Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

After saying this, she suddenly threw away her handkerchief, with a look of resentment and unwillingness on her face, and hurried away with the servants who were accompanying her without looking back.

Liu Quan looked at Miss Wang Er's back, a hint of sarcasm on his lips, and he lowered his voice and said, "Humph, her? If she really had that kind of ability, and could make me kneel at her feet willingly, let alone calling her Madam, even calling her mother would be fine. Ugh!"

Meanwhile, Taohua and the other two were busy in the shop. Before they knew it, all the baba they had carefully prepared were sold out before noon.

Seeing this, Taohua rolled up her sleeves and was about to go make some dough to make more baba when Awang hurried over and stopped her, saying distressedly, "Taohua, we only make this much every day. We just need to sell it all. Don't work yourself too hard."

Dongmei, washing dishes, chimed in, "Yes, Miss, you've been busy all morning and you're exhausted. Let's just sell for half a day. It would be terrible if you were exhausted."

Taohua looked outside the shop and saw that the streets were still bustling with people. If she started making baba again, she would probably be able to sell a lot.

However, my mother said that if you want to keep your business going for a long time, you have to keep your customers' appetites tantalizing like fishing, leaving them wanting more every time, so that they will come back again next time.

After thinking for a moment, Taohua retracted her gaze and looked at Awang and Dongmei. She said in a negotiating tone, "Okay, then we'll only sell in the morning. For now, the store will only make these three varieties of baba. After a while, when everyone gets tired of them, we can come up with some other new varieties. Do you think this will work?"

Awang looked at Taohua with eyes full of heartache and said softly, "Okay, Taohua. Once our 'Baba King' business is stable, we can hire some people to help out. It will also make your life easier. What do you think about this?"

In fact, from the very beginning, Awang was determined to make a career, but seeing Taohua working so hard every day, he felt very sorry.

Dongmei, who was cleaning up on the side, quickly interrupted and said, "Master, Miss, if we really plan to hire people, should we transfer some people from Madam? After all, we know her well. But if we hire people from outside, what if they learn our skills and turn around to start their own business and steal our business? What should we do then?" Dongmei said with a worried look on her face.

Awang frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then slowly said, "The servants in Aunt Xiuying's house are naturally reliable. However, if we only transfer people from there to help, it will be difficult for 'King Baba' to become bigger and stronger.

If we can find people to help make poop, while cleverly preventing them from learning our core technology, we could hopefully spread the "Poop King" all over the Great Yan Kingdom."

Awang couldn't help but sigh softly when he said this. If he could only open one baba shop, how could he be worthy of the title of "King"? Only if he opened his own shops all over Dayan like his father did, would he be considered truly capable.

Taohua narrowed her eyes slightly, lost in thought. After a moment, her eyes lit up, and she said excitedly, "Maybe I do have a solution! I've heard about a business model called chain stores from my mother before."

My mother has always wanted to expand her sweet potato noodle business to Jizhou. Isn't that the same as the Futian Village sweet potato noodle chain store? We at Baba King can also learn from this model and do the same as the village sweet potato noodle business."

Awang and Dongmei were completely bewildered when they heard this. They looked at each other, their faces full of confusion.

Awang frowned slightly and said, "The production process of sweet potato flour is very complicated. First, the sweet potatoes must be ground into flour, and then they have to go through a series of tedious processes, such as drying and dehydration, before they can be made. And the biggest advantage of sweet potato flour is that it can be stored for a long time. But the baba we make is made and sold on the spot, and the properties of sweet potato flour are completely different!"

Dongmei also nodded and agreed, "Yes, Miss, this baba will not taste good if it is kept for a long time. How can it be stored like sweet potato flour? How do you operate it according to the business model of sweet potato flour?"

Awang shook his head slightly and said slowly, "The baba we make is limited by its own characteristics. I'm afraid it will be difficult to transport it over long distances."

Dongmei nodded immediately, "That's right, Master. And our baba can't be stored for a long time like sweet potato flour. It will go bad after a while."

Taohua said confidently, "I have an idea. We can fry the fillings for the baba in advance and then seal them for storage. That way, even if someone outside wants to copy our business, they won't be able to make baba as delicious as ours without this unique filling."

Taohua knew that her mother's treasures contained things that could make food extra delicious. These were exclusive secret recipes that could not be bought anywhere else.

"Okay, Taohua, I'll do as you say!" Awang stared at Taohua firmly. "Now that we're in the capital, our top priority is to build a good reputation. Only then will we have the capital to open chain stores in the future. Just like Aunt Xiuying, we'll grow our business step by step."

Taohua smiled gently, then reached out and picked up the heavy purse, and began to count it with great interest.

"Taohua, I'm sorry, today..." Awang looked at Taohua with guilt, his self-blame was beyond words.

Today, Miss Wang II came openly to cause trouble, and I was unable to fully protect Taohua. If Uncle Liu hadn't arrived in time, I really don't know what disastrous consequences would have led to. It seems that I need to learn some martial arts so that I can better protect Taohua in the future.

"What are you feeling sorry for?" Taohua didn't even raise her head, but counted the silver skillfully with her hands, immersed in the joy of making money.

She was filled with joy, as this was all money she had earned through her own hard work. Thinking back to the happy and satisfied faces of everyone eating the food she cooked, Taohua felt her heart was filled with happiness.

Awang lowered his head slightly, his eyes filled with guilt, and hesitantly replied, "It's...it's about Miss Wang Er causing trouble today, and I'm sorry you were wronged."

Dongmei noticed her young lady was so engrossed in counting the silver that she had no time to bother with Awang. She knew that Miss Wang Er had caused trouble today, and she would have to report everything to Xiuying when she got home. To avoid further misunderstandings, she had to get to the bottom of things.

Dongmei turned to look at Awang and said, "Master Awang, what exactly is going on between you and Miss Wang Er? You should explain it clearly to our young lady, otherwise it will be bad if there are any misunderstandings because of this in the future."