The Pretty Man I Picked Up [Time Travel]

Chapter 88 Unless my father is adopted

Since he learned that the supply of sweet potatoes was limited, Liang Jinming appropriately reduced the sales volume of roasted sweet potatoes every day, from selling a maximum of more than 500 roasted sweet potatoes a day to about 300. After roasting eight barrels, he would no longer roast them.

Therefore, hunger marketing was created by accident, making roasted sweet potatoes more and more famous. The servants of wealthy families lined up in front of the shop early. This scene was incompatible with the deserted side street.

The recordkeeper who was temporarily appointed from the Yamen rarely had time to walk on the street to observe the public sentiment. He was attracted by the sight of a long queue from a distance. He walked over with curiosity. Only when he got closer did he smell the smell. Sweet and inviting scent.

He raised his head and looked at the plaque of the shop. He was a little confused and murmured to himself, "How can it be a grocery store? This is clearly selling food and not a food shop."

A regular customer who passed by him heard this and kindly told him, "This... Mr. Lang, this is your first time here to buy roasted sweet potatoes. You come here and line up first. If you are late, you won't be able to buy it."

The simple eldest brother looked at him for a moment and pulled him behind the team.

"This roasted sweet potato is not sold in the store, but at the door of the shop. There is a... small stall selling it. I heard that the stall owner is the son of the owner of this shop. He sells eight barrels of roasted sweet potatoes every day. I came late. I can only wait until the next day.”

The recorder nodded to show that he had learned his lesson. There were so many people in front of the shop that blocked the stall, so he didn't notice it at first, but after a careful inspection, he could still find that the customer in the front was a little distance away from the shop.

"Seeing that this is your first time to buy it, let me tell you that this roasted sweet potato not only smells sweet, but also tastes amazing. It's sweet and soft, making people miss it after eating it. Brother, I just came here several times."

"Oh, I'd like to try it then."

In addition, many businessmen are eyeing Liang Jinming's business and trying to discuss cooperation with him.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant, Liang Jinming's former employer, persuaded him by his side while he was closing the lid of the bucket and roasting a bucket of sweet potatoes, "Jin Ming, I see you are very busy every day, let's talk about a business deal."

Our restaurant owner is willing to spend money to buy your sweet potatoes and your skills in roasting sweet potatoes, and he promises not to compete with you for business in the town. You also know that our owner has opened stores in other places, and he wants to sell roasted sweet potatoes in other places. It doesn't conflict with you. Let's talk about it to save my uncle's face? "

Liang Jinming said helplessly: "Shopkeeper Qian, let me tell you honestly, this business can't be done. The quantity of sweet potatoes is small and you can't buy them no matter how much money you have. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to sell only about 300 sweet potatoes every day. "

Shopkeeper Qian looked at his expression and asked tentatively: "Can you tell me where you bought the sweet potatoes from?"

Liang Jinming shook his head and refused, thinking, how can I tell you the way to make money.

The people at the front of the team and the people around them heard their conversation, and there were many people who had some thoughts.

The recorder has now reached the first place in the line. The big brother in front of him happened to have bought the last two and whispered goodbye to him apologetically. As he was bored waiting, he observed his surroundings and naturally heard the conversation between the stall owner and Qian.