The Beginning of Siheyuan: The Pig Killer of Qinjia Village

At 4:30 in the afternoon, Chang Wei drove back to the Liang family.

I bought a hundred sets of bowls and chopsticks on the way. There were no disposable ones in those days, so the cold noodles had to be served with something! The bowls and chopsticks were washed clean after use, and people in later generations were not as particular about it.

He carried the dishes and chopsticks to the door and entered the house. Qin Huairu and the others had already prepared fifty sheets of cold noodles and were waiting for him to come back.

"Huai Ru, La Di, wash the dishes and chopsticks. You two will go to the intersection between the machine repair factory and the residential area to deliver the cold noodles. Divide one cold noodle into two portions. After mixing, you can try it for free. We will officially sell it tomorrow."

Liang Ladi asked curiously. "Brother Wei, free? Then we are losing money, right?"

Chang Wei laughed and explained. "It's not a loss, we call it attracting customers. Silly girl, when we start selling it, not everyone will be willing to spend 1.5 cents to buy it, because they don't know if it tastes good. But after eating it for free, it's different, they will be greedy for a bargain. It tastes good, and when you see it the next day, you will be tempted, how can you not buy it? It's not expensive, only 1.5 cents a serving."

Qin Huairu asked. "Boss, the machine repair shop is closed today, so we still need to meet people, right?"

"At first, I just greeted people twice. As more people came, they would follow the crowd and curiously come over to take a look. They would know everything by asking each other, just like when I was selling meat..."

After explaining things to Qin Huairu and Liang Ladi, Chang Wei began to help the Liang family move.

There aren’t many things, just some daily necessities and clothes, and the furniture is all from the original house.

The truck bed was less than half full when the whole load was easily pulled away.

When they arrived at the new yard, they moved things very quickly, but it was troublesome to pack up, so the Liang Fengnian couple had to do it together.

The main house was left for Chang Wei and his family, while the elderly couple Liang Feng lived in the east wing.

The west wing and the ear room are still empty, reserved for the children to live in in the future.

Qin Huairu and Liang Ladi are here.

The two of them came to the intersection. Although the machine repair factory was not working, the workers lived here and had to pass this intersection to go out to buy groceries. Some people who went out to play during their break also came back one after another, so there were still many people.

The clever Qin Huairu even found a wooden board and put it on the front of the car with the words "Spicy cold noodles, free trial" written on it.

Seeing a group of middle-aged women and young wives coming back from shopping, Qin Huairu perked up and took the opportunity to say hello. "Delicious spicy cold noodles, free sample, only one per person, first come first served..."

Liang Ladi was a little embarrassed, but seeing Qin Huairu was so generous in saying so, she also tried to say so. "Don't miss it if you pass by, the spicy cold noodles, free trial, only one serving per person, first come first served."

Oh, it's not embarrassing at all...

"You won't be cheated or taken advantage of by the free trial. If it tastes good, you can buy it tomorrow. If it doesn't taste good, you won't be cheated either..."

The aunties and young wives all like to take advantage of small bargains. When they heard it was free, they grumbled a few words and a group of people came over.

"Girl, what is this? Is it really free?"

"Yeah! You're not lying to us, are you?"

……

"Aunties, this is called Liangpi. It tastes cool and refreshing in summer. I guarantee you will never forget it after eating it." Qin Huairu smiled gently, and took out a piece of Liangpi, cut it into strips on the chopping board, mixed it with seasoning and cucumber, and put it in a bowl. "Today is really a free trial, tomorrow it will be 1.5 cents per serving. You can try it to see if it tastes good, anyway, you won't lose anything." After saying that, she handed the bowl and chopsticks to the aunt in the front.

The aunt quickly took it, slung the basket over her arm, and started eating right in front of her. After taking two bites, she asked with shining eyes, "Girl, this is really delicious, can you give me an extra portion so I can take it home?"

Qin Huairu replied with a gentle smile. "Auntie, I'm sorry, the free sample is limited to one serving per person."

A young wife asked, "Aunt Shen, is it really delicious?"

"It's free anyway, try it, it's really delicious."

"Give me one, girl."

"Give me one too."

……

An auntie started the process, and more and more people gathered behind her. Half an hour later, there were fifty pieces of cold noodles. Qin Huairu saw that there were so many people, so she cut each piece into three portions, and there were still not enough for more than a hundred pieces.

There were still dozens of people present who had not eaten yet. Some of them shouted that they were willing to pay for it and asked Qin Huairu and others to go back and get some more.

Qin Huairu explained patiently. "Everyone, I'm sorry, but the more than 100 servings for today's tasting are gone. It takes half a pound of noodles to make a sheet of cold noodle, and it takes a long time. We can't make it in time today, so we'll set up a stall in front of the machine repair factory tomorrow afternoon, and it'll be 1.5 cents per serving. If you think it's delicious, you're welcome to patronize us."

"It's delicious but hard to make. No wonder it's so rare. It's only 1.5 cents a serving, not expensive. You must come tomorrow afternoon! I haven't had enough of this yet."

"Yes, make more tomorrow. Many of us haven't had any yet. Everyone says it's delicious, and 1.5 cents isn't expensive."

……

Many people made reservations to eat there.

Qin Huairu smiled gently. "You all know good food. Let me tell you, this cold noodle was once only available in the palace, and ordinary people like us can't have it. Some nobles love it so much that even a table full of delicious food can't compare to it."

After chatting with the crowd for a while and making an appointment to buy cold noodles in front of the machine repair factory at noon tomorrow, Qin Huairu and Liang Ladi pushed their tricycles home through the crowd.

Thinking of so many people wanting to buy Liangpi, Liang Ladi asked excitedly, "Sister Huairu, so many people want to buy it, can we make more tomorrow?"

Qin Huairu was also surprised by the popularity of cold noodles. Logically, she should make more, but she was used to it and felt that it would be best to ask Chang Wei and let him make the decision. "Sister Ladi, I can't make up my mind about this either. Let's go back and ask the head of the family."

This is Chang Wei.

He couldn't help with the cleanup and put things in order, so he sat there for a while with nothing to do and decided to go see how Qin Huairu and Liang Ladi were doing with their cold noodles.

As soon as I walked out of the hospital, I saw two women in the alley pushing tricycles back with happy faces.

He asked in surprise. "Huai Ru, Ladi, you guys finished delivering so quickly?"

Qin Huairu immediately recounted the story with excitement. "Boss, you have no idea how popular it is..."

Liang Ladi also agreed. "That's right! Brother Wei, many people didn't get to eat, and they all asked to buy it tomorrow afternoon. Do you think we should make more?"

Chang Wei smiled and stepped forward to help push the tricycle into the yard. "There are only a few people in the machine repair shop, so we can't make too many. We only sell a hundred a day. Scarcity makes things valuable. If we make too many, people will get tired of it, and it will only be popular for a few days. So we have to make sure that those who are late don't get to eat it, and it's on a first-come, first-served basis. In this way, they will be very active in buying cold noodles. At the same time, more people will talk about it, and word of mouth will spread. People will come to try it, which will invisibly drive the flow of people, and the cold noodles will be popular for a long time."

Liang Ladi's eyes are always filled with admiration, with stars in them. How lucky am I to have met a man like Brother Awei in my life...

Qin Huairu secretly admired him. He was indeed the head of our family. He had a good brain and could think long-term...

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