Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

Yan Zheng understood this topic, so he couldn't help but ask out of curiosity: "Does that mean that if we make more, we can sell more?"

Father Li shook his head: "There are only so many people in our county, and only so many can afford to eat cakes every day. Moreover, if you eat cakes from your store today, you may eat cakes from another store tomorrow.

If you do too much, you will easily lose money.

However, it is a different story if you encounter a big customer.

Just now, a customer liked the rice cakes in the shop and needed a large amount of rice cakes for a banquet at home, so he came here in advance to place an order.

Some customers simply ask us to prepare the food and send it to them so as not to take up space in their big kitchen. Some customers live far away and it is inconvenient to have the food delivered to them, so they will ask someone to prepare it at their home.

For such big customers, we will act as witnesses and have both parties sign a contract. We will not participate in the profit sharing. No matter what accidents happen when the cook goes to the other party's house, or there are problems with the food she cooks, it has nothing to do with our grocery store.

We are just witnesses to the signing of the contract between the two. If there is a dispute over silver and they need to go to court, we will be witnesses for both parties. "

Yan Zheng frowned, puzzled: "In this case, the shop won't make money? Why do you want to do such a thankless thing?"

Father Li smiled kindly and said, "Life is not easy for the common people. I will help them as much as I can. My ability is limited, so I can only do this."

After hearing this, Yan Zheng and Hua Murong were moved and praised Father Li for his righteousness and kindness.

Only Xin Ye felt that this was not in line with his father's style and suspected that his last sentence was full of water.

I have to say, Xinye's truth is revealed.

The reason why Father Li caused such trouble was simply because Xin Ye left at that time and there was no one in the family to make snacks. The shop's business had lost its pastries, and other dried vegetables, pickles, etc. were becoming less and less. More and more customers asked him to find a way to purchase goods, and they were too lazy to run several more blocks just to buy pastries.

The inspiration came from the Laba Festival, when the villagers who wanted to make friends with his family, or more precisely, A Ye's wife, gave him Laba porridge.

The Laba porridge made by each family tastes different. Most of the ingredients are the same, but the tastes are very different. Of course, it may also be related to personal skills, but this is not the point. The point is that he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of a solution to the dilemma!

Everyone has his own specialty in pastry making. In order to avoid competing with the time-honored pastry shop in Guyang County and causing others' jealousy, he specifically stated that he would not sell the pastries from other shops.

As for whether others will imitate and sell similar pastries in the future, he doesn't care. As long as his shop has something to sell and is popular, that's enough.

But he couldn't ignore the problem of losses, so he made the plan of making his own pastries. He provided the venue and only charged a stall rental.

The rent of his stall is cheaper than that of street vendors outside. If he only rents out stalls for making pastries, I don’t know how many vendors would want to come in and set up stalls. After all, Li Ji Grocery Store is as famous in the county as some old brands.

It was quite difficult at the beginning. Out of kindness, I allowed an old lady who was going to the market to come into the shop to rest and chat. During the conversation, they talked about pastries, and then I asked her to try it. Finally, the news that the old lady made a fortune from this spread quickly, and eventually there were two such people.

Nowadays, Li Ji Grocery Store reserves a place for the old lady to sell her cakes on market days. She no longer needs to make cakes under the scorching sun, but can use the kitchen in the backyard.

This is a special treatment for her willingness to be the first person to try something new.