County, North Street, Market.
3:30 in the afternoon.
The market on North Street was much more lively than the street near the family building in the Kuangqu.
There were many mobile stalls here. Some were pushing flatcarts, some were three-wheeled motorcycles, and there were also a few small four-wheeled trucks.
It was lively and crowded.
The market was open all day, both in the morning and afternoon.
There were many kinds of things on sale, including food, fruits, daily necessities, clothing, and antiques...
The stalls were mobile. Some of them left when they were sold out or there was no business. Immediately, other stalls replaced them.
Li Xia found an opportunity to drive the donkey cart into the empty space.
The stall next to him sold candied haws and oranges. There was no competition.
The old man selling candied haws saw that Li Xia was selling buns on the cart and smiled.
"Young man, are you new here? Moreover, he didn't come to the market often, right?”
Li Xia took out the plastic bag and the bamboo clip to hold the buns as he replied,""Yes, Sir, do I look unfamiliar to you?”
The old man shook his head and said,"It's not that you look unfamiliar. As long as you understand the situation of the market here, you will know that you shouldn't be selling buns."?”
"Oh?" Li Xia asked. Why can't I sell buns?"
The old man smiled mysteriously and did not answer.
The orange stall owner on the right said,"Young man, don't you know that the only steamed buns sold in our North Street Market are Chen's and Zhang's?”
"Are there only these two steamed buns?" Li Xia asked curiously. Are there no other bun stalls?"
"There was before, but now there is none."
"Why?"
"Because the customers only recognize the buns from Chen and Zhang. Both of them are my accounts. I've been selling here for more than ten years, and the buns are so delicious. Do you think other bun stalls will still have business?”
The old man selling candied hawthorns shook his head and praised the buns of the two families. He closed his eyes and relished the taste of the buns.
The uncle selling oranges said," These two old brands have a special tacit understanding. Chen's will set up a stall in the morning and Zhang's will set up a stall in the afternoon. They don't compete with each other."”
"However, there's no such thing as snatching business. As long as they set up a stall, the buns will definitely be sold out.”
The orange seller pointed at a crowd more than ten meters away. A group of people lined up to buy things.
Steam was rising from the top of the stall. It should be Zhang's steamed buns that were sold in the afternoon.
Business was indeed good.
"I didn't go back for lunch. I had Zhang's buns for lunch. They were really delicious.”
The uncle who sold oranges clicked his tongue. He looked like he had eaten Zhang Ji's steamed buns. His face was filled with happiness and satisfaction.
The tanghulu seller comforted Li Xia,"
"Young man, it's okay. Take it as a lesson today. Tomorrow, don't sell buns. Sell other pastries, such as hemp balls, beef ears, oil fruits...”
Steamed buns were a staple food, and they were just needed.
As for Ma Yuan, beef ears, and other deep-fried things, they were considered snacks.
Steamed buns could be eaten as rice, but snacks could not be eaten as rice.
Therefore, it was definitely because the steamed buns sold well. The sales of Ma Yuan and the other things definitely could not compare to the steamed buns.
Li Xia just smiled and didn't say anything to the two stall owners.
Whether the buns could be sold depended entirely on whether they tasted good or not.
There was nothing wrong with the taste of his buns. Perhaps the uncle saw that he was young and thought that he could not make any delicious buns.
Li Xia took out a piece of cardboard and wrote the price list with a charcoal pencil.
[Pork stuffed buns: 19 cents/piece]
Steamed Bun with Chives and Shrimp: 1.7 cents per bun
Chinese cabbage sauce meat stuffed buns: 15 cents/piece
Li Xia set the market price. At most, there would be a price difference of one or two cents. It would not have much of an impact.
Seeing that Li Xia was unmoved, the old man selling candied haws continued to sell the buns confidently.
Sir System shook his head. He was young and impetuous.
The orange seller glanced at Li Xia's cardboard and asked curiously,"
"Eh? Young man, the buns you sell have such fillings? Chives and prawns? Cabbage sauce meat?"
In this era, the buns sold were mainly pork buns and vegetarian buns. There were very few types.
The uncle who sold oranges had only heard of cabbage buns and chives buns, but he had never heard of chives, prawns, and cabbage sauce.
He felt a little curious.
What would the taste of shrimp wrapped in stuffing be like?
Would the cabbage sauce taste good?
" I came up with these two fillings myself," Li Xia explained." I'm trying them out to see if they sell well."”
"Young man, you're still trying to create a new variety?" The old man selling candied haws said.!”
"Let's sell the pork buns first.”
Pork buns were the most acceptable buns for the public, and everyone liked to eat them.
Therefore, a pork bun that could be made to the extreme taste was a truly good bun.
Li Xia didn't care about Sir System's cold water and started shouting.
"Selling buns, selling buns, big buns with thin skin and filling. I guarantee that you will want to eat a second one after eating the first one!”
……
The uncle selling candied haws and the uncle selling oranges looked at each other, then shook their heads with a smile.
No matter how loudly you shout your slogan, the customers won't recognize your buns.
How could your steamed buns be better than Zhang's steamed buns?!
……
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