Jiang's shop has been open for seven or eight days, and business is getting better day by day. The breakfast in their shop has a wide variety of varieties, which can meet the basic needs of ordinary people, so people who go out with friends usually like to eat here, so they don't have to worry about the taste.
Jiang's shop was doing well, so naturally other breakfast vendors were unhappy. How could one store take over all the business? Since Jiang's shop opened, many of their customers had left.
This feeling of dissatisfaction accumulated, making these stall owners particularly angry every time they passed by and saw Jiang's shop.
At noon that day, someone invited a few familiar shop owners to drink. After three rounds of drinks, this person inadvertently mentioned Jiang's shop, which caused everyone to curse on the spot. They looked so indignant, as if Jiang Miao's shop was not a breakfast shop, but a robber's den or a bandit camp.
The man saw that the time had come and said, "Since this Jiang guy is so rude, brothers, do you want to give him some trouble?"
As soon as these words came out, the shop owners who had just been speaking passionately were stunned. They complained loudly, but faced with his proposal, they hesitated at the same time.
"This... is a bit bad."
"Yes, although his behavior of stealing other people's jobs is really annoying, we don't have to bother with him, right?"
"That's right. Anyway, we have been doing this for many years and we have many regular customers. When they get tired of eating at Jiang's Shop, they will naturally come back."
Facing the three people's words of evasion, the man who invited the guests smiled but was very disdainful in his heart. He said: "Everyone, as far as I know, the owner of the Jiang family shop is very smart. The menu of their shop is changed every month. In this way, the guests will never get tired of eating. If they want to patronize us again, how long will it take?"
After hearing this, the three frowned. One of the noodle sellers said, "This is also his skill. I don't know where he learned these skills. When I learned this skill of making noodles, I had to beg for help from everyone. I worked as an assistant for one or two years before I learned this skill."
He had also eaten the noodles in Jiang's shop. The soup was delicious, and the side dishes were refreshing. The only thing was that the noodles themselves were not chewy enough and tasted less tasty. He thought he was better than Jiang Miao in making noodles. But the problem was that Jiang Miao was not good at just this one thing.
"Yeah, it's really strange. I went in and saw that there were only two people in his kitchen, but there were more than a dozen kinds of food on display." Another person continued. He sold steamed buns and steamed buns. He had tasted some of the food there. The variety was not a big deal. The most important thing was that the customers liked everything.
The man who invited the guests said, "Let's not talk about where his skills come from. Just the fact that he pushed people into a desperate situation is against us."
A man selling cakes had an idea and asked, "Then according to you, how should we deal with him?" Although the Jiang family shop had never sold cakes, the concentration of so many foods in one store still had an impact on his business.
The man who invited them to dinner said, "This is actually quite simple. Tell me, what do we who sell food fear the most? Isn't it that we are afraid that others will get sick after eating here? If someone gets sick after eating in his restaurant, would so many people still go there to eat?" He smiled at the three of them, his face full of confidence, and it was obvious that he had planned this out long ago.
This plan is extremely vicious. Reputation may seem illusory, but it is extremely important for them to do business.
The other two were fine, but the noodle seller immediately told them what he had heard before.
"Don't worry, I know there's a guy in his shop who will set up a stall to sell fried buns in the afternoon. I heard they used to set up the stall together, and once they ran into some hooligans pretending to have a stomachache and causing trouble, so they got into a fight without saying a word. Later, those hooligans were sent to jail and fined to clean the river for a month."
The man selling steamed buns was a little surprised: "It was just a fight, but the fine was so severe. Does it mean that there is someone backing this shopkeeper Jiang? And this person has connections with the government."
The noodle seller said, "Not only that, I also found out that his name is written on the deed of the shop. Although the shop is in a hurry to sell, it still wants 1,400 to 1,500 taels, which shows that he is very wealthy!"
The four people in the room fell silent. The man who invited the guests had an awkward look on his face. He didn't know about these things. He didn't expect that this man had a background. In this case, the original method could no longer be used.
After the banquet, the host returned home, still feeling a little hesitant. If there was any impact, his shop was definitely the most affected. He sold wontons, and his business had been good over the years. After that shop opened, his business became much quieter.
People like them who are used to running a location cannot move easily, otherwise they will not be able to attract new customers and old customers will leave.
He originally thought that since he couldn't move, he would let the man surnamed Jiang move. But after hearing what the noodle shop owner said today, he felt a little scared.
The wonton shop owner thought about it and decided to find out more first. He knew the original vinegar shop owner well, so he called a donkey cart and rushed to the upper city to find the shop owner to inquire.
After asking around, he was a little confused. The name written on the deed was actually that of the shopkeeper Jiang. So why did he pretend to be poor? The wonton shop owner was furious!
The old owner of the vinegar shop didn't know how he felt, and just shared this as an interesting story: "My shop has been there for a long time, and no one has ever asked the price. Unexpectedly, one morning at dawn, Song Ya Ren and his men were waiting outside the door. Without saying a word, they paid the money directly. Later, when I went to the government office to stamp the seal, I went straight in. Those officials and clerks who used to look up to the sky didn't dare to say a word in front of that housekeeper Wu."
"Wait, isn't the name above Jiang Miao? Why is it Butler Wu again?" The wonton shop owner was a little confused.
"Isn't Jiang Miao the head of the family? Isn't it natural for him to send his butler to buy the shop?" The old shop owner didn't understand why he was making such a fuss.
The wonton shop owner thought for a long time, but couldn't connect the extremely simple Jiang Miao with the housekeeper. He asked the old shop owner: "Do you remember where the housekeeper Wu lived?"
The old shop owner recalled for a moment and said, "He lives in Yingfeng Street. He said he was a servant of the Jiang residence and came to buy the shop on the orders of his master."
The wonton shop owner felt that this place sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it. When he went to Yingfeng Street, he vaguely remembered that this Jiang residence was the place that had caused a sensation before.
On the fifth day of March, the prince of the Duke's Mansion came to the Jiang residence with a long motorcade to ask for a man's hand in marriage. They were all very curious about who the man was, but after asking around, they only knew that he was a merchant named Jiang, and no one had ever seen his true face.
Could it be... The wonton shop owner suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Could it be that Jiang Miao was the man that the emperor had arranged for the prince to marry? !
The more he thought about it, the more suspicious he felt, so he told the news to the others. The others were also shocked and didn't know how to digest it.
Although they had heard of this strange thing before, they really couldn't understand why Jiang Miao, who had already become a phoenix, had to work as hard as them for that little bit of money
They all saw how generous the prince’s betrothal gift was!
Jiang Miao thought it was a bit strange. This morning, before the Jiang family's shop opened, a large group of people were waiting outside, all with excited expressions on their faces, as if something exciting had happened.
Could it be that the breakfast was too delicious? With a head full of questions, Jiang Miao walked from the side path to the back door and knocked.
Li Ping quickly opened the door, looked inside, and then pulled Jiang Miao in. Zhou Lin, Aunt Wen, and Daniu were already in the yard.
Unlike the harmonious and busy working state in the past, these people looked at Jiang Miao with a strange look since he walked into the yard, as if a flower had suddenly grown on his body.
"What's wrong with you? And what's going on with those people outside? I just came a little late today, what on earth happened?" Jiang Miao looked confused. Why did the world change after he woke up
"Boss, you really don't know?" Zhou Lin looked at him and asked hesitantly.
Jiang Miao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why are you keeping it a secret now? If I knew, would I still ask you?"
Seeing that Jiang Miao really seemed unaware, Zhou Lin organized his words and explained to Jiang Miao on behalf of several companions who had lost their voices.
"Boss, now it's rumored that you are the man who is engaged to the prince of the Duke's Mansion."
"What?!" Jiang Miao was shocked. His reaction made the employees feel relieved, as they thought he was shocked because the news was too outrageous.
"I knew it, how could our shopkeeper be engaged to the prince? I heard that the man is big and strong, with a rough and dark appearance and a violent temper, and the prince agreed to marry him only because he threatened him by threatening to save his life..." Zhou Lin happily shared the gossip he had heard with everyone, and seemed not to notice Jiang Miao's face which was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Aunt Wen pulled Zhou Lin and signaled him to stop talking. She was a meticulous person and had already noticed that Jiang Miao was unusual.
Zhou Lin was speaking excitedly when he was suddenly interrupted. He was a little confused. When he saw Jiang Miao's expression, he immediately fell silent.
"This news came from someone, you know?" Jiang Miao was very calm, he felt like he was already a Buddha. This day should have come a long time ago, it just came earlier. I don't know who helped him spread it, he really needs to be treated well! Thank you! That person's whole family!
Several people shook their heads. They also heard about it on the way to the shop, and Li Ping learned about it from them. But they knew it didn't matter. They didn't even have time to think about it carefully, because there was a large group of people waiting outside!
(End of this chapter)