The Main God Space is Coming

After pouring the last glass of wine into his mouth, Beigong Wuyue also paid and left.

Seeing this scene, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was very distressed, how she wished that this guy's acquaintance would come in again... In this case, the business of the store can be improved a lot.

More and more people are opening shops recently, no, to be precise, there should be more and more reincarnated people opening shops!

All kinds of sales routines emerge in endlessly!

However, "Weiheya" is a bit unable to hold on.

Although the taste of various snacks and desserts is really good, but at the same time, the ingredients are also super particular!

Even the eggs must be picked the freshest, which is completely unnecessary in Kasumigaoka Shiyu's view.

She has observed that some regular customers can eat it, but most of them don't feel it at all after eating it, so she thinks that it is unnecessary to take care of the taste of these very few people, and making money comes first!

In addition, those shameless dessert shop owners around are still imitating, every dish has been learned from the past, and the taste of the production is average.

But it is playing a "price war", which is shameless to the extreme!

Kasumigaoka Shiwa also bit the bullet and tried to persuade her, but Yoshinaga Kazuki and Kato Hiromi were fastidious people and didn't think about it that much at all.

"Ahhhh, I'm really going crazy!"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu became more and more anxious seeing the business getting worse.

This is not meddling.

It was because she had no other place to hide at all!

Say it!

Opening a store is not about pursuing ideals. Of course, making money is the first priority. Isn't this a matter of course! !

She doesn't understand.

In this era, there is no need to pay attention to the "artisan spirit"!

As a pragmatist, Kasumigaoka Shiwa thinks it is best to cut costs!

To put it bluntly, what she means is that it is already so difficult now, so stop doing fine-grained operations, no matter what is traditional or not, and don’t pick high-quality fresh products in the selection of ingredients, just buy some unfinished products that are discounted in stores .

"If this goes on like this, it's really bad." Xiazhiqiu Shiyu felt powerless.

It's a pity that Beigong Wuyue didn't know about this kind of thing, and even if she knew, she wouldn't bother with it.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

You can't let your opponent show mercy, right?

At this moment, he was walking slowly on the way home, not much different from before.

In the deep eyes, there is a little girl of seven or eight years old with two exaggerated braids.

Suddenly, the little girl who was walking touched her right foot with her left foot and fell to the ground with a plop.

"Ouch!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Kitamiya Mutsuki, who seemed to be drunk, laughed directly, as if being amused.

Putting her hands on the ground, the little girl looked up through the sound, with an angry expression on her face: "Is it you?"

Beigong Wuyue spread his hands helplessly: "Do you think it is possible for me to do it at such a long distance?"

"It's you!"

"none of my business."

"Exactly!" The little girl raised her eyebrows fiercely.

Beigong Wuyue smiled: "You say yes, I will take you to the pharmacy to treat the wound."

At the same time, he pointed to the little girl's feet. There was a little redness on the knees, and the skin was torn.

"Ah! Bleeding!"

"It's just a small matter. If you want to become a ninja, this small injury is nothing."

"Huh? How did you know I wanted to be a ninja?" The little girl looked wary.

Beigong Wuyue said flatly: "You three brats are yelling in the street every day, and I'm not deaf."

"Oh."

Without any further doubts, the little girl followed Beigong Wuyue, because the pharmacy was in a very lively place on Mingcha Street, so she didn't worry about anything at all.

I just thought I met a pretty good alcoholic uncle.

Yes, her nose is sharp, and she can smell alcohol immediately, and this uncle also looks drunk.

Soon, we arrived at the pharmacy.

"Help me deal with this kid's wound."

"Ok."

The twelve or thirteen-year-old girl with long hair nodded, but her eyes cast a look of examining the criminal, but she immediately took out the medical kit.