Chapter 1338: Don’t Ignore Small Business

But Zhang Yanping's jealousy obviously came too early!

Because that night, Boss Chang also came!

It was already night when he came. He heard Song Tan say that there was a homestay in the village, so he booked a room without saying a word - 999 was nothing to him before, not to mention that he is getting richer now!

So, he booked two more nights.

Compared with the monthly package, this kind of real individual customers can obviously hurt people's hearts more! Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun huddled upstairs and muttered, obviously afraid that their ugly faces of jealousy would be exposed and laughed at by a group of people below.

"Is our positioning wrong?" The gangster brother was miserable and sour.

"No." Xin Jun was still preparing for class - more and more people bought his online class, and he earned several thousand yuan. Many people in the comment area also said that it really helped those children at home who were different from normal people.

He became more cautious about this and was very attentive when preparing for class.

Today, he can no longer be considered Qiao Qiao's tutor, but it is clear that he has already become a member of the old Song family.

Now facing the screen, his answer to Zhang Yanping is particularly concise: "Our money can't pretend to be Lu Chuan's position."

So cruel.

The two of them are heavily in debt and have only managed to put together enough to build a simple homestay. How can they afford the wool and silk that rich people like?

In short, Zhang Yanping is rubbing his hands: "When we open for trial operation, I will make those fishermen unable to stop!"

Monthly discount? ! Not at all! He spent a lot of money to buy fish from Tan Tan, so of course the wool must come from the sheep!

At this moment, the face of the capitalist has already appeared.

Boss Chang didn't know that he existed and had hurt the hearts of two small capitalists. He just woke up from a sleep, stretched in the quilt, felt the smooth silk fabric passing by, and then secretly made up his mind--

Sure enough, money is spent wherever it is good, and he will use such bedding in his home in the future!

Thinking about the tea leaves that he would receive today, he immediately woke up after a good sleep. He got up quickly and decided to rely on his face to get a breakfast.

Who knew that as soon as he went downstairs, he saw a beautiful woman with long curly hair at the front desk cooking something in a pot. She was stirring the pot with a long-handled spoon in her hand, and the air was filled with a sweet fragrance. Boss Chang's eyes wanted to stick to the pot over the bar, and he couldn't wait to ask: "Is this the breakfast provided by the store?"

If the store provides such a fragrant breakfast, then should he go to Lao Song's house for a meal? Or finish this meal first, and then go there for a meal?

He touched his stomach and suddenly he was not very confident about his stomach capacity.

Lu Jing was stunned, then laughed: "Boss Chang, right? Tan Tan asked you to come to his house for dinner this morning, and take a look at the tea leaves."

"The breakfast provided by our store is in the canteen on the mountain, I guess you don't like it - this is the sweet potato balls milk tea given by the store, do you want to drink it? If you want to drink it, wait until the afternoon, the milk from the river beach has not been delivered today."

Boss Chang is a calculating person. At this moment, his mind is full of the yellow sweet potato balls rolling in the pot, and the keywords [river beach] [milk]...

Damn it!

He is really damned!

How could he forget that Song Tan's family has a large pasture?

"They didn't kill cattle and sheep for meat behind my back, did they?" He asked nervously while lying on the bar.

"Ah?" Lu Jing was stunned, thought for a while, and then said: "It seems not... After all, when the cattle and sheep were brought back, most of them were pregnant."

That season happened to be the breeding season.

Boss Chang was relieved.

It doesn't matter if he didn't buy it, just don't let others get there first. Last year, at the pig-killing banquet, he saw that he was only given a pair of pig trotters for five big white pigs in the whole day. He felt so painful!

Thinking of this, the sweet potato dumplings in front of him seemed not so fragrant. He hurriedly said, "Then I'll go over there."

He took two steps and turned back: "Call me when the milk tea is ready in the afternoon."

...

He came just in time. The old Song family was having breakfast. Boss Chang didn't show any courtesy. He greeted them and went into the kitchen. Seeing the seventh cousin making pancakes, he couldn't help but feel happy again!

"Chef Song! I miss your cooking skills so much! Oh, Master Qian in our store praises you every day, and says that Master Jiang is happy here too..."

His lips chattered, and his hands moved quickly. He took a plate and took away two leek boxes, and then a thin, oily leek vermicelli egg pancake.

After getting all these, he turned over a large bowl and filled himself with porridge. Then he found a salted duck egg and brought it to the restaurant.

He drank a spoonful of the hot porridge first, carefully feeling the sweetness and softness of the rice. Then he knocked the salted duck egg twice on the top, peeled off the shell, and put a chopstick into the duck egg to stir it twice.

Seeing the oily butter flowing out, he quickly peeled off the skin again, and put the whole salted duck egg into the porridge bowl after stirring it into crumbs. The porridge was slowly reaching the edge of the bowl!

He hurried forward and took a big sip!

"Slurp..."

Oh! Finally got it! This luxurious breakfast, which is different from the one in his own store, is so enjoyable!

Zhang Yanping on the side was stunned: "Boss Chang, your family buys so many things every day, don't you dare to taste them yourself?"

It shouldn't be, they are not so greedy when eating these meals now.

When Boss Chang saw the gangster, he subconsciously shrank back and moved his bowl. After a moment, he realized what was happening in the other's big eyes like copper bells, so he sat up straight as if nothing had happened and sighed:

"You don't understand, the price of this duck egg has increased this year, 128 yuan per serving, and I feel like I'm eating my own money when I eat a bite."

"I'm not reluctant to eat it, but the mood is different... It's heavy!"

"Wait a minute, didn't you say that ducks don't lay eggs in spring? How come there are salted duck eggs at home? Why don't you sell them to me if you have good things!"

Zhang Yanping: "..."

First of all, they sold this salted duck egg to Boss Chang for 20 yuan each, and it has nothing to do with them that he sold it for 128 yuan... But he personally marveled first!

Secondly, it's understandable. If he could sell the salted duck eggs every morning for 128 yuan, he would feel burdened when eating it.

Finally…

“It’s not like there are no duck eggs in the spring. Even if there are few, it’s enough for the family.”

“It’s not appropriate to sell you 10 or 8 extra eggs!”

“Why is it inappropriate?” Boss Chang has taken a bite of the chive box. The tender green spring chives are paired with golden egg pieces. Just adding oil and salt is enough to make it delicious. He eats it with a big mouthful of food, and his mouth is also a big mouthful of words: “Don’t give up because the business is small!”

“What’s wrong with 10 salted duck eggs? There are many people who want them in my store! I wanted to say this last year. We are really not afraid of being accused of hunger marketing!” (End of this chapter)