I opened a breakfast shop while raising my child, and the school beauty begged me not to sell it any

Chapter 29 New Flavor Buns

The first few days after opening.

Grandpa Xu and Grandpa Zhang are the two most enthusiastic people.

Usually, as soon as the door opens, the two of them will arrive, becoming the first two customers of the breakfast shop.

But things have quietly changed since the launch of the beauty-enhancing soy milk.

Chen Yuan opened the door.

A few aunties who were doing their morning exercise came over.

"Hey Chen, hurry up and pack me two cups of beauty-enhancing soy milk."

"I'll just have one cup; my old man doesn't deserve to drink this."

"I'll have two cups too, one for me and one for my daughter. It's really tough being a young person these days. My daughter's face was all sallow from staying up late the other day, but after drinking soy milk these past two days, her skin has become very rosy and radiant."

"That's right, I'll buy one for my granddaughter too. She's a senior in high school now, and that's a tiring time for her."

The beauty-enhancing soy milk has been very popular among women since its launch.

From the elderly to junior high school students.

Once you've tried the effects of the beauty-enhancing soy milk, you'll definitely buy it again.

Chen Yuan said while packing the soy milk.

"Auntie, I've recently introduced two new types of steamed buns: a chive and egg bun and a custard bun. Would you like to try some?"

As soon as Chen Yuan finished speaking, the eyes of these aunties lit up.

One of them immediately said, "Great! Your store finally has new flavors of steamed buns! My daughter is on a diet these days and doesn't eat meat. Give me four pork buns and two chive buns."

"I'd like two custard buns, my child likes sweet things, I'll have the meat ones, and two more pork ones too."

"I don't like eating meat, so give me six fillings of chives and eggs. Are the chives fresh? Did you wash them before mixing the filling?"

Chen Yuan didn't say much.

I grabbed a handful of washed chives directly from the kitchen.

These chives were the freshest he bought early that morning; they looked so fresh and vibrant, with water droplets on them.

It's so appealing that you can't help but like it at first glance.

These aunties were relieved after seeing it.

"Xiao Chen's place is so clean. Not only does he wear sleeves and a mask, but his hands are also very clean, unlike that Chen's Steamed Bun Shop over there."

As she spoke, the auntie grinned, making a disgusting face.

"Old Chen who sells steamed buns, his hands are as black as black meat, and there's dirt under his fingernails. I've never bought any of his steamed buns. Just looking at him makes me unable to eat them."

The other women also looked troubled and said one after another.

"Yes, look at their house, the hygiene isn't good either, not as clean as Xiao Chen's."

One of them spoke mysteriously.

"I bought their steamed buns once, but when I ate them, the meat tasted a bit sour. I thought their meat must not be clean, so I never bought them again."

"Who knows, these unscrupulous merchants will do anything to make money these days?"

Chen Yuan listened without speaking.

After those women left, many more people came one after another.

Chen Yuan was extremely busy, barely having time to rest.

In front of the jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) cart diagonally in front of the breakfast shop, Ma Wenming stood with his arms crossed, his eyes scanning the crowd coming and going.

Ma Wenming's business has been severely suppressed these past few days.

He took a deep sniff; the steaming aroma of the buns in the air quickly whetted his appetite.

"This is really strange. This young man doesn't look very old, how come his cooking smells so good?"

"Tsk, this is really unbelievable."

Early spring.

It's still a bit chilly in the early morning and evening.

Ma Wenming put his hands in his pockets, his eyes fixed on the breakfast shop.

He was also swallowing his saliva from time to time.

If it weren't for the fact that the two were competitors, Ma Wenming would definitely have gone in and bought one to try.

Chen's Steamed Bun Shop was also affected by the breakfast shop situation.

An elderly man wearing a black woolen hat took the packaged buns from Chen Hui's hands.

He was a little hungry, so he grabbed a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

The moment the steamed bun entered his mouth, the old man in the black hat unconsciously frowned.

"Old Chen, why do your steamed buns look a bit dark in color? And they smell a bit... off."

"Wait, why does it taste sour?"

Chen Hui's heart skipped a beat, and before he could speak, Zhao Dan spoke up.

"Oh dear, there's been a flu outbreak lately, right? My husband said vinegar can prevent the flu, so I added a lot of vinegar to the minced meat."

"If it tastes sour, that's good, Lao Li. Let me tell you, middle-aged and elderly people like you really need to eat more vinegar, right, Lao Chen?"

After Zhao Dan finished speaking, she gave her husband a wink.

Chen Hui immediately realized what was happening, silently giving his wife a thumbs up in his heart, and then replied aloud.

"Yes, yes, yes, we're all about healthy eating these days. Haven't you seen what the internet says? Eating more vinegar is really good for your health, it softens blood vessels and even helps you live longer!"

Old Li adjusted his hat with the hand that had just held the steamed bun, and said with a hint of disbelief.

"Hmm...really? Anyway, it tastes a bit sour, but not like vinegar. Could it be that your steamed buns have gone bad?"

"How could that be?"

Zhao Dan forced a big smile, lying without batting an eye.

"Besides, we're all neighbors on this street. I'm doing this for the long haul, how could I possibly try to fool you with some junk?"

After this whole manipulation process, Old Li actually believed it.

"Alright, alright, let's talk about it tomorrow."

After saying that, Old Li picked up the steamed buns and left.

Zhao Dan breathed a sigh of relief, and then, taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, she pinched Chen Hui hard and complained.

"What's wrong with you? I told you that meat was unusable, but you insisted I use it. Now look what happened, people can taste the difference!"

"you……"

"What do you mean, 'you'? If I hadn't been quick-witted, I wonder how you would have gotten out of this mess!"

Chen Hui sighed; he had never won an argument with Zhao Dan.

The only option was to shift the topic to their common enemy.

Chen Hui said, "Instead of blaming me, you should think about how to deal with that kid! These past two days, our steamed buns have been selling less and less; everyone's going to his place!"

Zhao Dan rolled her eyes at her husband, put her hands on her hips, and said.

"That's easy, just lower the price!"

"Starting tomorrow, we'll cut the price of our steamed buns by half, drive that kid out, and then go back to the original price. Didn't we use the same trick on that couple selling steamed buns and fried dough sticks on the street corner last time?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Hui nodded: "Then it seems we have no other choice. Call my second brother and tell him to kill a cheap pig. He'll know what to do then."

"Okay, we'll lower the price tomorrow! I'll go change the sign right now. Tomorrow's Sunday, so let's sell a little longer. In less than a week, that kid will have to pack his bags and get out of here!"

That's all.

Zhao Dan then took out a small blackboard.

It was written with four large, eye-catching characters.

Steamed buns half price