Song Sanniang's Journey to Wealth

Because she was preparing to give gifts, Song Sanniang bought some things for packaging last night, including a straw-woven shallow rectangular basket and oil paper.

Fold the wax paper into a boat box and put it into the basket. Then put the cakes in according to their categories. Finally, cover it with another piece of wax paper to prevent dirt from falling into it. However, make sure to leave air holes when covering the paper to prevent the cakes from becoming soft.

Song Sanniang prepared a portion for Shaowu and his family, and also prepared a portion for He Jun, after all, many of the ingredients were provided by her. The portion for Shaowu was large enough for three people, but the portion for He Jun was much simpler.

After finishing, the mother and daughter ate a little for breakfast and then started to make the sweet soup. Before Song Sanniang went to get the milk, Song Laoer and the other two got up, and Song Laoer took on the job that was originally his.

After getting the milk, they had to fetch water. The family had to fetch water twice a day, once in the morning and once in the afternoon by Song Ersao. If there was less water in the morning, they would wait until Song Laoer came back in the evening to fetch water. Song Ersao kept saying that they must dig a well when building a new house.

After returning, I had breakfast with my fourth and fifth daughters who had just washed up. The three of us ate one carrot cake and one taro cake at a time and couldn't stop.

It was only when Mrs. Song saw that she had spent half a day making the sweet soup and the fourth and fifth mothers had not finished eating it that she stopped them. Both of them had round bellies.

Song Ersao scolded Song Laoer, "You are a father, but they are still young and don't know the limits. You didn't stop them and let them eat too much." Song Laoer had to apologize with a silly smile.

There were still a few acres of rice left in the fields these days, so Song Lao Da and his men assigned some people to help in the threshing ground. In the morning, Song Lao Er and his wife didn't have to go there. So there were enough people working in the morning and the speed was faster.

In the afternoon, Song Dazhi first sent the father and daughter to He's house. Song Sanniang gave the cakes to the doorman and asked him to deliver them to He Jun. Then she ran away before He Jun got them. She didn't want to make it seem as if she had any purpose.

When they arrived at the East Market, Shao Wu was not there. "Old Shao is out patrolling the streets. What do you want to see him for?" Hu Lianshun asked curiously.

Song Sanniang picked up the basket and shook it. "Just a few days ago, some people came to cause trouble. Fortunately, Brother Shao helped to settle it. I made some cakes to thank you for your help."

"Hey, it's all thanks to Lao Shao. We also have a share. Thank you." Li Dadong took the basket and opened it curiously.

"Hey, I love this. If you make it sweet, I really can't eat many pieces. I will eat more of this." As he said this, he took a piece of fried taro cake and started to eat it. Hearing the crisp sound of his eating,

Hu Lianshun also picked up a piece and tasted it, nodding as he ate, "It's delicious, fragrant and crispy. It would be nice to have a bottle of wine to go with it."

Song Sanniang was very happy to see that they liked the food, so she said goodbye to them and went back to the market to set up her stall.

Her good mood ended when Aunt Wu told her that someone came to sell sugar water in the morning.

Although she knew it was normal for others to imitate someone if he made something that sold well, this happened much earlier than she expected. She thought it would take at least a month.

She asked Aunt Wu in detail, and Aunt Wu was really a good gossip-teller. She told Song Sanniang a lot of things she knew.

The woman selling the sweet soup was a woman in her forties. I heard she lived in the town. She didn't sell double skin milk. I guess she didn't know how to make it.

What she sold were colorful taro balls. The ingredients were the same as those sold by Sanniang, except that there was no water mochi inside. And she only sold them for eight cents a bowl.

It is obvious that they are trying to steal business from Sanniang and engage in a price war.

Song Sanniang was very grateful to Aunt Wu and gave her two bowls of sweet soup. She had two grandsons, so Sanniang asked her to choose according to their tastes.

Aunt Wu was so happy that she promised to keep an eye out for any intelligence that came her way in the future.

Her grandson likes to eat Sanniang's sweet soup, but the price is a bit expensive. It's okay to eat a bowl of cheap one occasionally, but he can't bear to eat it often.

But Song Sanniang was generous, and every time she helped Sanniang with something, Sanniang would give her some sweet soup, which made Aunt Wu like to help her even more.

Now Qin Haodong is basically in the West Market, but he comes to Song Sanniang's place every day to see if she has any instructions.

When Qin Haodong arrived, Song Sanniang told him about the incident and asked him to find out the situation the next morning and buy some sweet soup from the woman.

This was not good news for Qin Haodong. After all, only when Song Laoer's family had good business could he get more wages.

He has saved some money now. Although it is not much, for the two brothers who once became beggars, this is enough to support themselves.

He was determined to find out who was trying to steal their business.

After Song Sanniang gave the order, she began to think about countermeasures. Things had already happened, and before it was clear how much impact this incident would have on her business, she had to prepare countermeasures first.

She only sells taro balls, which means she hasn't figured out how to make the other two.

If you want to retain customers when making food, the most important thing is taste, followed by ingredients. In fact, price is not the most important thing, because different consumer groups have different price sensitivities.

She set the price high at the beginning. Her customers were not the kind who would haggle over a few cents. The taste and ingredients were fine. What she should do was to innovate. Her sweet soup was able to gain popularity so quickly because it was new and not available on the market.

Song Sanniang simply asked Qin Haodong to look after the stall while she started shopping in the market again.

She looked at each stall carefully, seeing what others were selling to see if she could use it.

She not only looked around in the East Market, but also went to the West Market, visiting stall after stall until she came to Song Laoer's stall.

"Uncle, give me a bowl of double skin milk." Song Sanniang teased Song Laoer in a low voice. Song Laoer was squatting to sort out the remaining sugar water and was about to say "Okay, I'll get it for you right away."

Noticing the familiar voice, he looked up and found it was Song Sanniang, wondering, "Why are you here?"

"I'm so bored guarding the stall, so I came out for a walk." Then he asked Song Laoer's business was going and whether anyone said his products were too expensive. Song Laoer answered immediately that they were not.

Song Sanniang thought that the woman's little trouble had not yet affected the business in the West Market, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Lao Er patted the small stool and said, "Are you tired? Do you want to sit down?"

Song Sanniang shook her head, "I want to go shopping for a while. I haven't finished shopping yet."

Song Lao Er sat down and asked, "Why are you suddenly asking about business? Did something happen?"

Song Sanniang told him about the woman selling sugar water. Song Laoer frowned after hearing it. "Someone wants to steal our business so soon. It seems that your previous worries were not wrong."

Song Sanniang smiled confidently and said, "This is just a small matter. I have already thought of a solution."

Song Lao Er became alert when he heard this. "What countermeasures do you mean?"

Song Sanniang held up a finger and said, "One word, quick!"

Song Lao Er looked puzzled, and Song San Niang explained, "As long as we run fast enough, she won't be able to keep up with us. I want to come up with more new products, different every day, and see how she can keep up."

Song Lao Er then nodded in understanding.