Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

The owners of small restaurants are no different from those who set up stalls. They all run small businesses, and their rent is even more expensive.

Therefore, they still feel pressured to buy such a large quantity of ingredients at once.

At most, I can buy a few kilograms or ten kilograms to take back.

What if I sell it to them at a low price? There are more than 2,000 kilograms here.

When Old Mrs. Song heard this, she thought it was feasible.

"Okay, put the better ones on top, with the good side facing up."

The quantity is large and sufficient. If all of these are sold, they will be worth a lot of money.

Sold out, I'll try to find where those good ingredients are hidden tonight.

The Song family members all took action. When the Qiao family saw them putting the good side of the potatoes toward the opening of the bag, they knew what they were going to do.

"He is so heartless and doesn't care about human affairs." Qiao Laoer frowned.

"But people who run restaurants and hotels are not so easy to cheat," said Qiao Jianer.

She didn't believe that the Song family could cheat a penny.

Many people have used this trick too much.

Qiao Yunni did the math and said, "I made thirty-nine taels today."

The chili peppers alone sold for thirteen taels.

The Qiao family had gotten used to this kind of income and began to pack up their stall and go back.

The Song family will definitely go looking for ingredients tonight, but Qiao Jianer has decided that since there were some spoiled ingredients last night, there will be none tonight.

We can't give them any cheaper deals, or they might try to cheat others.

She had never imagined that the Song family would specifically pick out the good ones to sell, fleece hundreds of coins, and then pass off inferior goods as good ones to cheat people out of money.

Don't let them earn a penny.

Boss Song and his friends carried bags to a restaurant to sell their products.

This restaurant is quite large, and for a restaurant with a strong foundation like this, the demand for ingredients will be greater.

The boss was an auntie. When she saw several people carrying bags of things to the door and putting them down, she came out and asked.

"What are you doing? Your things are blocking my guests."

"Boss, we have the same ingredients as stall number 8, potatoes and peanuts, and we only charge ten cents per pound. Would you like some?" said Boss Song.

"Stall No. 8 on Changqing Street?"

Song Dahua: "Yes, we bought the goods from stall number 8, but we didn't sell out today, so we wanted to sell them at a low price."

"Open the bag and let me see." said the boss.

Boss Song opened a bag, which was full of potatoes, with the good side facing outwards. Although they were much smaller, they still looked acceptable.

Besides, no matter the size, whether cut into slices or shreds, it's all the same.

"Is it really only ten cents a pound?"

This auntie has been to stall number eight and has seen that potatoes are 25 cents per pound, which is enough to buy two pounds of lean pork.

"Boss, you see, everyone in our family is an honest person. How could we possibly lie to you?" Shen saw that there was a chance and quickly made the promise.

The aunt has been a boss for so many years, she won't trust anyone easily.

When buying ingredients, she has to check them all before she feels at ease.

He instructed the waiter in the restaurant: "Pour out all the potatoes in this bag, check them once, and then put them back on the scale."

"Hey, boss, you can see that it's fine, so why bother with this? Look, the sun is about to set, and we have to go home. We don't want to delay any more." Chen quickly blocked the waiter.

The boss looked puzzled. "That's strange. Of course I have to check the ingredients carefully before buying them. How long does it take? And it's delayed you from going home."

Seeing the guilty look on the family's faces, the boss began to understand.

"I say, there shouldn't be any problem with the ingredients you sell, right? Do you put all the good ones on top?"

"Nonsense, how is that possible? We just want to go home quickly. We are all straightforward people and don't have any complicated thoughts." Shen said.

"Since you're selling it to my restaurant, I'll definitely have to review everything. Isn't that how business is done?"

"Otherwise, you can sell it somewhere else."

Boss Song sneered, "Eight cents a pound."

The boss, however, was not tempted at all: "I don't want to pay eight cents a pound for questionable ingredients, let alone three pounds for a penny. My restaurant has built its reputation after ten years of operation, and I don't want to ruin it."

Boss Song simply picked up the bag again and said, "Let's go. Let's stop talking nonsense with her and go to the next one. She's just being so nagging."

The auntie laughed at them from behind: "Every family is more cunning than the other. It's impossible for you to cheat people."

Now she is certain that this family is so afraid of inspection because they are just selling inferior products as good ones.

The Song family didn't believe it, and asked every family one by one, but they always met a fool.

But after they asked four or five stores, the owners were all very cautious and asked them to take a look at all the ingredients, otherwise they would not buy them.

The Song family gradually lost their patience. As it got later, they couldn't help but feel anxious and irritated.

I found a restaurant that looked rather shabby. There were not many customers in the restaurant. It was dinner time and there were only a few customers here and there, making it look empty.

The boss also seemed to be in a bad mood and was sighing.

"Are the ingredients at stall number eight on Changqing Street so delicious? I'm asking if they have this kind of ingredients. If they don't, I won't come to eat."

"Let's go and have a look tomorrow," he said to himself.

Song Laoer's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Boss, we have the same ingredients sold at stall number eight, and they're cheap, only eight cents a pound. If you buy them, your business will definitely pick up."

"Eight yuan per pound? I heard that potatoes cost twenty-five cents per pound, that's why I didn't buy them." The boss was a little surprised.

Shen: "It's eight cents a pound. Potatoes and peanuts are the same price. Corn is only four cents a pound."

"Okay, put it down. I still want a few dozen kilograms." The boss said generously.

The Song family members looked at each other and put the bags on their shoulders on the ground.

"Boss, why don't you take them all and we'll sell them to you at a lower price," said Boss Song.

"If you buy them all, potatoes and peanuts are seven cents, and corn is three cents."

The boss thought about it and saw that these things weighed about 400 kilograms, so buying them all would cost about two taels of silver. He heard that the shelf life was long, so it would not be impossible to buy some more and stockpile them while they were cheap.

"Okay, pour everything out and let me see."

"Hey, no need to pour them out. They have all been weighed and carefully selected. Just take a look, boss." Song Laoer said as he opened a bag of potatoes.

The boss had been to stall number eight, but he had not made up his mind to buy any. The potatoes there were smaller in size and did not look as good in quality, but they were cheap and customers could not tell the difference after they were fried.

There must be a reason why they sell it so cheaply.

But he said, "Those of us who run restaurants need to check all the ingredients we buy. Let's pour them all out. We should also shell some corn and peanuts and check them out."

Then, the Song family made all kinds of excuses and pretexts, just like before.

Seeing that they were unwilling to pour out the ingredients and even looked a little guilty, the boss immediately became suspicious. He walked over, picked up a bag of potatoes and poured it on the ground.