Xie Xiaogui was extremely depressed!

Because the 100 steamed buns steamed today have not been sold out!

In fact, since the little man wearing a mask and hiding his head and tail pushed a small broken car and went to the Changjiang Village bus station every day to sell his steamed buns and flower rolls, his steamed bread business has been declining, and it is not as good as day by day.

Xie Xiaogui is an authentic Jiangcheng person, and he can't make any steamed buns. He started the steamed bun business five years ago.

Five years ago, Xie Xiaogui got married, and his wife is from Shandong. Shandong people like to eat pasta, and his wife's family happened to sell old noodles and steamed buns in a county town in Shandong.

Xie Xiaogui, who couldn't find any good work, learned technology from his mother-in-law at the instigation of his wife Liu Meimei, and returned to Jiangcheng to find a street shop of less than ten square meters near the station of Changjiang Village in Nanping, and started a steamed bun business.

Because there is nothing to sell steamed buns near the station, most of them sell Jiangcheng small noodles, rice noodles, soybean milk fritters, oil fruits, egg cakes and other breakfast, plus Xie Xiaogui's steamed bread shop is playing the signboard of "Shandong old noodles steamed bread", and there is a technical foundation taught by Shandong mother-in-law, so that Xie Xiaogui's "Shandong old noodles steamed bread" shop has been good as soon as it opened, and soon had a group of regular customers.

After years of operation and accumulation, now, Xie Xiaogui and his family can sell about 500 old noodle steamed buns a day.

One steamed bun is one yuan, and five hundred is five hundred yuan.

The profit margin of steamed bread is about 70%, so that Xie Xiaogui and his family can earn 350 yuan a day, in addition to rent, water and electricity and other expenses, the two can earn seven or eight thousand a month.

Seven or eight thousand in January, less than the top, more than the bottom, much better than working for others!

In Jiangcheng, if you work for people, unless you have culture, technology, or are willing to endure hardships and work hard, you can't make much money, and you are also controlled by others, how can you be your own boss, open the door if you want to open the door, close the door if you want to, and be free and comfortable?

Therefore, in the past four or five years, Xie Xiaogui, who is more than enough than the top, is still quite satisfied with his small life.

Until half a year ago!

Half a year ago, two or three hundred meters away from his shop, at the gate of the Changjiang Village community, a mobile shop selling steamed buns, flower rolls, and porridge suddenly opened.

In the past, the two of them could sell about 500 old noodle steamed buns every day.

However, since the opening of the bullshit "Jianjian Bun Shop", the two of them can only sell more than 300 or 400 steamed buns at most.

The monthly income has also decreased from seven or eight thousand a month to five or six thousand a month!

Competitors appeared, income decreased, and the two of them were naturally unhappy.

But because the "Jianjian Bun Shop" is open at the door of their own community, and it only sells breakfast, although the two of them hold a grudge against it, they are helpless.

"Alas, make less and earn less, five or six thousand a month, it's okay. Xie Xiaogui sighed and comforted his wife Liu Meimei.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and the business of five or six thousand in a month lasted for half a year.

Half a year later, to be specific, a month ago, a little man wearing a mask and a white hat suddenly pushed a cart selling steamed buns and flower rolls to Changjiang Village Station to sell.

And the bus station of Changjiang Village is only 20 meters away from his "Shandong old noodles steamed buns" in a straight line!

Now, it's comfortable, it's fun!

Since the appearance of the unsightly little man who wore a mask, buttoned a white hat, hid his head and exposed his tail, and saw the appearance of the unsightly dwarf, the steamed bun business of the two began to plummet.

Four hundred, three hundred, two hundred, one hundred and fifty, one hundred and thirty, one hundred......

It's a plummet!

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If you are poor, you will change, and if you change, you will be successful!

That night, when she was sleeping, Liu Meili, who was sitting at the head of the bed, said to her husband:

"Xiaogui, why don't we invite your cousin who is the city manager to have a meal tomorrow, and let him get up early one day and drive away the little man who hides his head and tail?"

"Run away?" Xie Xiaogui was stunned for a moment, first his eyes lit up, and then he was dark, looked at his wife, shook his head and said, "Forget it, didn't you see that little man wearing a white hat......?

"Fart, Muslim!" Liu Meili interrupted her husband, "That little man just wore a white hat and came out with a fake tiger, which is terrifying! The Hui people wear little white hats, and they can't cover their brains! The little man's hat is so big, half of his head is covered, where is the 'little white hat' that can't be provoked? Don't scare yourself!"

Liu Meili feels good about her husband, but sometimes she is too timid, and she lacks the courage to "do it if she doesn't accept it"!

"Let's wait, wait a few days. Xie Xiaogui thought about it, shook his head, and hesitated for a while.

He plans to watch it for a few more days, or rather, to hold on for a while longer to see if his "Shandong Old Noodles Steamed Bun" can still struggle twice.

People are animals who like the new and hate the old!

When a new thing comes out, everyone loves to try it, however, when the novelty passes, many people will feel that it is nothing more than that, and then they will start to miss the past.

If not, at least, he must understand why the little man's business is so good, even the old customers he has been in business for many years, familiar faces, one or two have become traitors, and run to the little man to snap up the business, right?

"It's really unreasonable to buy some rotten steamed buns, rotten steamed buns have to be snatched by evil dogs!" Looking at the scene of rushing to buy twenty meters away, for fear that he wouldn't be able to buy it, and then looked at the bleak scene in front of his door, no one cared about it, Xie Xiaogui, who was standing in the store, was angry and red-eyed.

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In order to find out the reason for the popularity of "Jianjian Bun", the next day, Xie Xiaogui asked one of his nieces to go to Zeng Yu's stall at the gate of Changjiang Village Community and bought a few steamed buns and flower rolls back.

He tasted steamed buns first.

"Well, the appearance is good, the portion is sufficient, the wheat fragrance is also very strong, and it is a good flour at a glance!" Xie Xiaogui, as a peer, still has this eyesight, just glanced at the competing products bought by the little niece, and felt that his competitors were still very generous in terms of materials, and they were willing to spend money, did not cut corners, and were shoddy.

After evaluating the appearance and appearance, it was the turn of taste and texture.

Xie Xiaogui grabbed a steamed bun, opened his mouth, and bit it......

With such a small bite, before he had time to chew, Xie Xiaogui, as a peer, suddenly changed his face!

A few minutes later, the few steamed buns and steamed buns that the little niece bought back were swept away by Xie Xiaogui, who rarely eats steamed buns now.

After eating, Xie Xiaogui, who licked his lips with his tongue and still had an unfinished expression on his face, sighed and was stunned, and then took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed his cousin Xie Xiaofu's phone:

"Cousin, it's me, Xiaogui. Are you free tonight? I'll invite you to eat hot pot, a very famous Internet celebrity hot pot recently, and it tastes so ......good."