Being scolded as a spoiler, Fubao was spoiled by his five uncles

Xu Shan asked: "Qianqian! What is the ancestral secret recipe? There is no secret recipe from our ancestors."

Jiang Qian: "I know there is no secret recipe. It's just a gimmick to buy things. Understand."

Xu Shan nodded in understanding, but he didn't expect that setting up a stall would have so many tricks up its sleeve.

All the pig heads were sold out on the first day of the stall, and Qian Qian was so good at attracting business. Xu Shan was definitely going to sell more, so he went to the food station and bought six large pig heads.

When Jiang Qian saw that she still couldn't take out the pig's head of this size, it would be easy for her uncle to find out something was wrong, so she could only make a fool of herself in the space first.

After all, she didn't know how the business would be tomorrow, and she couldn't let her uncle buy more pig heads.

On the way back, Jiang Qian kept thinking about a sign for the stall.

Otherwise, this stall would be too uncharacteristic, and even if there were repeat customers, they wouldn’t be able to tell who sells the best pork head meat.

An idea flashed in Jiang Qian's mind, why not call the stall Shanzi Braised Meat? If the stall is successful later, it will not be possible to sell only one type of pork head meat, and it will definitely be paired with other braised vegetables.

This is my uncle's craft again, so let's name it after my uncle. It's simple and easy to remember.

Jiang Qian expressed her thoughts, and Xu Shan and Xu Wan definitely agreed. Once again, they felt that Qian Qian was better at doing business than them, and she came up with one idea after another.

But they just want to sell the pig head meat, and there are not so many tricks.

Jiang Qian wanted to think about the future, and kept talking while sitting on the bicycle, "As long as the pig head meat business does well, we don't need to set up a stall. We can directly open a shop and earn more money."

Jiang Qian dared to think about it, but Xu Shan and Xu Wan didn't dare to think about it. They had only been working at the stall for a day, and it was still unknown whether they would be able to make money in the future.

But regardless of whether it can be achieved or not, Qian Qian's idea is beautiful, so Xu Shan echoed: "It will be a good thing if this day comes."

Jiang Qian said seriously: "As long as my uncle's dishes are recognized by the public, this day will not be far away."

Besides, she has several cookbooks in her space. If she picks out any one and learns it, she can make money. Let alone selling braised vegetables, it won’t be a problem for her uncle to open a big restaurant in the future.

After returning home, Jiang Qian asked her third uncle to make wooden signs. After her third uncle finished making wooden signs, she went to her fourth uncle to write calligraphy.

Xu Qing wrote the four words "Shanzi Braised Meat" on the wooden board. Jiang Qian looked at it and was a little dissatisfied, so she asked Xu Qing to add six more words: Xu family's century-old secret recipe.

Xu Qing smiled and said, "Qianqian, when did our Xu family have a century-old secret recipe?" Qianqian really dares to say that the old Xu family has been a mess for several generations and has never produced a cook.

Jiang Qian said seriously: "This is a business gimmick. We can't make it up. It doesn't cost money anyway."

Xu Qing thought about it and it made sense. It seemed that Qian Qian had the potential to do business.

"My fourth uncle's handwriting is so beautiful." When Xu Qing finished writing, Jiang Qian did not forget to praise him.

"Qianqian, do you want to learn to write?"

Jiang Qian said without hesitation: "I don't want to."

God knows what she dislikes most is writing, because the words she writes are really ugly. She doesn't even want to read them herself, let alone show them to others. They will laugh to death.

Xu Qing didn't force it, and just said: "After Qianqian goes to school, my fourth uncle will teach you to write the most beautiful calligraphy."

Jiang Qian thought that she might disappoint her fourth uncle.

I don’t know if I will be spanked if I don’t write well. That would be miserable.

The stall had a signboard, and she immediately felt that doing business had some flavor. Looking at the ten characters on the signboard, Jiang Qian was very satisfied, as if she could see that her uncle's Shanzi braised food restaurants would open in all major cities in the future and make a lot of money. A lot of money.

Since the stall was a success on the first day, Xu Shan's roasted pork head was particularly exciting on the second day. Xu Wan helped him. Once the pork head was out of the pot, the two of them put it in their backpacks and took it to the town to sell.

Jiang Qian definitely had to go with him. After all, he had only done business for one day, and she was still indispensable as a salesperson the next day.

Xu Wan originally wanted to take over the job of a salesperson so that Jiang Qian wouldn't have to follow them to the wind and sun, but Jiang Qian said that she was cuter and if her aunt tried it for others, they might not eat it.

Xu Wan thought about it, but it made sense. After all, people these days would not eat people casually, and they might even regard her as a sex act, which would be a big misunderstanding.

It seems that Qian Qian is the most suitable person to do this.

Still selling pork head meat in the same place, Jiang Qian put the Shanzi Braised Signboard against his bicycle, making it easy to see at a glance.

But the people who came to buy yesterday basically didn't show up today. After all, people don't eat meat every day, and if they are greedy, they will only come to buy it every few days.

Jiang Qian has no hope of repeat customers today and has to develop new customers.

So he asked Xu Shan to cut the pig head meat into cubes and put it on a plate for the passersby to taste. Because Jiang Qian was good-looking and well-dressed, she made people feel very pleasant.

You won’t even think that this little girl is lying.

The passers-by ate her pig head meat in a dignified manner, and then were persuaded by Jiang Qian's sharp tongue to buy pig head meat. After a while, half of the pig head meat in the basket was sold.

Xu Wan stopped shouting and just watched Jiang Qian get people to taste the pig head meat. She said it was so dead that she thought it was alive. Two of the three people who tasted it would always come to buy it.

"Little girl! Look, I'm here again." It was the aunt who bought the pork head meat at half price yesterday, and there were several aunts behind her.

"Hello, aunt!" Jiang Qian greeted everyone warmly, and then gave the pig head meat on the plate to the aunts to taste.

Yesterday, the aunt Jiang Qian gave her two pieces to try, and the other aunts just gave her one piece. She instantly felt that she had made a profit. This little girl is so nice.

The aunties have tasted the pork head meat and think it is quite good. It is indeed a secret recipe passed down from generation to generation for hundreds of years. The taste of this pork head meat is really something that ordinary people cannot cook.

After getting the approval of the aunts, the aunts rushed forward and bought all the remaining half of the basket of pig head meat, leaving Xu Wan stunned.

Jiang Qian couldn't help but silently praise these aunts. The aunts in this town are different from the women in the countryside. They earn wages and have completely different purchasing power.

They buy meat without blinking an eye, but the women in the countryside are reluctant to buy even an egg.

It seems that as long as they can attract these aunts to become repeat customers, their business may not have to worry about selling.

So Jiang Qian secretly stuffed half a pound of pig head meat to yesterday's aunt, saying that it was a reward for her and that she would please take care of their small business in the future.

I didn’t expect the little girl to be so capable. Yesterday I gave her half the price, and today I gave her half a pound of pork head meat. Who wouldn’t like a little girl like this?

"Little girl, let's get to know each other."

"Okay, I'm Jiang Qian."

"I am Aunt Zhao, you can call me Grandma Zhao from now on."

"Okay, Grandma Zhao."