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“What?!” Sun Chunxiang turned pale with fright.
Li Xiangzhi repeated what she just said. She had been helping out here for some time, and Sun Chunxiang had given her quite a few benefits. If all the business was taken away by Ni Yang, wouldn’t she lose out in the future?
After getting a clear understanding of the situation, Sun Chunxiang dropped the bowl she was holding.
She bought a shop?
That damn little bitch actually bought a shop!
Where did she get the money to buy a shop?
Ni Yang had been gone for so long, Sun Chunxiang thought she was dead!
Unexpectedly, she had secretly bought a shop.
For a moment, Sun Chunxiang was both furious and envious.
She was just getting by and Ni Yang came to steal her business again.
How could someone be so shameless?
Then Sun Chunxiang said, “Xiangzhi, go to Ni Yang’s place now and find out if this news is reliable.”
“Okay!” Li Xiangzhi nodded and ran off.
Sun Chunxiang steadied her nerves and continued to serve her customers.
Just then, three noodle-eating customers arrived at the stall. Before they could get seated, a middle-aged woman came from across the street, “Xiaoli, Xiaozhao, Xiaowang, stop eating here. The boss’s Noodle Restaurant opens tomorrow, and you will even get a free Sour Plum Soup!”
“Really?” The three of them were extremely excited.
The middle-aged woman said, “Of course it’s true! Everyone is heading over there now to get familiar with the place. Do you want to go have a look?”
We do, we do!”
Sun Chunxiang, standing in front of the iron pot, turned black with anger and immediately chased after the three customers, saying, “Hey, don’t go! The noodles are already cooked! How about I give you a five cent discount per bowl?”
One of them turned back and said, “No thanks, the flavor here is not as authentic as what the little boss has!”
Three cents a bowl, and they still want it to be more authentic?
“Pah!” Sun Chunxiang spat fiercely on the ground. “Disgusting poor bastards, I don’t even want to do business with you!”
A large crowd had gathered in front of Ni Yang’s shop.
Li Xiangzhi was one of them, standing in the middle of the crowd, tiptoeing and craning her neck to see the renovation inside the shop.
The door was made of glass.
The interior was simply arranged, easy to see at a glance. Pictures of Pickled Fish Noodles were stuck all around the walls. It looked hot with sesame, chili, green onion, and cilantro sprinkled on top, a very visual impact, making people salivate and couldn’t wait to try a bowl.
Color cameras have been introduced in 1936, but at this time, few people used them to photograph dishes for promotion.
Ni Yang must be the first in the city to do this.
To take these photos, Ni Yang spent quite a sum, a luxury few businesses could afford.
No doubt, Ni Yang’s idea was simply too brilliant!
Many onlookers marveled in their hearts that this little boss was really good at doing business!
Some of the other businessmen even planned to copy this business strategy after they got back.
When Li Xiangzhi got back, she told Sun Chunxiang about it.
Upon hearing this, Sun Chunxiang was so furious that she couldn’t stand it. She could already foresee the miserable scene tomorrow!
No, she must come up with a plan to retain her business.
“Is Ni Yang selling a bowl for five cents less tomorrow and also giving out a cup of Sour Plum Soup?” Sun Chunxiang followed up asking.
“Yes.” Li Xiangzhi nodded, “But not everyone gets a five-cent discount, only those with cards get it, but everyone does get a sour plum soup.”
“Okay!” Sun Chunxiang nodded, “Then we’ll sell it for one cent a bowl!”
Since fish was not expensive, the cost of a bowl of noodles was about three cents. Even if they were sold for one cent a bowl, there were still profits to be made, just less than before.
Although she was at a disadvantage in terms of taste, she could drop the price.
Let’s see if Ni Yang has the guts to lower her prices too!
She didn’t believe that if she sold it for one cent a bowl, no one would come to eat!
At around five o’clock the next morning, Ni Yang arrived at the restaurant.
Although the opening time was set for six o’clock, people started lining up around five-thirty.
At around five-forty, a small truck parked in front of the store and five or six workers started arranging flower baskets at the entrance.
Someone also brought a red carpet.
Ni Yang wondered, “Sir, are you sure you’ve got the right place? I didn’t order these things.”
The flower-delivery man checked the delivery note, “It’s 518 Yurtist Road all right. These things were ordered by a Mr. Mo to be delivered here.”
Mr. Mo?
Ni Yang raised her eyebrows slightly, could it be Mo Qishen?
It seemed that there was no one else.
While she was thinking about this, Mo Qishen strolled over with a porcelain cat, “Yangyang, I wish you a successful opening. Here’s a lucky cat for you.”
The lucky cat originated from R Country, and had existed for more than a thousand years. At this time, they were imported goods and quite expensive.
“Thank you.” Ni Yang took it, “I’m sorry to have made you spend.”
Mo Qishen smiled and said, “It didn’t cost much, there’s no need to worry about it.”
At exactly six o’clock in the morning, with the help of Mo Qishen, Ni Yang unveiled the red cloth covering the signboard.
The characters on the sign were simple, just the words “Sour Fish Noodle Restaurant”, which was easy to understand at a glance.
“Yangyang, it’s time for the firecrackers.” Wang Jinfang handed Ni Yang a pack of matches.
Mo Qishen had originally thought that Ni Yang would ask for his help since most girls were afraid of such things.
But Ni Yang didn’t hint at needing any help. She walked directly to the firecrackers, slowly lit the match, and lit the firecrackers. As the firecrackers crackled loudly, Ni Yang calmly turned around.
The moment Ni Yang emerged from the dense smoke, Mo Qishen couldn’t help wondering, was she really not an immortal who had descended from the clouds?
As the firecrackers sounded, the restaurant was instantly filled with customers, “Boss, we need three bowls of noodles over here!”
‘We want five bowls over here!”