Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Under the big tree.

Liu Xiahui's business is very prosperous, with more than twice as many customers than usual. They are all attracted by the extremely low price of white-cut chickens, making Liu Xiahui sweaty.

However, Liu Qiangbai, who is less than three meters away from Liu Xiahui, can't even make the market at the same price.

Customers would rather line up for more than ten minutes than come to buy his white-cut chicken. While Liu Qiang was so angry, his heart was also terrified.

When doing business, you are very concerned about popularity.

Especially when peers get together, which one is popular and which one is sluggish has a very significant impact on the two businesses' businesses.

If this is only for a moment, then there is still salvation. If you are afraid of it every day, it will send a wrong signal to customers, making them feel that the family’s popularity is not good, and they will lose business in the future.

Although Liu Qiang understood this truth, he was powerless.

Because of his price cut in the morning, the price war between the two sides was triggered. At this time, the white-cut chicken had been sold for 11 yuan per catty, and the profit was extremely meager. If the price was reduced again, it would be a waste of work.

Liu Qiang is definitely unwilling to do a business that is not profitable.

Perhaps, like in the morning, when the other party sold out and closed the stall, he could only sell these three white-cut chickens at the same price and then make some meager profits.

So, although knowing that such a passive waiting hurts the popularity, Liu Qiang had no choice but to wait.

However, as time passed, Liu Qiang, who was forced to wait, looked increasingly ugly.

The main reason is that Liu Xiahui has prepared too much, with twenty-four white-cut chickens, and it also states that this discount will last for three consecutive days, which has led to many customers returning to their rationality and not buying too much because of the cheapness.

So, it was sold until after six o'clock, and Liu Xiahui had not sold out yet, and there were still several white-cut chickens left!

Seeing this, Liu Qiang, who had been holding back, really started to be anxious!

Judging from this situation, if he was still waiting stupidly, when Liu Xiahui's white-cut chicken was sold out, the customer flow in the vegetable market would probably have fallen. It would be impossible to sell three white-cut chickens!

In this weather, if you leave the white-cut chicken until tomorrow, the sales appearance will definitely become worse, and it will be even more difficult to sell it.

Thinking of this, Liu Qiang gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "The price of white-cut chicken has been greatly reduced, and the price of white-cut chicken has been greatly reduced. The original price of white-cut chicken is 18 yuan per pound, but now it is only sold for 10 yuan per pound. It is sold at a loss. Don't miss it if you pass by!"

There is no way, so I can only lower the price. I am forced to this point, even if I don’t make money, I have to do it!

After all, even if you don’t make money, it’s better than throwing the goods into your hands!

I have to say that people are realistic no matter when they are.

Liu Qiang, who had never had a sense of existence in the eyes of customers, immediately moved over after such a shout, preparing to see the quality of the chicken before deciding whether to buy it!

However, how could Liu Xiahui give Liu Qiang a chance to turn things around?

After deciding to fight the price war to the end, he made a decision, that is, even if he doesn't make a penny, he has to suppress his opponent.

Now seeing the other party lowering the price again, Liu Xiahui didn't think about it and shouted: "Dear uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, it's a bit late now. Let's sell the remaining white-cut chickens to everyone at a price of 10 yuan per pound!"

Because of the large purchase volume, the cost of cutting chicken in Liuxia Huibai is about one yuan lower than that in Liu Qiang. Even if it is sold for 10 yuan per catty, he still makes a little profit.

Liu Qiang is different. He sells 10 yuan per catty, so he really doesn't make any money.

When Liu Xiahui's white-cut chicken also lowered the price, Liu Qiang knew that the other party had made up his mind to fight him to the end.

At this moment, Liu Qiang's temper also rose.

When my brain heated up, I lowered the price again and said, "My white-cut chicken is 9 yuan per pound, and I want to buy it at a speed!"

Liu Xiahui narrowed her eyes and said without showing any weakness: "Dear uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, my white-cut chicken is also sold for 9 yuan per catty. You must not miss the opportunity. I will never come again. Please hurry up!"

Liu Qiang's eyes were about to be in flames, and he said, "My family sells for 8 yuan per catty. Come and queue up at the speed of buying!"

The two started a price war again, which almost made the onlookers feel happy!

Because the more fierce the price war between the two of them is, the more benefits their customers will benefit.

Therefore, the customers were not in a hurry and stood there without saying a word, looking left and right.

When Liu Qiang lowered the price to an unprecedented 8 yuan per catty, the excited customers all looked at Liu Xiahui, wondering if there was a lower price.

Seeing this, Liu Xiahui smiled faintly and said, "Dear uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, don't look at me like this. The lowest price in my house is as low as 9 yuan per catty. Please buy it when you watch it!"

Seeing that Liu Xiahui did not respond, everyone felt a little disappointed.

Immediately, many people began to get entangled in their hearts.

Now Liu Qiang sells 8 yuan per catty, while Liu Xiahui sells 9 yuan per catty, with a difference of 1 yuan per catty. In theory, there is nothing to hesitate about, so he must choose to buy it cheaply.

But the problem is that the Baiqian on Liu Xiahui has been tested by the market, and the taste is recognized as delicious. Liu Qiang is on his first day, so everyone is not sure about the taste.

Should I spend one or two extra dollars to buy a white-cut chicken with good taste, or should I buy a white-cut chicken that doesn’t taste good to save one or two dollars to buy a white-cut chicken that doesn’t taste?

Seeing that the customers were still hesitating, Liu Qiang was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. He simply threw apart the jar and shouted: "So, today I bleed a lot. The white-cut chicken was only sold for 7 yuan per kilogram. While I don't regret it yet, come and buy it!"

Once this statement is released, the effect is amazing.

Immediately, most of the customers gathered at Liu Qiang's stall.

After all, the price is too lethal.

Even if you buy raw chicken, it costs about 7 yuan per pound if you are better.

As a result, the white-cut chicken is only sold for 7 yuan per catty, which obviously shows that the boss is really losing money and making a lot of money.

This kind of advantage is really not a waste. As for the taste, I will only know after buying it and eating it.

Of course, not everyone flocked to Liu Qiang’s stall, and a few customers stayed in front of Liu Xiahui’s stall. They were all customers who were picky about food. They would rather spend more money than ensure that they could eat the best.

"Boss, I want this half, please help me weigh how heavy it is!"

"Boss, I want half of it too. Come and cut it for me and pack it!"

"Boss, I want one..."

"boss……"

Liu Qiang, who was originally unwelcome to the public, became popular in an instant. All three white-cut chickens were booked by customers in less than three minutes.

However, Liu Qiang was not happy at all.

Because the white-cut chicken was sold at this bargain price, not only did they not make a dime in the afternoon, but instead paid all the ten dollars they earned in the morning, and they also lost a few dollars. This really made Liu Qiang very angry!

After packing up the things, Liu Qiang looked at Liu Xiahui deeply, then held his breath and pushed the car stall away.

Liu Xiahui looked up at his back, then continued to wield his knife to kill the chicken. She was busy until nearly seven o'clock before she sold all the twenty-four white-cut chickens.

After packing up his things, Liu Xiahui pushed the car stall toward the rental house.

On the way, Liu Xia Huimo calculated what he had gained today.

The six white-cut chickens in the morning were sold for the normal price of 18 yuan per pound, while the four behind were sold for the special price of 11 yuan per pound. The total profit was calculated by noon, and a total profit of 78 yuan was made.

Twenty-four white-cut chickens in the afternoon, the first twenty sold at 11 yuan per catty, and the second four sold at 9 yuan per catty, with a total profit of about 102 yuan.

Total, today's profit is 180 yuan.

This profit is naturally much less than usual, and it is several times more done. However, it is currently a special situation. Liu Xiahui is already very satisfied with the goal of blocking his opponent.

Especially if the opponent is likely to lose money today, it will make Liu Xiahui even happier.
Chapter completed!