According to Fang Changan's estimate, it would be nice to have up to 600 buns today. The sales of Class 4 have basically saturated, and the growth will be based on other classes in the future, but the growth of Class 1 and Liu Cheng both exceeded expectations.

He originally agreed with his boss to make 400 buns first and put them in the foam box to keep them warm, but he thought that the couple might not be willing to do so much directly in order to seek insurance, so they had to escape the morning fuck and go over early.

The boss and his wife did not prepare 400 buns in advance. When they saw that Fang Chang'an came over early, they heard that there were 700 today. They were shocked and did not bother to talk much and rushed to work.

There were not enough buns that had been wrapped, so the two of them looked at the stove and the other was busy continuing to wrap. Fang Chang'an and Liu Cheng tied the packed buns to the bicycle first, and then Fang Chang'an helped look at the stove and asked the boss's wife to help with the pack.

Liu Cheng was watching from the side.

Although the couple was busy, they had such a lot of business all at once, and they were in a good mood. They all had a smile on their faces and kept moving their hands. They said to Fang Chang'an happily: "You are too fast."

The boss also smiled and said, "That's right, good guy, it's been more than 200 at once!"

Fang Chang'an smiled and said, "There may be more in the future."

The boss's wife hesitated for a moment, sighed, hesitated for a moment, and said, "If there are too many, you may not be able to get busy."

The boss looked at his wife and didn't say anything.

"Uncle and aunt are worried that I will find someone else's house?"

Fang Changan understood the concerns of the two and said with a smile: "Don't worry, your buns are big, affordable and delicious, so our classmates are willing to buy them. If they change to other homes, the five buns are not full, and they are too expensive, so there will be no so many people who are willing to eat them."

"No, that's not what it means."

The couple was so embarrassed that they were both embarrassed and hurriedly denied it.

Fang Chang'an didn't care and continued, "Besides, I have more than 700 buns every day, and the impact on the canteen is not very big. If I continue more, the canteen will definitely not agree."

The couple just wanted to make money, but they didn't expect this. They were stunned when they heard this, and their hands were slowed down involuntarily.

"The canteen pays money to the school every year. If you tell the school at that time, maybe a school is closed and I can't even leave the school gate."

Fang Chang'an stopped beating the drum while beating the side and said with a smile: "So it would be great to be able to stabilize more than 700 buns a day in the future."

The couple was silent for a while, then they forced a smile and said, "Yes, yes."

Fang Chang'an sighed secretly. His words just now were originally planned and preventing problems before they happened, but looking at the couple's expressions, he was really thinking.

He was a human being for two lives and had no deep understanding of human nature, but he had certain experiences and did not dare to think about people in a very good way.

In layman's terms, it means "the mind to be on guard against others is indispensable."

Shen Chengyan and Cheng Mengfei have lived a wealthy life since childhood, and have never experienced any hardships. They are not full of life at the moment, and they have no obvious greed after contact. He is willing to take a gamble and believe in the kindness of human nature.

The couple in front of them are already middle-aged. After experiencing life polishing, no matter how honest people are, they will have their own thoughts and concerns.

In order to change the status quo, he reduced the amount of 300 buns to two cents. Last week, he decided to make it half a joke that if there were more than 700, it would drop to 705.

If it is seven points, the couple will most likely not agree, but if it is three hundred and eight points, seven hundred and seven hundred will not be able to say that they will not drop. Seven and five points are considered to be stuck on the defense line of the two, so the couple agreed without being very repulsive.

There are more than 700 buns now, and each bun gives up 2.5 yuan of profit. Even if you don’t have any ideas at the moment, the two of them will definitely think this is not cost-effective afterwards.

Since a child can bring so many businesses and his shop is not doing well here, why not move directly to the school?

This not only attracts more business, but also makes money.

Once a person who has been in the dark for a long time sees the light, he will easily get hot. Although it is likely to cool down before taking action, no one can tell how it will develop in the future.

Fang Changan had a good impression of the two people in front of him, and he had no better choice. If it was not necessary, he still wanted to maintain this relationship.

This basin of cold water is poured in time, and it is a real benefit now. As long as they understand the risks of radicalism, they will most likely choose to settle for the status quo.

This is also the common feature of most ordinary people.

Of course, it is not a disadvantage, because those who choose radical success will certainly succeed, but more failures will be the ones who shine, and it is difficult for people to see the bones of the losers.

Although his emotions were a bit hit, after realizing the risk of moving a shop, the current channel of Chang'an has become more important and the immediate benefits are clearer. Both husband and wife are veterans for many years and their efficiency is not much slower.

There were 750 buns, and two boxes of them were packed, and the time was much faster than usual.

Fang Chang'an paid 550 cents and rode his bike back with Liu Cheng.

Liu Cheng hadn't understood why he wanted 740 people, and hadn't seen it, or did not dare to see how much Chang'an paid for it. He rode out for a while before asking: "Brother Chang'an, why did you buy so many? Isn't it seven hundred?"

"My own is not included, and there are also Brother Wei and others."

"They probably have eaten?"

"That's okay, I can't eat too much. Besides, I can't finish it. If I can't finish it, I can give it to my classmates."

Liu Cheng reacted, "This is considered an advertisement, right?"

"clever!"

When he returned to school, Fang Chang'an returned to his class as usual, and asked Wang Ke to help him distribute it. He sent it to Class 1. When he passed by Class 2, the last window opened and a boy poked his head out and asked, "Fang Chang'an, where is our class?"

Fang Chang'an asked in confusion: "Didn't your class not settled today?"

The boy was stunned for a moment, "We gave all the money to the house."

"I didn't get it."

Fang Changan smiled, "Wait, she will never cheat you of money."

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Fang Ying had just rode her bicycle to a bun shop on the street. This was the fourth bun shop she had found because no one was willing to give her a cheaper price.

When she was the first house, she stopped the bicycle and asked the boss sweetly: "Boss, can I buy more buns? Can I give me a little cheaper?"

"How much do you want?"

“Seventy.”

Last week, Fangying never thought that helping her classmates buy buns can make a difference. She rarely promotes it in Class 2. After Fang Chang'an talked outside the window, when some classmates asked her, her tone was a little impatient, so there were fewer people buying buns in Class 2 than in Class 1.

Starting last night, Fangying's attitude changed drastically and made great efforts to promote it. Thanks to everyone's annoyance with the canteen, there are still ten people willing to buy it, with a total of 66 buns.

This number is very auspicious, and Fang Ying set out with confidence.

As a result, the first boss heard that she only wanted to give two more after seventy buns. She didn't even bother to reply and turned around and went to the opposite side.

However, the other person didn't know if he heard the conversation she had just heard, so he was only willing to give two more.

Fang Ying felt angry and changed to a third one, but she still did this.

This is not a difference in character, but the shops on the street are doing well and they are not bad at all.

Fang Ying hit a wall several times, and finally got smart when she arrived at the fourth company. When she stopped her bicycle, she shouted sweetly: "Uncle! Auntie!"

After stopping the car, he trotted a few steps to the stall, showed his sweetest smile, and asked, "I want seventy buns, can I give me more?"

The boss looked at her a little surprised, then waved his hand: "That's not OK, it's all small businesses, and it doesn't make money, it doesn't work."

Fang Ying's smile froze, she was stunned for a while, and then realized that there was someone else in front of the stall. Of course, the boss would not give it easy. He wanted to go to the next house, but was worried that it would be too late to delay going back.

She has a good family background and is smart since childhood. She has never been angry. She originally wanted to wait for the other two buns to leave before begging the boss, but when she met her boss's obviously impatient face, she seemed to be spending money to beg for her, and she also felt angry in her heart, turned her head and rode her bicycle and left.

Fang Ying was quite familiar with this place, so she turned around and went to a bun shop. She was in a bad mood, but in order not to get any accidents, she had to force herself to adjust her expression and tone. When everyone in front of the stall was about to say softly, "Boss, I'll buy more buns. Can you give me more? I bought them for my classmates, and I'll buy them at your house in the future."

The boss lady looked at her and asked, "How much do you want?"

“Seventy.”

The boss lady thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll give you two more."

As she said that, she wanted to pack her buns. Fang Ying hurriedly said, "It's too few. I'll buy so much, and I'll buy it in the future..."

The boss lady just took a bag, saw this and stopped moving, interrupted, "I don't make money either, at most two, otherwise you can go to another house to ask."

Fang Ying hesitated for a moment, and didn't want to run away again, saying, "Okay, you can pretend to be bigger for me."

"Don't worry, my bun is the biggest one."
Chapter completed!