Chapter 283: Chapter 283: Setting up a Stall in Kun City 2
Zhong Lin mustered up her courage and asked, "What kind of buns do you have here? How much are they?"
Xue Binghan leaned over and began her introduction, "We have Shrimp and Corn Buns, Three-Delicacy Buns, Chive and Egg Buns, and Pork and Scallion Buns. The Shrimp and Corn Buns are fifteen yuan each, and all the others are only seven."
??? Huh?
Hearing the prices, the two of them couldn’t help but gape.
Lily asked uncertainly,
"How much did you say?!"
"Fifteen for the Shrimp and Corn Buns, and seven for all the others. It’s a super bargain."
Yue Longfan had set this price on his own.
He had specifically asked Jiang Liu, but his master told him to set the price according to the market.
So, Yue Longfan naturally assumed that since his master’s buns were so delicious, even seven yuan was selling them cheap. Expensive? Not at all!
Actually, what Jiang Liu meant was to just follow the normal market price. He wasn’t running a charity; as long as it was profitable, that was fine. The important thing was to build a good reputation through word of mouth.
Zhong Lin grabbed Lily and turned to leave in a huff.
"What a rip-off artist! Let’s go buy somewhere else. The breakfast stall next door sells buns for only four yuan each."
"Exactly! Let’s go back and tell all our classmates not to buy from this place!"
"HAHAHAHA!" The old couple at the next stall nearly laughed their heads off.
Ridiculous, just ridiculous.
’What a bunch of greenhorns. Setting up in this location and selling for seven and fifteen yuan? They don’t even know the market and they still dare to barge in. Truly, a newborn calf isn’t afraid of a tiger.’
Seeing the only two customers at Jiang’s Buns turn and leave, the other stall owners felt a sense of satisfaction.
’What a bunch of idiots.’
Yue Longfan was stunned. Dropping his nonchalant act, he hurried over to stop them.
"Wait a moment, you two! Our buns are definitely worth the price, and we’re honest with everyone, young or old. How about this? I’ll give you each one to try for free?"
Though he was an honest fellow, this was a special task from his master. If he couldn’t sell them all, what would he do if his master was disappointed in him?
He already felt like he was barely noticed; if he messed this up too, he’d be too ashamed to keep following his master.
So, he decided to swallow his pride.
The two "young ladies" stopped in their tracks.
They looked at Yue Longfan with surprise and suspicion.
"For free? Are you sure?"
Lily even took out her phone to record, worried this fierce-looking owner would try to pull a fast one on them.
"I’m sure. One for each of you, on the house!"
"Fine, we’ll try them. If they’re good, we’ll consider buying some. If not, we’re leaving, okay?"
The two exchanged a look.
"No problem! Please, have a seat."
As he spoke, Yue Longfan took a pair of tongs and picked a Three-Delicacy Bun and a Pork and Scallion Bun from the steamer.
He wasn’t as generous as Jiang Liu.
After all, his master had worked so hard to make these. The Shrimp and Corn Buns were too good to just give away!
Two plump, white buns, each the size of a baby’s fist, were placed on a disposable plate and brought over by Xue Binghan.
"They just came out of the steamer, so they’re very hot. Eat slowly."
"Why are these buns so small?"
"I feel like I could eat a hundred of these."
They were disappointed before they even took a bite.
’And these things cost seven and fifteen yuan? That’s even more ridiculous than a thirty-yuan bowl of instant noodles.’
’Jiang’s Buns? I’ll be sure to steer clear from now on!’
"Let’s eat. After we finish, we’ll just say they don’t taste good."
"Okay."
Zhong Lin picked up a steaming bun and sniffed it.
She was slightly surprised.
"Wait, this smells amazing. There’s such a strong wheat aroma."
Lily had already popped the Pork and Scallion Bun into her mouth.
She took a bite.
Scalding hot, savory juices flooded her mouth. The pork melted on her tongue, its rich, meaty flavor blended with the aroma of several natural spices, colliding back and forth across her taste buds.
The pork wasn’t gamy at all, and the scallions were crisp and pungent, perfectly complementing the bits of fatty and lean pork. It was enough to instantly lift anyone’s spirits.
Lily was dumbfounded.
Her eyes were glued to the bun in her hand as the juices from the filling dripped onto her fingers.
It seemed to be glowing!
A glowing bun!!
She couldn’t help but cry out in astonishment,
"Oh my God!! How can a Pork and Scallion Bun be this delicious? I’m absolutely in love!!"
"Have you lost your mind?"
Question marks popped up in Zhong Lin’s mind.
Driven by curiosity,
she quickly put the Three-Delicacy Bun in her mouth.
Umami!
The Three-Delicacy Bun was unbelievably savory and fragrant!
It wasn’t the kind of savoriness that comes from MSG, but the natural deliciousness released by the ingredients themselves!
She was inwardly shocked.
’It’s so amazing!’
"Delicious! This Three-Delicacy Bun is incredible!"
"Try my Pork and Scallion! Let me try yours."
The two swapped buns, and after taking a bite, they were once again stunned.
The flavor was like flying up to the heavens and landing softly on a fluffy cloud.
It was so good it was out of this world!
Yue Longfan maintained his nonchalant expression, as if he had expected this all along.
’How could mere mortals like you possibly comprehend my master’s buns?’
Even a master chef like him, who had eaten all sorts of delicacies for decades, was astounded.
Let alone ordinary people.
"So, you two. How’s the taste? Pretty good, right?"
Yue Longfan walked over with his arms crossed.
"Good? It’s amazing!"
"Sir... I mean, Master, did you make these buns?"
Yue Longfan put one hand behind his back. "Of course... not!"
Zhong Lin and Lily: "???"
’Are you trying to be clever with us?’
’We had a whole speech ready to praise you, you know?’
"Give us ten of each kind of bun. I have to take some back for my parents to try."
Yue Longfan said coolly, "Sorry, miss. My master said there’s a limit of ten per person."
He naturally assumed this was because his master wanted more people to be able to taste their shop’s buns.
In reality, Jiang Liu had already done the math. If he sold five thousand buns a day, with a limit of ten per person, and accounting for people buying for family and friends, rounding up, he should barely be able to complete his task in ten days.
If he was still too far from his goal after one day, he would just have to raise the number to ten thousand buns.
The two girls stared at each other, speechless.
"Hey, mister, doesn’t your god-like master want to make money? How is ten buns per person enough?"
"Please sell us a few more. It’s your first day open, you probably won’t have many customers. You might not even sell out."
"Pleeeease? Pretty please!"
Yue Longfan sneered, unmoved. "Only ten per person. That’s the rule my master set—the rule of the creator of these buns. I don’t have the authority to change it."
"You...! ...Fine."
Inwardly, the two of them had already cursed Master Jiang a thousand times over.
’Making something so delicious and not letting people eat their fill... he’s so evil!’
"However..." Yue Longfan started to say, then hesitated.
"Spit it out!"
"Just say it!"
"However, if each of you brings me one new customer, I can sell you another ten."
he said, a proud look on his face.
It was an idea that had just come to him in a flash of inspiration.
But he would have to ask his master later if it was okay.
"Are you sure?"
"Positive!"
"Okay! Let’s go, Lily! We’ll go back and get all our girls to come buy some!"
The two left, carrying their bags of buns.
Old Wang chuckled and teased, "Well, well, made your first sale, huh?"
"Mm."
Yue Longfan gave a noncommittal nod,
The old man’s condescending, ’look-at-the-idiot’ expression really annoyed him.
"Keep it up. I believe in you."
"HAHAHA!"
"Alright, Old Wang, stop teasing him. What’s the use of selling a dozen or so buns a day?" the chubby owner of the stinky tofu stall across the way said with a grin.
"I see Old Wang is just full of bad intentions. Once these two have had a taste of hardship, they won’t be back tomorrow."
"Anyone want to make a bet? Bet on how many days this Jiang’s Buns will last?"
"Forget it. We’ll have them squeezed out in two days, tops."
At this moment, more than twenty stalls were now open for business at the crossroads.
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