"Three kinds of cakes, two thousand each." That's six thousand, which is far from the number in Ding Xiang's mind.

So, Ding Xiang shook her head: "No, it's too little, there's no profit."

"Ah?" The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed, and his refusal was a bit too direct.

Ding Xiang was always direct in doing things, so she said to the shopkeeper: "If we order 50,000 pieces, we can still negotiate the price."

"Shopkeeper, I actually make very little money from this pastry. If you set such a high price and still want to lower the price, it's like my work was in vain."

At this time, the dishes Ding Xiang wanted were also brought up.

In a short time, all the dishes were served.

But the shopkeeper hasn't made up his mind yet and is thinking about something.

Ding Xiang was not in a hurry, and greeted the shopkeeper with a smile: "Have you eaten the shopkeeper's lunch? If not, why not eat some together?"

Of course, Ding Xiang was just being polite, but the implication was actually a reminder to the shopkeeper that they were about to eat. If he hadn't figured it out yet, he could go back and think about it slowly.

However, this silly shopkeeper actually agreed and asked the second brother to come over and give him more chopsticks.

Ding Xiang's face froze, and then she heard the shopkeeper say to her: "Ms. Ding, I'll pay for this meal. I'll ask for more, up to ten thousand, do you think it can be cheaper?"

This table of food, Ding Xiang considered, was only five or six taels of silver.

This shopkeeper does know how to do favors.

However, if he wants 10,000 yuan per person, it can be a little cheaper for him.

"Since the shopkeeper is so sincere, I will make some concessions. Donkey rolling is 1.6 cents, fortune cake is 2.8 cents, and rice duck eggs are 4.8 cents." "This is already the lowest price. If the shopkeeper still can't accept it,

Then we won’t be able to do this business.”

To be honest, this price was actually given because he took the initiative to treat guests.

"Okay, it's a deal!" The shopkeeper finally stopped worrying and made the final decision.

Ding Xiang calculated in her mind that from this business, she would have more than thirty taels of silver including principal and interest.

Although the price was a little lower, she made twenty-five taels of silver just from this single transaction by the shopkeeper of Qingfenglou.

A little bit, secretly cool.

According to the old rules, let the shopkeeper make a deposit of ten taels of silver first, and then the balance will naturally be settled after taking delivery of the goods.

The shopkeeper was a little dissatisfied when he heard that he couldn't deliver the goods to his door.

"Shopkeeper, the main reason is that my family doesn't have enough manpower to deliver goods from house to house. Besides, those companies also come to the agreed place to pick up the goods."

Ding Xiang seemed to have thought of the shopkeeper's concerns again, and quickly explained: "Don't worry, the place where you can get the goods is not far away, right at the gate of Ping'an Town."

"Okay then." For the time being, this is all we can do.

Later, I don’t know who leaked the news. Many shopkeepers or pastry shop owners came to Qingfeng Building to look for Dingxiang.

This lunch was quite unsettling.

Looking at the people who wanted to cooperate with her, Ding Xiang finally couldn't help it anymore.

To the people who were crowding around her and wanting to cooperate with her, she said loudly: "Can everyone wait for me to finish the meal first?!"

Ding Xiang found that her head hurt even more when business came.

I don't know where these people came from. Seven or eight of them showed up, and each of them ordered ten thousand pastries.

Good guy, if there are seven or eight people, that would be seventy or eighty thousand.

Thinking about the fact that there are only 20 female workers at home, working overtime, they can only make 60,000 to 70,000 pastries a day at most.

Therefore, with so many orders, she cannot take them all.

Or, you can arrange delivery according to the scheduled time.

The bosses who came to the door, in order to show their sincerity, all said that they would treat Ding Xiang to the meal.

As a result, I was told that Dingxiang had already asked the shopkeeper of Qingfeng Building to treat him to this meal.

Ding Xiang was speechless, there were still people vying for this treat.

The time when those people came over happened to be lunch time. In order to let Ding Xiang have a good lunch, they also sat down and ordered food.

And later, there was a steady stream of businessmen coming here, all wanting to cooperate with Dingxiang.

Soon, the lobby was filled with people.

When the shopkeeper of Qingfeng Tower saw this scene, he was so excited that he looked at Lilac as if he were looking at the God of Wealth.

Just now he paid for Ding Xiang's meal even though he was still a little bit pained, but now it seems that he didn't suffer at all.

Finally, she could use her chopsticks to eat. Ding Xiang didn't think about those troublesome things and asked her son to use her chopsticks with Little Golden Toad.

The signature dish she ordered was braised lion head.

Just by looking at the appearance, it seems to be pretty good, and it smells pretty good too.

As a result, she picked up a lion's head and took a bite, then frowned.

In terms of taste, compared with what she makes, it is far inferior.

However, even though she was disgusted to death, as a thrifty person, she still ate the whole braised lion head.
Chapter completed!