The people in the restaurant who were originally scrambling to ask for steamed buns were stunned when they heard Mu Fan's words.

"Xiaofan, you said that one steamed bun is too much...... How much?" Li Chang asked with a slight stammer.

"Thirty. Mu Fan replied with a smile, "Although the price has increased a little, it is definitely worth the money." ”

"Xiaofan, you haven't risen a little, it's a full six times. Cheng Meng, who was located in the innermost part, said with some dissatisfaction: "Although the steamed buns are delicious, five yuan a piece is not low, and if the price is thirty, is it a bit too much." ”

"Yes, you can't just raise the price just because the business is good. The people around him echoed and said.

Mu Fan looked at the people who were a little angry, and knew that everyone regarded him as a profiteer, so he quickly raised his hand and said, "Everyone, I really didn't raise the price because the market was good. Today's steamed bread has been comprehensively upgraded, both in terms of ingredients and technology, there has been a qualitative improvement, and the cost has increased a lot. If the price is still five yuan a piece, my restaurant will have to announce its closure tomorrow. ”

This is also true, the real Jiaoxiang steamed buns, the cost of one is close to fifteen yuan. If the price is not increased, Mu Fan will even have to lose his big pants.

"It's really fake, aren't steamed buns made of flour, what kind of flour can be so expensive?" Li Chang obviously didn't believe Mu Fan's words.

"That's it. Boss Cai of the rice noodle shop said, "The most expensive flour in my family is more than 300 bags, and as for the baking powder, it is even less valuable." ”

Mu Fan was speechless, the flour he used was all sold by catties, a bag of 100 catties, that was a full 8,000 yuan. But this truth, Mu Fan can't say it clearly. After all, Qingtian flour is a specialty of the six districts of Xudu, and it cannot be bought in the world. Even if he said it, no one believed it.

Hearing Boss Cai's remarks, the big guy didn't buy Mu Fan's account even more. Even Cheng Meng looked at Mu Fan with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"Boss Mu, we are all neighbors, and we can't just look at money when doing business. ”

"That's right, besides, five yuan a steamed bun is enough for you to earn, don't be so greedy. ”

"It's okay to raise the price, but it should be aimed at outsiders, we are all our own family, and we can't slaughter them together. ”

"Thirty yuan a steamed bun, it's better to grab it. ”

“……”

Hearing everyone's complaints, Mu Fan felt that his head was a little big. Fortunately, he had a killer weapon, raised his hands and said, "Everyone, be quiet, I, Mu Fan, am really not as bad as you think." In this way, according to yesterday's rules, everyone here will order a steamed bun first. If someone says that today's steamed bread tastes the same as yesterday's, or thinks that this steamed bread is not worth 30 yuan, I will not take a penny. ”

"Boss Mu, it's okay to make comparisons, but you have to let me taste what yesterday's steamed buns tasted like first. Cui Fatzi, who occupied two positions by himself, looked at Mu Fan and said. Yesterday he moved a little slower, and he didn't get to eat steamed buns at all.

"Ah, yes. Li Chang patted his head and said with a smile: "Xiaofan, I won't taste the new steamed buns." Just yesterday's steamed buns for five yuan, you give me ten more. ”

"Yes, yes, I want the ...... like yesterday"

"And me, give me ten ...... too"

Cui Fatzi's words reminded everyone that they think they can be cheap.

"I'm sorry everyone, in the future, I will only have authentic Jiaoxiang steamed buns in this store, thirty-one. Mu Fan said a little embarrassed, it's not that he doesn't want to make some ordinary steamed buns and sell them to the neighbors, it's really a task. If you only sell steamed buns for five yuan, even if you have equipment in hand, it is absolutely impossible to earn one million a month.

Hearing Mu Fan's words, the eyes of the people around him immediately changed. I have to say that Mu Fan's approach is a bit of a strong selling.

"Don't look at me like that, I have my own troubles. Mu Fan said with a pulled face. They are all neighborhoods, and once they leave a bad impression, it will not be good for future development.

"Xiaofan, your steamed bun won't join someone else, right?" said Cui Fatzi with squinted eyes.

Mu Fan's eyes lit up, and he said, "Since Cui Fatzi saw it, I won't hide it." My steamed bun is indeed someone else's, so the pricing and ingredients are not my decision, there are clear regulations above. ”

When everyone heard this, they suddenly realized. Everyone is in business, and the rules of the franchise store are naturally clear. Thinking about it, although Mu Fan is the boss, he can't be the master. As a result, everyone's expressions changed from dissatisfaction to understanding.

Cui Fat Man was proud, as if he had already penetrated everything. In his mind, the reason why Mu Fan didn't say it at first was because he was afraid that others would join him, which would affect his business.

"If that's the case, give me a taste. Cheng Meng said bluntly.

When customers enter the store, they are always surrounded by the smell of steamed buns. The gluttonous worm had already been hooked out, and at this time, seeing that Cheng Meng had opened his head, he also asked for a steamed bun.

Mu Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief, took out the steamed buns from the kitchen, and served them to everyone.

Li Chang looked at the steamed buns on the plate that had not changed in size, swallowed his saliva and said, "This steamed bun is no different from yesterday, but it looks a little yellower." "The steamed bread steamed from ordinary flour in the world is relatively white, while the steamed bread steamed from Qingtian flour is uniform wheat yellow, which makes people more appetizing from the color alone.

Cheng Meng didn't talk nonsense, he directly picked up the steamed bun and took a bite. In an instant, the rich fragrance of wheat occupied his taste buds, and Cheng Meng felt as if he was on a wheat field, his soul drifted forward with the wheat waves, and the breeze on his face seemed to be full of wheat fragrance. And in the wheat fragrance, there is also a hint of sweetness. Compared to yesterday's steamed buns, it's much better.

The customers in the whole store stuffed the steamed buns into their mouths in three or two bites, chewing them with their eyes closed, as if their souls had been sublimated.

Just when everyone was intoxicated, Cui Fatzi suddenly raised his hand, slammed it on the table, his little eyes widened, and he roared loudly: "! This steamed bun is so delicious!!

This voice startled the big guy, and they all came back to their senses. Now no one will question Mu Fan anymore, and I have to admit that the taste of steamed buns today has indeed reached a new height.

"Thirty dollars a piece, not much. Cui Fatzi waved his hand, "Boss Mu, bring me ten more!"

"Okay!" Mu Fan grinned, turning his head to look at the others, ready to welcome the new situation that would be opened up again.

However, the next situation made Mu Fan a little disappointed. Except for Cheng Meng, who asked for five, most of the others only needed one or two. This amount is no longer within Mu Fan's expected range. Originally, he thought that with the taste of Jiaoxiang steamed buns, it would definitely not be a problem to sell well. But now Mu Fan has discovered that he has overlooked a key issue, and that is the consumption level of residents around the grocery street.

The steamed buns made by Mu Fan can be eaten by about five or six adults. A person like Cui Fatzi, who has a large amount of food, also eats up to ten. If it is five yuan a piece, the per capita consumption is only thirty or forty yuan, and the neighborhood can still accept it.

But now that Mu Fan has raised the price to thirty, the per capita consumption will become more than two hundred. If a family of three eats according to the amount of food, a steamed bun will have to consume at least four or five hundred yuan, which is completely more than the consumption level of many people. Even the relatively wealthy Cui Fat Man does not have the strength to eat every day.

It seems that if you want to complete the task of earning one million a month, it is not as easy as Mu Fan imagined.