Chapter Seventy-Five: The Problem

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Shen Yixun looked at Shen Yiwei's face and didn't dare to say more, just simply said the right word, and then stopped.

It's just that Shen Yiwei's face is good-looking, and it obviously has nothing to do with him whether he talks or not.

Moreover, Shen Yiwei didn't seem to care so much about Shen Yixun's answer, she seemed to just ask casually, and she didn't care about Shen Yixun's answer.

Listening to Shen Yixun's words, she just nodded lightly, then stretched out her hand to pick up a piece of pale yellow pastry in the box and sent it to her mouth.

She ate slowly, so slowly that you could see her chewing and swallowing, and the expression on her face was so faint that it was impossible to tell whether she was happy or angry.

Song Chen and Shen Yixun obviously hadn't seen Shen Yiwei like this, and they were stunned for a while, watching Shen Yiwei finish the pastry in her mouth, and then wipe the crumbs from her mouth.

Song Chen handed over a glass of water with a very eye-catching look at this time, but although Shen Yiwei took it, she didn't look at him, she just took a shallow sip, and then put the cup aside without raising her head, and then picked up a milky white pastry in the box and sent it to her mouth.

One piece after another, she didn't stop, and finally, Song Chen counted, she had probably eaten more than ten pieces, and finally couldn't stand it, and stepped forward and grabbed her hand that was about to send pastries to her mouth, "Daughter-in-law, you ......"

"The last piece." Shen Yiwei's smile was very light, obviously she didn't lose her temper, and she was smiling on her face, but Song Chen inexplicably felt that she was in a bad mood at the moment, and it was a particularly bad kind.

Listening to her words, Song Chen lowered his head and took a look, and saw that the pastries in the box had indeed been eaten by her and only the last piece left, so he simply didn't stop and let go of her hand.

Shen Yiwei didn't say anything, she just stuffed the last remaining pastry into her mouth, and then ate it slowly, one bite at a time, and after swallowing it, she picked up the water in her hand and took a sip before raising her head.

"How's it going? What did you taste? As soon as Shen Yiwei raised her head, Shen Yixun asked eagerly.

However, she didn't speak immediately, but was silent for a moment, and then she raised a faint smile and looked at Shen Yixun: "Yes, it's similar to what we did." ā€

"What?" As soon as Shen Yiwei said this, Shen Yixun and Song Chen exclaimed together.

Similar to what we do? Wouldn't that be the same?

But there is no relationship between these two shops, and even the pastry chef doesn't know each other, how can they learn this kind of pastry that Shen Yiwei researched herself?

"Should they ......" Song Chen thought for a while, and stopped halfway through his words, if it was really what he thought, then the matter would be a little more troublesome.

However, although Shen Yiwei didn't hear the second half of his words, she still nodded, "It should be what you think." ā€

"It should be what he thinks? What is it? Shen Yixun was a little confused by her headless words.

He looked at Shen Yiwei and then at Song Chen, neither of them spoke, just looked at each other quietly, Shen Yixun was embarrassed for a while, and only felt that it seemed a little too unnecessary for him to stay here at the moment. However, because this matter is still here and has not been resolved, he can't leave even if he wants to leave at this moment.

Shen Yiwei looked at Shen Yixun and explained: "We have no contact with the people in that shop, and I am making these pastries or anything by myself, and those who know this recipe are nothing more than me and Ah Chen, and it stands to reason that it will never be leaked." ā€

"That's right, except for you and your brother-in-law, no one else knows about this recipe, and besides, this pastry, the recipe is the foundation of the foothold, this is good, our family has been stolen, this ......"

As he spoke, Shen Yixun hung his head in frustration, a little depressed and didn't want to speak.

What he said is indeed right, the complete recipe for making pastries is indeed only known to Shen Yiwei and Song Chen, but these pastries made by Shen Yiwei are all very common pastries after a few years, so the materials are not rare, and the method is not complicated. If there is a more powerful pastry chef, it is not impossible to study and make it just by eating these two bites of pastry.

Thinking like this, Shen Yiwei's face became a little clearer, but anyone who did a good business was robbed, she would not feel comfortable, so even though her face was much better, she still looked very bad.

At this time, two people came in the store, and Shen Yixun hurriedly greeted him, but the two of them wandered around for a long time, looked at the pastries placed in the cabinet, and asked the price, so they both shook their heads, turned around and walked out.

The two of them were talking as they walked.

"The things made by the people on the street next door are the same as theirs, but the price is cheaper than theirs, let's go, I'll take you there to buy it."

"Yes, that's a good idea, the same thing can be bought at a cheaper price, and I can buy some other ones with just the rest of the money."

"That's it......"

The people walked away, but the words they said remained in the hearts of Shen Yiwei and the others.

Just imagine, who doesn't want to buy the same thing for less money, put yourself in their shoes, even if it is Shen Yiwei herself, she doesn't think there is anything wrong with those people going to another shop to buy things.

It's just that after these two people left, Shen Yixun and Song Chen, who were still a little annoyed, instantly became a little depressed, and they naturally thought of what Shen Yiwei thought in their hearts, the same thing, other customers are willing to buy cheaper ones, and no one has any reason to say anything. Because no matter who it is, money doesn't fall from the sky, and no one wants to spend that unjust money.

The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he felt, Song Chen simply lowered his head and casually moved a stool and sat down, looking listless.

Shen Yixun is naturally not much better, but compared to Song Chen, he is still more energetic.

He looked at Shen Yiwei, who had been bowing his head and contemplating, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't help but open his mouth: "Awei, what are we going to do next?" ā€

In fact, he didn't want to disturb Shen Yiwei thinking about the problem, but this shop still has to be opened, and the problem still has to be solved, and in the final analysis, it is Shen Yiwei who makes the final decision.

As for Song Chen...... Obviously, Shen Yixun understands his status in the family very well.

Shen Yiwei was already thinking about the next solution, but this matter was also more troublesome.

If you want to say that the price is lower than that shop, it is nothing more than to lower the price of each other, and in the end, it will only end up losing both sides, and no one can please it. Moreover, this price reduction is indeed not the solution to the problem. (To be continued.) )