Did the tavern owner cook Chinese food today?

Relying on the novel name of Wife Cake, this pastry once again pushed a wave of Nianhua.Part of the eyes focused on this end, and they came to the desserts, and the operating income was increasing.

Hawley routinely checks the account books every half a month, Mr. Ted reports incessantly, and Heidi stands by, occasionally adding a few words.

"Boss, more than ten days have passed, and the income from milk tea is a bit..." Ted didn't finish his sentence directly. The little boss flipped through the account books, lowered his eyes and nodded, clearly knowing in his heart that he didn't express his full meaning.

A piece of milk tea is like a cliff fault: if it was a continuous ridge a few days ago, what it shows now is just a low and gentle hill.

It can also be found through the situation of the back kitchen that the supply of milk tea has decreased significantly recently, and the back kitchen has had a little leftover milk tea since a certain day.

Generally, this should be normal.But as soon as Nianhua's milk tea was on the shelves, it was almost sold out one or two hours before closing every day.

Looking carefully, Hawley found that most of the customers on the purchase records came from the second-floor box rooms—little nobles and businessmen with a little spare money.These customers occupy a large proportion.

Purchases from the commoner class were much smaller.

Twirling his white beard with his fingertips, Ted suddenly remembered something: "I heard that it's called...Groot, right? Yes, the Grote Tavern is selling milk tea recently."

"That's right." Heidi replied, and she shrugged off her tail with her hand, "I bought their milk tea the day before yesterday and drank it with my brother. They only sell 3 copper coins, which is one less than ours. "

"There are many people queuing up to buy milk tea in the tavern, but the taste..."

As Heidi said, thinking back, her lower lip was hidden in her teeth, and her thin eyebrows were knotted into knots: "It's...not good. Their tea leaves were not filtered clean, and they floated in your mouth like sand. The milk taste is very fishy, ​​in short, it is far worse than our milk tea."

She couldn't understand why people would accept Grote's Tavern, given the disparity between the two.

Ted patted her head and smiled helplessly: "My good boy, when you hear that people around you are praising a kind of bread, and there are two bakeries right in front of you—one selling 5 coppers and the other selling 7 coppers." .”

"You know that the bread with 7 coppers is more delicious, and you have some money on hand today, which one would you choose?"

"7 copper coins!" Heidi replied without hesitation.

"Okay, let's imagine another scenario: After taking it home, you find that your family members also like it very much. But such delicious bread is not something you can enjoy every day. For a period of time, just eat it a few times occasionally.

“It occurs to you that there’s another similar bread that tastes okay and is barely affordable so you and your family can eat it without waiting days.

"Little Heidi, calculate the expenses with me: buy the two kinds of bread ten times, and sell one at a time, how many copper coins will the final difference between the two be?"

Ted's question was very simple to Heidi. She had memorized the multiplication table proficiently, so she didn't need to think about it, and replied directly: "20 coins."

At this time, Heidi suddenly realized.In the past, when my elder brother went out to do work, she basically took care of the household bills.So quickly understand the significance of 20 copper coins.

Sacrificing a little bit of appetite, try to save expenses.Just looking at such a small amount of money, it seems that it can be spent within two days.Once it takes a long time, it will become a lot of expenses.

So what should they do now?Heidi looked at the boss, but saw that Holly's expression was flat, the same as usual.

"Supplied as usual," he said calmly.

Like the previous lemon juice, Hollida never thought of monopolizing the market and beverages when he decided to make these foods.

On the contrary, he wants them to be like stars, secretly infiltrating the crowd, shining brightly at a certain moment; blooming like a spring day.

The phenomenon at the moment shows that the first step in the spread of Chinese food and alcohol across the continent has already been taken.

But this time the object was quite special - the Grote Tavern - the lion-hybrid orc, the owner named Dickens, should be a member of the Juniper Chamber of Commerce.

That means that the milk tea operation at the Grote Tavern may not have the support of the Juniper Chamber of Commerce.

At present, there are so many trends that want to fight a price war with him, so let's just wait and observe for a while.

"Spread your feet further, and keep your center of gravity steady. You are swinging it, not it is leading you."

Holly stood with his hands behind his back, and the wooden sword behind his back stood with his master.

The wind of the sword scraped against his face, and Wilmer on the opposite side breathed heavily, and repeatedly waved the wooden sword in his hand.This sword was custom-made for him by Hawley. The core is filled with lead, and it is quite heavy to lift, let alone swing.

"Not bad, how long have you been swinging?" Bobby crawled by the window, gnawing on half an apple.

"A quarter of the candlelight time." About 10 minutes later, Hawley turned his head to where the candlelight was.

Raising his arm suddenly, Holly took out the wooden sword behind him, and it happened to hit Wilmer's blade in front of him!

The wooden swords clanged and collided, Hawley held the sword with one hand, and Wilmer held the handle with both hands, struggling to resist his increasing strength.

After about 30 seconds, he finally withdrew his hand and said, "Take a break first."

After eating the cores, Bobby went downstairs and threw the cores into the mule's trough.Witnessing this scene, Bobby joked, "Why did you go to the Knights of Light, and you didn't stay for a few days, and you still learned those prudish knight postures?"

Bobby spoke with his back to Holly when he was washing his hands, so he didn't notice that the apprentice was slightly stiff in the first place.

Just as he wiped off the sweat that blurred his vision, Wilmer clearly saw that the unnatural look flashed across Holly's face.

He was puzzled in his heart, but he didn't say much, hiding his doubts.

They didn't go to the tavern today, the place where they live in the city is the Nianhua tavern.

The morning light is faint, and after the daily routine training is over, the sky is already bright.Someone knocked on the door of the tavern one after another, and they began to prepare the ingredients from last night.

Today, the Leopard brothers and sisters came very early, and the cleaner opened the door for them.As soon as the door was opened a crack, the door was pushed open, and a whirlwind blew the cleaner down again and again.

"Sorry, we have something to do with the boss." Heidi couldn't run like her brother, even though she was anxious inside. "Mr Cowper, where is the boss?"

"Back kitchen." The cleaner answered blankly.

Heidi raised her voice to tell Eric who was running away, and her brother raised his hand to signal that he heard the shout.Then he turned to the back kitchen and disappeared.

"Boss!" Eric breathed slightly, pawing at the door frame, "The Grote Tavern is selling wife cakes!"

"It's only been less than four days..." Bobby said in surprise.

It stands to reason that in four days, if you have samples and are willing to put in a lot of effort, it can indeed be done.

Regarding this point, Hawley has doubts in his heart and will not take it lightly.

"They call it a baked sugar pie." Eric took out a small piece of pie wrapped in a clean cloth towel from his arms, and put it on the table.

The crust of the small pie was burnt yellow, and its appearance was not as good as Nian Hua's.Holly twisted a piece of cake and put it in his mouth.

The dough is relatively dry, slightly hard, and the puff pastry is not very delicate.The filling inside is lack of sugar flavor, there are glutinous rice, sesame seeds, they also put some peanuts, as if deliberately distinguishing it from them, and adding some originality.

"How much?" Holly frowned.

Eric said: "Three pies and nine copper coins."

A full 3 copper coins cheaper than them.

In terms of cost, Hawley is already taking the road of small profits but quick turnover.The intention of Grote Tavern's actions could not be more obvious.

Not only did he want to fight a price war, but he also focused on making competing products for his products, trying to seize market share and squeeze him out.

You know, Hawley is unwilling to make all the Chinese food and drinks exclusively for the nobles.Chinese food originated from the people and was born in the people. It is a flavor that everyone can touch.

But looking at it now, the two-handed approach in the initial period may become very strenuous.

Behind the Grote Tavern is the Juniper Chamber of Commerce, and there are many merchant members from the main city of Jota in the Juniper Chamber of Commerce.

At present, there is only one. If the Juniper Chamber of Commerce decides to open up all restaurants to use this trick, then the Golden Rose Manor will not be able to provide him with any positive help until the fermentation and pickling of white wine, rice wine, fruit wine and other seasonings are completed.

At that time, Nianhua will fight several times, and will fall into vicious competition with most restaurants.This kind of thing has really been done by the Juniper Chamber of Commerce, and it is used to deal with merchants who refused to give in before.

He is not Ye Wen, he can't pat his chest and say: "I want to hit ten!"

It is absolutely not advisable to follow the price reduction competition mindlessly. Even if you finally climb out of the sea of ​​​​blood and fight your way out, Nianhua will definitely lose his vitality.

To put it bluntly, everyone loses and loses, and it is nothing more than "injuring one thousand enemies and eight hundred self-injuries".

Thinking about this, Holly gradually built up an idea.

……

Candlelight shines on the room, beside the dim yellow wall, Holly sits at the table, writing like a snake.

There are two beds in the house, which are respectively placed against the walls on both sides.Wilmer lay down on the bed on the left, wrapped the quilt tightly, and thought about the problems Hawley had left for him.

If you float in the middle of the river, the enemies behind will be chasing you.Let off steam and drift downstream, and you'll engage the enemy with only half the chance of success.

If you lose, you will be completely helpless; if you win, there is a half probability that you will be submerged by the river due to exhaustion, and you will eventually fall into the waterfall and be crushed to pieces.

After thinking for a long time, it seemed that there was only one way to go, but Wilmer didn't choose directly.

The still air was finally broken, and he said: "I will try to go upstream, even against the current. Use up the enemy's strength, and wait until then to consider whether to fight him."

Hawley hung his right hand on the half control, put down his pen, and turned to Wilmer.

He saw that Holly's eyes were full of relief and recognition, and his heart was full of enthusiasm.

Immediately afterwards, the man got up quickly and rushed to his bed.Lifting the quilt, the field of vision became completely dark.

On top of his head was Holly rubbing his head desperately through the quilt, and a muffled voice came in from outside: "You want to be with me, how old are you kid? Why are you so smart!"

The two made a fuss, and the tense and stagnant atmosphere at the end of the day dissipated in an instant.

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Really can't take the title, help!