Chapter 1212 Control group in the 1990s (21)

　　After a fruitless argument with no outcome, Ma Chunfang was so angry that she sat at the table and wiped her tears:

"Is there such a shameless person who doesn't do well in business and follows the trend of selling sesame seed cakes like us? Your father is the same. He heard those companies say they don't sell them in front of the machine factory, so he believed them. In turn, he persuaded me to live in a tube building like this. For many years, I haven’t looked up and looked down, so don’t be so stiff. He also said that Pingcheng is so big, if there are more sesame cake stalls, our family will not have no business. Damn! He believes this, but I don’t believe it! By then the business will be taken away, so let He went to eat at that restaurant!"

Xu Yin rolled out the dough and did not answer.

With this kind of complaint, whoever responds will be bombarded.

Ma Chunfang scolded the man, and felt a little relieved. She turned around and saw her daughter rolling out a large dough cake. The dough was almost as big as a square table, but it was said to be making knife-cut noodles. The layers of dough were stacked one on top of the other. It was too thick, not to mention that there seemed to be salt, pepper and chopped green onion between each layer of pancake. I couldn’t help but wonder:

"Yinyin, what are you doing? Don't waste flour. You have to run a stall in the evening. I have to make more money before those shameless companies renovate their sesame cake ovens. I'm afraid I won't be as good as these few days in the future. Business is over, alas..."

As I spoke, I wanted to curse again.

Xu Yin went out for a trip and saw that the iron pan on the stove was hot. She spread a layer of her own secret sauce on the surface of the pancake, then put the large dough pancake into a double-sided frying pan and fried it.

Then he washed his hands and sat down opposite Ma Chunfang: "Mom, when we set up the stall, there were so many people coming and going. There must be many laid-off workers. Anyone who is willing can take a look and do it themselves. If you can stop those businesses from selling sesame cakes, can you stop others?"

Ma Chunfang pouted: "I can't control other people, but those families obviously don't see our business is good and deliberately come to rob us. Otherwise, why haven't I seen them making sesame cakes for sale before?"

“Have they ever come to our house and learned how to make sesame cakes?”

"Of course not!" Ma Chunfang glared, "They have the nerve to come and learn? I won't do the stupid thing of teaching the apprentices to starve the master to death!"

“Then their fillings are mixed the same as ours?”

“Definitely not! They are not that particular and spend a long time pounding peanut butter and crushing salt and pepper. They must buy it ready-made.”

"Then what are you worried about? There are so many similar foods in the world, but why are some businesses good and some businesses bad? In the final analysis, it depends on the recipe and the taste. What they follow the trend is only the surface. As long as our bakery sticks to the current practice, Business won’t be any worse.”

“But they shamelessly said that they want to sell it cheaper than ours.” Ma Chunfang got angry thinking about this. No matter how confident she was in her own sesame seed cakes, she would not be able to compete with the price war.

 “It doesn’t matter if it tastes good, most people are greedy for cheap.”

Just like her, she went to the street to buy vegetables. There were two vegetable stalls. One sold vegetables that were good but expensive; the other sold the same vegetables, with leaves that were a little wilted, but cheap. She must choose the second one. What's wrong with the wilting? Who can tell if you buy it home, soak it in water for a while, then stir-fry it? It doesn’t affect eating.

 That’s why I’m worried.

Xu Yin asked her: "Aren't the sesame cakes sold in the cafeteria very cheap? They cost a dime each and are still very strong. Why don't many people buy them?"

 Ma Chunfang: “…”

 That’s right!

Her cheapest pretzel and salt biscuits and sugar sesame biscuits cost 20 cents, while the canteen’s sesame biscuits only cost 10 cents. How come so many people come to her stall to buy sesame biscuits? What does this mean? If the taste is really bad, no matter how cheap it is, it won’t matter.

Thinking of this, Ma Chunfang's anger was half gone, but she still felt uncertain about the impact on the sesame cake stall:

“But they can even figure out how to modify the stove, so why can’t they figure out the fillings for the sesame cakes themselves? If they figure out the same taste as ours and sell them cheaper than ours, won’t ours still be out of business?”

"Perhaps we can figure out something similar to ours." Xu Yin nodded, "So I didn't plan to just make sesame cakes at first."

 “Ah? Then what else are you going to do?”

 “Xu’s secret sauce-flavored pancake!”

　　　…”

What the hell?

“Wow, it smells so good!” “Sister, what are you cooking that tastes so delicious?”

“It smells so good, it must not have been made by your mother.”

 Xu Wuyi, Ma Jianbing and the little tail Xu Xiao filed in behind them.

Ma Jianbing's uncle and nephew just heard the eldest sister's scolding in the back room, and they were so angry that they rolled up their sleeves and went to fight.

But Xu Yin didn’t follow Xu’s father because he was outside.

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The three of them came back in peace and harmony.

Ma Chunfang glared at the man angrily: "Hey! Is the person who helps the manager or not the kisser come back?"

　　　…”

"Sister, you are so angry. Those companies don't know how to renovate stoves at all. What do you think they renovated? An open flame stove with a leaky bottom, hahahaha! When the charcoal fire lasts, the flames can reach the mouth of the stove. It scares those companies to think that If it's about to catch on fire, quickly remove the charcoal fire. The smoke is too smoky. The biscuits can be grilled, but they will burn black if you don't pay attention. There is a huge difference in sales! Be especially careful when clamping, in case the clamps become loose. If it falls, it will be a fire, and it will burn to charcoal immediately.”

 Is there such a good thing?

Ma Chunfang burst out laughing: "Yes!"

As soon as Xu Wu got close to his wife, he pressed her shoulders diligently: "I told you not to get so angry and start arguing with someone before you understand what happened. Now you know that the argument is in vain, right?"

Ma Chunfang rolled her eyes at him: "You can't say for sure. Maybe today the renovation is not correct, but tomorrow and the day after tomorrow the renovation is correct? Are you scolding them if they are robbing people of their business? I don't have such a good temper."

 “Yes, yes, your temper has never been that good.”

 “Xu Wuyi, what did you say?”

“Nothing, nothing, I’m going to see what delicious food my daughter has made.”

　　　…”

After Xu Yin turned over the double-sided frying pan, she estimated that the time was almost up. She brought it into the house and asked her father to find a piece of insulation cloth to spread on the dining table. She opened the lid of the frying pan, and a tempting smell of sauce came out. The fragrance hits your nostrils.

When the white heat in front of our eyes dissipated, everyone saw a super large sauce-flavored pancake in front of them.

Xu Yin brushed the hot sauce on it while it was still hot and sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions grown by herself to make the aroma even more intense.

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I don’t know who’s belly is singing about the empty city plan.

Xu Yin couldn't help but laugh, took a kitchen knife and scalded it with boiling water, cut the cake into four large pieces, and then cut a quarter of it into small pieces: "Try it while it's hot!"

Ma Jianbing couldn't wait to grab a piece and stuffed it into his mouth. Shishasha shouted that it was hot, but was reluctant to spit it out. He praised vaguely: "It's delicious! It's so delicious!"

The others took a pair of chopsticks, and each of them ate a piece of fragrant soybean pancake, nodding as they ate:

 “It’s really delicious! Even better than our sesame cakes!”

“Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the number of layers is no less than that of sesame cakes, but it can still be made so thin, it’s a technical job!”

Ma Chunfang remembered what her daughter had said before, and her eyes lit up: "Yin Yin, is this the cake you just talked about? From now on, in addition to sesame cakes, our family will also sell this cake, right?"

“Yes! So as long as you work hard, business will not be bad!”

 (End of this chapter)