When Zheng Daqiang saw Tang Ji appear, he put a bun prepared in advance into the cage at a speed of lightning speed. After hearing his words, he quickly took the handed silver and smiled and said, "Okay, young master choose one."

Tang Ji naturally observed his little move just now, but he still stretched out his hand and pointed a few buns in the cage, pretending to be screened, and finally selected the one on the far right of the cage: "Just this."

The man who raised the question just now snorted and said to him: "Scholar, so many people bought it just now, at most they won two copper coins. Don't even think about it. You think you can win the prize. This store is just a black store, and cashback of buns is also a scam..."

"Dang ~"

Before he could finish his words, the sound of copper plates colliding from the greased paper in Tang Ji's hand.

The onlookers' eyes instantly focused, watching him take out the copper plates one by one, showing an envious look.

"Wow, I ate the four cents of meat buns and made a fortune!"

"Damn, I'll have this kind of luck."

"Whoever uses up luck first will leave first, young man, you should pay attention to safety when you walk at night!"

“…”

Seeing that someone could win ten copper coins, the man's words slandering the bun shop just now were naturally self-defeating, and some people tried again.

Seizing the opportunity, Tang Ji ate the buns, gave Zheng Daqiang a thumbs up, and said aloud: "Shopkeeper, your bun tastes really good, it's better than any of my ate!"

"Hehehe, my buns are made and sold in the morning. It's good if you like them. Also, keep your mind rationally and buy as much as you eat. Don't waste it." Zheng Daqiang's words instantly increased the favorability in the customers' minds, and many people yelled that they would come to visit more in the future.

In this way, although most people failed to produce copper plates, the taste of the bun really convinced them, and some people unconsciously promoted this bun shop hidden in the alley.

In the morning, when I heard the sound, I came to buy buns, and more and more people were gambled and cash back.

Time flies at noon, and the buns in the cage sold 90% of them. Seeing that no one is there, Zheng Daqiang took the stall and walked back to the store. He couldn't stop the smile on his face. He clasped his fists to Tang Ji, who was sitting on a chair drinking water, and said, "I am just a rude man and can't say anything good, but I sincerely thank Mr. Tang!"

"A trivial matter!" Tang Ji raised his hand and waved it, indicating that the other party didn't have to care.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the sneaky figure appearing outside the house, chuckled, stood up and walked out: "Thank you today, Lao Liu!"

The man in gray who participated in the performance in the morning smiled silly and asked, "Mr. Tang, where are you promised my buns?"

Tang Ji nodded quickly, turned around and said to Zheng Daqiang: "Oh yes, Lao Zheng, give him a few leftover buns."

Zheng Daqiang was not stingy either. He wrapped seven or eight buns in oil paper and handed them over.

"Thank you, my son, I have such a job in the future. You can come to me just because you are here." Li Liu took the bun, thanked Tang Ji, and walked towards the corner of the street while gnawing.

Zheng Daqiang watched the other party leave and said in confusion: "Young Master Tang, where did you find someone?"

"Extras!" Tang Ji smiled. These actors were actually beggars. They distributed the buns they took away in the morning. They heard that they could still eat them in the show, so several people agreed decisively.

It’s not a word, but the acting skills are really good, much better than some young and handsome guys in later generations!

After a while, Zheng Daqiang packed the counter, counted today's income, and handed a string of copper plates to Tang Ji: "Today's revenue is more than 500, and the young master made great contributions. Here are three hundred documents."

Tang Ji was not polite either. He put the copper plate into his sleeve and could buy a meat bun for four cents. The purchasing power of the 300 cents should be quite large, and it would be more than enough to solve the problem of today's supper.

"Young master, it's getting late. If you don't dislike it, stay for lunch." Zheng Daqiang was really happy today. The bun shop that has been losing money has finally made a profit. He no longer has to listen to his wife complaining every day!

"Then it's better to obey your orders than respect." Tang Ji followed the ancients and bowed and bowed.

Zheng Daqiang put down his work and walked back to the back room to work hard.

Tang Ji walked to the back of the house with a teacup. Unexpectedly, there was a small yard behind. Seeing the things piled up in it, they should be all ingredients, and he couldn't help but curiously say, "Brother Zheng, did you rent this store?"

Zheng Daqiang, who was cutting vegetables, smiled and said, "No, this is left by my dead brother. If you rent such a big place, you can get hundreds of taels of silver a year. How can I have that money!"

Tang Ji nodded slightly. It was indeed not cost-effective to spend hundreds of taels of silver to rent such a remote place. I heard Jiuer say that Jiang Ran had deposited the money before and was stopped by the madam. He was curious at that time since he moved out, where did the money he had saved before go? Now he thought that he had spent all his savings in the yard, so the two of them lived so poorly.

Not long after, Zheng Daqiang brought out two dishes and placed them on the table, and served a good meal for Tang Ji: "Young Master Tang, I don't have any wine, otherwise I can have two drinks with you."

"Drinking alcohol will make a mistake, but it's better not to drink it." After Tang Ji sat down, he picked up chopsticks and vegetables similar to wild vegetables.

After taking a few bites, he continued: "Brother Zheng, your store is quite famous now. This bun cashback event can be held. You can set one for ten-money cashback every day to give the people some sweetness. After the reputation is made in the later stage, you can even add two more places, as well as group sales, set a package, etc...."

Tang Ji shared some marketing strategies while eating. He heard Zheng Daqiang's head and two big ones. The latter simply waved his hand and said, "I can't be busy with this bun shop alone. Mr. Tang might as well come to be my helper. I will pay you a daily fee."

Tang Ji smiled and shook his head. Today, many people saw him spending ten cents. If he turned into a friend tomorrow, no one believed him. But after thinking about it, he replied: "I can't do it, but I can find you an assistant, and I will give you some ideas from time to time."

"Okay, I'll feel relieved if you have this from your son." Zheng Daqiang laughed loudly, then picked up a piece of meat and put it in Tang Ji's bowl: "Young Master Tang, although you are smart, your body is really weaker. Come on, eat more meat."

Tang Ji nodded and thanked me, remembered something, and asked, "Brother Zheng, I want to buy some food and vegetables. Can you have any acquaintances you know to give me some cheaper?"

"Hahaha, you'll ask the right person. Lao Song from Mixing and I are old friends. I will take you there later. As for the dishes, it's already noon and I can't buy any fresh dishes. If you don't mind, take some from the yard. By the way, there is still a knife of meat left in the morning, so I'll give it to you together." Zheng Daqiang said, put down the dishes and chopsticks, walked into the yard and took a piece of fresh meat in.

Tang Ji then stood up and replied, "It's good to do this. I'll pay you later."

"Hey, you helped me a lot, how can you collect your money?" Zheng Daqiang refused firmly.

Tang Ji felt warm and felt that staying in the morning was the right decision to help the other party.

Zheng Daqiang put the meat on the table, sat back on the original position, and greeted: "Okay, don't say that much, hurry up and have a meal."

In this way, after lunch, Tang Ji helped clean up again, followed Zheng Daqiang to the rice shop to buy some food, and then returned to pick up the prepared dishes.

Seeing Tang Ji shaking with so many things, Zheng Daqiang wanted to go up and help: "Young Master Tang, I'll give it to you."

"No, you're busy, I can do it myself." Tang Ji shook his head and refused, leaving the store with a large bag and walking towards the street.

Zheng Daqiang smiled and shook his head. Just as he was about to return to the store, he bowed to find a string of copper coins placed on the counter. He couldn't help but look at the direction of Tang Ji's departure and murmured: "It's an interesting person."
Chapter completed!