The onlookers looked at each other in blank dismay, apparently not believing Jiang Yan's words.
It's just a bowl of wontons, at most it tastes better than other wontons, how can it have so many effects
At this moment, a childish voice sounded.
"Dad, I want to eat!"
A little girl tugged on the sleeve of the middle-aged man beside her, and sniffed. Her nose was red, and her voice sounded muffled.
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"This brother said that eating wontons will improve your health. The cold is really uncomfortable, and I want to get better soon!"
The middle-aged man was full of disbelief: "How can it be possible to eat a bowl of wontons and get rid of a cold? This is all a trick by the store, and it's too expensive!"
"No matter what, I want to eat!"
At the insistence of the little girl, the middle-aged man still compromised.
"Boss, here are two bowls of wontons."
Tian Jiafang quickly served two wontons.
"It's just wontons, how delicious can it be?"
The middle-aged man was very disdainful at first, and looked at Jiang Yan contemptuously with the eyes of a liar. But after eating one, his expression changed, and he kept saying "delicious". The little girl devoured it even more, and there was no soup left.
"It's delicious!" The little girl touched her round belly, "Dad, my cold seems to be much better."
The middle-aged man was pleasantly surprised: "Don't say it, it seems to be much better! My back has been sore for the past two days, and after eating it, my whole body is full of energy! Boss, pack another one, I want to take it home for her Mom, try it."
Hearing the praise from the middle-aged man, the onlookers couldn't sit still.
"Boss, I want one!"
"I want one too!"
In this way, another ten copies were sold one after another. Even the management of the square came over smelling it, and couldn't resist buying a bowl to eat.
"It's really delicious! I've never eaten such delicious wontons!"
When the management wanted to pay, Tian Jiafang refused with a smile.
"This bowl of wontons is for you. In the future, we will still need your care!"
The management was a little embarrassed at the beginning, but seeing Tian Jiafang's insistence, he didn't give any more money. After saying "you can come to me if you need anything in the future", he left with satisfaction.
Tian Jiafang looked at Jiang Yan excitedly.
"Nandong, I didn't expect that we would actually sell it! Moreover, we also sold a lot of copies!"
Jiang Yan smiled: "Mom, let me tell you, our wontons will definitely sell!"
The aroma of wontons drifted farther and farther away, attracting more customers. By the time the thirtieth serving had been sold, both the stuffing and wonton wrappers were used up.
Tian Jiafang regretted: "I didn't expect to sell so many, I should prepare more!"
Jiang Yan looked at the people who were still waiting in line to eat wontons, and bowed apologetically.
"Sorry everyone, our wontons are limited to 30 copies, and all of them are sold out now. If you want to eat, come back tomorrow."
"After waiting for so long, how did I sell out?" Someone complained.
There are also people who regret: "I knew I should have bought it earlier. At first, I thought it was too expensive, so I didn't want to buy it! I can only come back tomorrow."
On the way home, Tian Jiafang was very happy.
"A total of 30 copies of wonton were sold, each at 30 yuan, a total of 900 yuan! Excluding the rent of 200 yuan, the table, stool, iron pot and raw materials were 500 yuan, and I made a net profit of 200 yuan. Nandong, shall we prepare more materials tomorrow?"
Jiang Yan shook his head: "No, we will still prepare 30 copies tomorrow. Every day after that, we will only sell 30 copies."
Tian Jiafang was very puzzled.
"Why? Sell a few more copies, can't you make more money?"