36 Hard work (2/2)

Wan Chao honestly said, ”I thought of an advertisement saying that noodles and sauces are more suitable for dinner.”

”That's right, that's right!” Boss Wu, who heard the commotion from the kitchen, walked out and heard Wan Chao's words. He couldn't help praising her.

The more he thought about it, the more it seemed simple and provocative.

Wan Chao rolled her eyes and smiled. ”Boss, why don't you write that sentence out and post it in a prominent position in your restaurant.”

Boss Wu nodded when he heard this. ”Good idea. I'll write it right away.” As he spoke, he started to rummage through the drawer for a brush or something.

Seeing this, the Lady Boss helplessly said, ”Why are you doing it now? Sister Bai is still waiting for us. Maybe they'll have to go to another restaurant, so don't delay them. Hurry up and get the pickles.”

”Oh, oh.” Boss Wu smilingly slapped his thigh and apologized, ”Sorry, I was just in a hurry to write.”

Wan Chao smiled and said, ”Understood.”

Boss Wu burst into laughter. This little girl was really interesting. What could she understand? She really knew how to speak.

This time, the Wu Clan noodle shop took six catties of soy sauce and made an agreement for Bai Zhexi and the two girls to bring another six catties of soy sauce five days later. The money was also settled on the spot.

After they left the Wu family noodle shop, Bai Zhexi couldn't help but tell Wan Chao, ”I didn't expect that our pickles would be so popular. I finally feel relieved.”

When she first did this, she was only trying it out and didn't expect it to be so popular.

”You have to have confidence in the sauces you make. In my heart, Mom makes the best sauces in the world.”

”This was taught to me by your grandmother. In the beginning, I wasn't willing to learn it, but fortunately, I managed to learn it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to cook it for Chao'er.”

In her heart, earning money wasn't as important as what her daughter loved to eat.

Wan Chao couldn't help but smile as her heart warmed.

One by one they went to other restaurants, most of which ran out of sauces, and happily bought a few pounds from them.

However, there were also some restaurants with soy sauce.

As for the unsold pickles, Wan Chao took the initiative to recover them and returned the money to them.

”The customers don't seem to like the sauces very much, so I won't trouble you,” she said flatly to the hotel owners.

He didn't want to sell all the dishes in the restaurant, so he didn't want much. However, he didn't want to sell all the dishes in a week.

Either the restaurants didn't have much business and few people came to eat, or the restaurants resisted the temptation to recommend pickles to their customers.

If she really didn't want to earn money, then there was no need for her to waste her energy on them.

”Chao'er, although those restaurants haven't sold out all the sauces, they said that they should be given another one or two catties of new sauces. One or two catties is still money, we can still make a dollar.”

Wan Chao shook her head, explaining patiently, ”These restaurants aren't sincere about the soy sauce cooperation at all. There are also a lot of restaurants that cooperate, so there's no need to waste time and energy on dealing with them. Maybe they think they can bully us.”

Now that her daughter had made the right decision, Bai Zhexi felt that she had a point, so she did as her daughter said.

When they left the house, the fifteen kilograms of pickles were sold out very quickly. They ran home twice more. That day, they sold a hundred kilograms of pickles and reclaimed ten kilograms of pickles.

When she saw the pickled vegetables, she threw them into the trash can on the side of the road. Bai Zhexi sighed in pity and felt that she was right to stop working with the restaurants.

This time, the county hotel had ordered five kilograms of all kinds of dishes and even asked Bai Zhexi to deliver the dishes once every three days.