The shopkeeper was enthusiastic, and his eyes were also sharp, and he could see at a glance that Xiao Mohan was not like an ordinary man, so he greeted him with an increasingly attentive attitude.

After arranging the room for Xiao Mohan, seeing that his gaze had been sweeping through the window to the shop next to him, the shopkeeper smiled enthusiastically and explained to him the movement next to him.

"It is said that a new shop is going to be opened here, and it seems that it is also a whole meal, but it seems that the smaller it is, the greater the movement, the more pitiful it will be in the future."

The shopkeeper sighed sympathetically, and he didn't notice that Qian Qianqian's expression suddenly became concerned.

Qian Qianqian asked, "Why is there such a statement?" The bigger the movement, the greater the momentum, and isn't it a good thing to get a lot of attention on the day of completion? Why is it pitiful? ”

"Eh, when the guest officer looks at you, he doesn't know about our town."

Xiao Er began to instill in Qian Qianqian with great interest, the shady little rules of this town.

"You said that in this town, there are only so many people, everyone is robbing the money in the guests' purses, and there is only so much money in the purse, who do you say is willing to have an extra hand to rob themselves of money? And the distribution of restaurants and inns is formed through competition, although everyone competes with each other on weekdays, but as soon as a new restaurant inn appears, a quasi-will join forces to deal with newcomers. ”

Qian Qianqian understood the meaning of the shopkeeper, if you use a modern word, it is "market saturation". There are enough people in this business, and when she comes again, she will grab what is in other people's jobs to eat.

But isn't doing business just competition? Even without her, there will be new competitors. She now had to think about how to deal with the rejection and oppression of the town's merchants.

Qian Qianqian took a sip of tea to suppress the sudden shock, and said with a surprised face: "Everyone is doing their own business, how can the owners of these restaurants and inns deal with others?" Isn't my brother being alarmist and scaring me by saying it? ”

Xiao Er was not happy to hear it: "Think about it, every time a new store opens, all the restaurants in the town reduce their prices at the same time, and sometimes they will give away some small wine and side dishes, who will go to the field of the new store?" ”

Price war is the most unpopular marketing method.

Qian Qianqian doesn't plan to lower the price to compete with the old restaurants and inns, so she has to find another way out for her hot pot restaurant.

The only way to do that is to make her hot pot a dish that cannot be replaced by other dishes.

And hot pot, the most important thing is the hot pot base.

Taking advantage of the fact that the hot pot restaurant had not yet been renovated, Qian Qianqian began to think about the hot pot base.

A good hot pot base pays attention to the rich flavor and aroma, in addition to good chili peppers, it is also indispensable to be supplemented by spices.

If you want to say that the largest spice trading place in the town has to belong to a small shop in the southeast corner, the shop is secret, but as the saying goes, "the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys". In the same way, spices are not afraid of deep alleys.

Qian Qianqian thanked the shopkeeper for his enthusiastic explanation, and went to the spice shop with Xiao Mohan.

As a seasoning spice, many of them can also be bought in pharmacies, but they are still not as good as this special, not only common, but also many Qian Qianqian have never seen it.

Modern spices are commonly used star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves, white cardamom, bay leaves, grass fruits, etc., and the fragrance of more than a dozen spices is unimaginably delicious.

Qian Qianqian just thought about it, and her saliva had already begun to flood.

The owner of the spice shop was an old man in his fifties and sixties, short and slender, with shrewd eyes. Years of experience have allowed him to know at a glance whether someone is here to buy spices or sell spices, whether it is a big deal or a small deal.

Qian Qianqian and Xiao Mohan just stepped into the door, and heard the old man say to himself: "Yo, there is another big business, Ah Sheng, pour two cups of tea." ”

This old man was so interesting, he was not afraid to show his diligence at all, and the little couple who bought condiments at will walked towards the two of them as if they saw a fat sheep.

"What do you want to buy? My shop is 'small and has all the organs', as long as you want everything. ”

The old man was quite proud, and he didn't say this in a big way. He has been in this business for decades, and he has been collecting spices from all over the world for decades, and he can guarantee that there is absolutely no one in this town who knows more about spices than him.

Qian Qianqian looked at the boxes of spices behind the old man with a smile, and asked, "I want to pick some myself, but I don't know if it's feasible?" ”

She may not be able to name more than a dozen spices, and some of them she only remembers what they look like, but she doesn't know their names.

The old man happily agreed, and led Qian Qianqian and the two to the place where the spices were placed.

The spices are different, Qian Qianqian picked out more than a dozen spices from memory, thought about it, and picked some others.

This spice shop is not only the largest in this town, but also the largest in the surrounding towns, and there are many merchants who come to buy every day, many of whom are the owners of restaurants and inns.

And after her hot pot restaurant opens, if the business is good, then there will definitely be people who will steal the business, and imitation and plagiarism are also very likely.

Therefore, the recipe for the hot pot base and the materials needed to be kept secret. Qian Qianqian deliberately picked a few more other things in it, just to prevent the old man from leaking the recipe and blocking her financial route.

After Qian Qianqian selected the spices, the old man's eyes showed a fine light, and he raised his eyes to look at Ah Sheng, who nodded: he had already written down all the spices just now.

"One pound of each spice, can I come back in three days to get it?"

This is a lot, and the old man can't prepare it all at once, so Qian Qianqian gave a three-day deadline.

The old man nodded with a smile and agreed, and sent Qian Qianqian and the two out.

Xiao Mohan witnessed the whole process, and as soon as he went out, he couldn't help but say: "It's all the same as human spirits." ”

The owner of the shop could think of leaving a record of the purchase of spices, and he didn't need to know what to do with it, and when a new dish came out in the future, it would naturally reach his ears.

At that time, he can sell this house to someone else and make a profit, which is a foolproof good plan.

But the little girl in front of him is not a good look, and she can let others take advantage of her in vain, so she clearly kept a hand and added a few more things to the purchase list.

As for which ones, I'm afraid only she knows.

Qian Qianqian lifted her lips and smiled: "That boss is really powerful, in addition to remembering the following, he can also see at a glance that we are a big deal." ”

Xiao Mohan agreed: "His eyes are poisonous, seeing that we didn't carry a basket, and we didn't look around as soon as we entered, we naturally knew that we were here to talk about business." ”

Saying that, in this wide and narrow alley, Xiao Mohan suddenly took Qian Qianqian's hand, his palms were hot, Qian Qianqian's face was also hot, he hesitated for a while, and let him lead him.

"In the future, if the hot pot restaurant doesn't make any splashes, if it causes a storm in the town, you go to him to buy spices again, he will definitely embarrass you, don't be strong then, wait for me to come back and solve it, you know?"

This spice shop is a big family, and in the future, there will be a lot of friction in the town.

Qian Qianqian didn't think about things so far, just listening to him, Qian Qianqian felt that her heart was steady.

Those messy things, there are also people who are willing to carry them for her.

The two of them let go of the alley when they walked out of the alley, after all, there were many people, and gossip was really not good, Xiao Mohan didn't mind, but after all, he had to take care of Qian Qianqian's reputation.

He reluctantly let go of Qian Qianqian's hand, and then thought of having to live alone in the inn like no one else, Xiao Mohan looked at Qian Qianqian deeply: "One day, I will live in your house openly, and no one will dare to gossip." ”

The inn had arrived, Qian Qianqian's ears were hot, and she hurriedly pushed people in, turned around and left in a hurry.

Tsk, she has lived for so long, how can she still be teased by a teenager.

Qian Qianqian sighed with a sigh, but when she thought of her hot pot restaurant, she suddenly forgot about Xiao Mohan.

She's going to see how the pot is doing.

The August autumn wind roared angrily, the blacksmith's beard was blown to the face, and when Qian Qianqian went, he was holding a mandarin duck pot and looking at it.

"Uncle, how is this pot doing?"

Qian Qianqian was a little worried that the pot would not be able to be made, after all, the ancient technology was limited, and she was also a little panicked.

When the blacksmith heard that it was Qian Qianqian's voice, he put down the pot violently, grinned widely, and smiled brightly.

"Miss Qian is really capable, I have been playing iron for more than ten years, not only the first time I have seen this kind of pot, but also the first time I have made this kind of pot!"

However, for the blacksmith, making the mandarin duck pot is just a kind of pride, and as for the practicality of the mandarin duck pot, he is not optimistic.

Who's good pots and pans don't use to use this weird-looking thing? I think this little girl is also a strange picture.

The blacksmith didn't take it seriously, he just thought that this pot was really strange, and it was really amazing to make the pot himself.

Qian Qianqian picked up the pot on the ground, observed it for a while, and sighed sincerely: "Uncle, your skills are really good." ”

"Hey, you're right, you little girl really has a vision." The blacksmith was praised and relieved, and took out a tael of silver from his bosom: "This is the deposit you gave me that day, and now, ah, give it back to you, you only need to give me twenty copper plates." ”

Doubts flashed on Qian Qianqian's face, and she didn't take the one or two silvers: "Didn't you say that you would continue to play thirty such pots?" Is it possible that my uncle doesn't want to do business with me? ”

Immediately afterwards, Qian Qianqian's face was not very good-looking: "Or does the uncle not trust me and thinks that I am young and joking?" ”

The blacksmith stood there with five big and three rough faces, and when she questioned him like this, he poked what he thought in his heart, and his face turned red in an instant.

The blacksmith said uncomfortably: "It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that the cost of this pot is high, and if you want to sell it, the price will be high, so you can't sell it." ”

Qian Qianqian suddenly realized, it turned out that this uncle thought that she was going to sell the mandarin duck pot.

"I use this mandarin duck pot for my own use, don't worry about selling it, uncle, you can rest assured that you can call me thirty, just according to the price of twenty yuan, what do you think?"

When the blacksmith heard this, he had no worries, how could he not agree to the business delivered to the door? He immediately nodded in agreement.