their time, without any rush, there will be something.

This busyness can only stop and take a breath until noon.

The shopkeeper sat at the door and gasped, and then smiled open.

This is the first time he has seen such a grand occasion since he became the shopkeeper.

This is just that I was so busy at the beginning. After the printers yesterday took a day and a night off, they would start to be responsible for printing during the day tomorrow, and they would be able to ensure inventory at all times in the future.

At that time, he will have time to write his own script.

Manager Wu was happy, and Manager Zhang from another company’s “Furi Bookstore” looked bad.

Standing at the door, looking at it, one after another, saw people walking towards the "Wanjuan Bookstore". Several of them passed by the door of his shop, and no matter how he shouted, it was useless.

"I didn't have any business yesterday, why did it suddenly happen? A book called "Journey to the West" is so charming?"

A scholar-like man walked out of the store and saw the popular business of "Wanjuan Bookstore", squinted his eyes.

He was the apprentice of Manager Wu, Cai Youliang.

"You'll know if you ask someone to buy one and come back to take a look."

At the same time, Ji Nishang received the news.

"It is said that "Journey to the West" was written by a senior named Wu, and today's "Wanju Bookstore" is also selling "Journey to the West". Coincidentally, the shopkeeper of this bookstore's surname is Wu."
Chapter completed!